Chapter 113: An Invitation That's Hard To Refuse!

  Qin Luo had just walked out of the hall when those women suddenly swarmed around him.

  "Little handsome guy, long time no see! You're getting more and more handsome!"

  "Come let sister touch your face and see if your skin is still as smooth as before."

  "How come you haven't grown at all? Has the evil spirit been mistreating you? Come back with your sister, and I'll make sure to raise you up plump and white."

  "Qin Luo, I've gained a few pounds recently. It's killing me. Do you have any way to help me lose weight?"

  --

  These women are regulars at the International Club and have gotten quite familiar with Qin Luo. So they all speak rather casually. Some of them, being a bit more flirtatious, would even come over to flirt and take advantage of him in some way.

  Li Jiancheng jumped up from the sofa, shielding Qin Luo behind her like a mother hen, and scolded: "You bunch of female rascals, behave yourselves! Don't take advantage of our family's Qin Luo with your tricks. Be careful or I'll make you pay!"

  She turned her face to Qin Luo and said: "Little brother, let's go, I have something to talk to you about."

  As she spoke, she pulled Qin Luo's arm and headed up to the third floor. That was her private kingdom.

  "The fierce fairy is going to spring again. You'd better cherish our little general a bit." A woman shouted from behind. The other women were in high spirits.

  Chen Siyuan was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine. When she saw the two of them walk in, she smiled and said, "Is everything taken care of?"

  "It's done. Now I'm going to thoroughly investigate this kid and see if he's hiding anything else from me." Lei Qingcheng said.

  She pulled Qin Luo to sit on the sofa, then one knee was placed on his thigh, her body leaned forward, and her pretty face slowly approached Qin Luo, saying: "Do you know this little rich woman?"

  "Understood." Qin Luo nodded.

  "What's your relationship?" Lai Jian Cheng asked with a satisfied expression towards Qin Luo's frankness.

  "She is my last wife." Qin Luo said with a bit of embarrassment. What era are we in, still arranging marriages for children? It's embarrassing to even mention it.

  Lian Qingcheng's knees went weak and she almost fell into Qin Luo's arms. "What did you say? She is your last wife?"

  "Yes." Qin Luo nodded seriously. "My grandfather saved his grandfather's life, and his grandfather said that if he had a daughter, she would be the wife of the Qin family."

  Qin Luo didn't say anything about what would happen if he had a child, but he still wanted to leave some face for the Wen family.

  Lian Cheng stood there for half a day, but his brain was running at high speed. After thinking for a moment, he said, "No, you're cheating me. If she's your ex-wife, why didn't you know each other last time?"

  "I don't dare to recognize." Qin Luo replied.

  "Why?"

  "I went to their home and returned the wedding gift," Qin Luo said.

  "Divorce?" Lian Qingcheng was shocked again by Qin Luo's words. "Are you sick?"

  "I'm not sick."

  "You must be ill. Qin Luo, are you going to die soon? Or is it that your body has some unspeakable secret, unable to perform as a normal person?" Lian Qingcheng spoke while her charming eyes swept back and forth over Qin Luo's body, as if searching for where the "secret illness" was hidden.

  "I'm not sick. I'm really not sick." Qin Luo had no choice but to explain again to Li Jiancheng. "Don't believe me, touch me."

  Lian Qingcheng stared at Qin Luo's eyes for a while, then suddenly burst out laughing. Her charming eyebrows, sexy lips, and the lush, trembling breasts that seemed to be beckoning people to their doom, all combined to make her an irresistible sight.

  "Little brother, you've learned how to be a rascal. Which part of me do you want me to touch?" Lian Qingcheng asked with a sly smile.

  "I just want to prove to you that I'm fine." Qin Luo said seriously.

  "If you're not ill, why did you go and cancel the engagement?" Lian Qingcheng said indignantly.

  "It's probably just dislike," Qin Luo said.

  After hearing Qin Luo's answer, Li Qingcheng was stunned at first, then she shook Qin Luo's neck violently and shouted: "Don't like it? Can you just divorce because you don't like it? Who allowed you to divorce? How can you divorce? Where else can you find a wife with talent, looks, and money? Once you miss this chance, there won't be another one. Don't you understand? Why do you want to divorce? If you divorce, how will you have the money to support me and Si Xuan as your second or third wives?"

  “-”

  Lijiang City vented a burst and finally returned to calm. She looked at Qin Luo seriously and said, "Is what you said true?"

  "Do I have to deceive you?" Qin Luo sighed bitterly. He wished all of this was false.

  "Don't you really like her?" Lian Jin Cheng asked with a puzzled face.

  Qin Luo shook his head and said, "It was still a bit unpleasant before. But this time we met, I felt a little better. She's not as arrogant as I thought she'd be."

  "My goodness. They've come to find you twice, and this is still called being arrogant? That little rich woman must have been blind, how could she fall for a heartless man like you? What else do you have that's worth showing off besides being a virgin?" Li Qincheng scolded loudly, feeling indignant on behalf of Wen Ren Muyue.

  Qin Luo sneered and said: "Even if she is your VIP customer, you don't have to speak for her like that, do you?"

  Lijun City sighed and said, "Alas, you silly child. You really don't understand feelings. To be honest with you, a woman like her who is willing to stop and talk to you for a bit is already being very approachable. You don't understand their circle."

  "Do you understand?" Qin Luo asked with a smile. He had always wanted to ask about the relationship between Li Qingcheng and Qiu Yanmei, but every time he got to the point of asking, he didn't ask.

  Since this woman is unwilling to speak, she must have her own reasons.

  "I don't understand either." Lijun Cheng's face flashed with a hint of gloom, shaking his head as he spoke.

  "What are you talking about? I don't understand," Chen Sichen asked from beside.

  "The little man you liked has married a rich and beautiful wife. The woman who just arrived in the Rolls-Royce, have you seen her? It's her. No matter how hard we work our whole lives, we can't reach their level." Li Qiancheng summarized the story in simple terms.

  Chen Sichen's heart sank, and she forced a smile: "That's great. From now on, when we go out to eat, we can let Qin Luo foot the bill."

  "I've already broken off the engagement." Qin Luo explained.

  "Breaking off an engagement is useless." Lian Qingcheng said with a curl of her lip. "I can see that, with this young rich woman's IQ, you will definitely not be able to escape from her palm."

  "This woman's mouth is too poisonous."

  "I don't want to dwell on this topic anymore," Qin Luo asked, "Is there anything else for this afternoon? If not, I'll head back first."

  "What's wrong? Missing your sister Lin?"

  “-----”

  "If you don't want to, come with me and Si Xuan to the set this afternoon. Today, Si Xuan is shooting a product advertisement for us, and you can also go over and take a look. After all, the company is yours too, so you should give some suggestions." said Li Qingcheng.

  Qin Luo thought for a moment and decided that there was nothing important to return to, so he stayed behind to accompany them to the filming location to shoot an advertisement.

  "Can you get up now?" Qin Luo raised his head and said to Li Jiancheng.

  "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?" Li Jiancheng's knee was on Qin Luo's leg, and he said with a smile.

  "Not you, you're all exposed." Qin Luo pointed at her large patch of snow-white skin that was revealed outside.

  Li Jingcheng was taken aback at first, then instead became even more brazen and pushed out her chest in front of Qin Luo, saying: "Anyway, I'll be your second wife in the future. Just consider it an advance investment."

  As soon as Wen Ren Mu Yue returned to the office, Ma Yuet rushed in again.

  "Miss, Qin Zongheng has arrived. He wants to see you." Ma Yue reported with a look of urgency on her face. She was clear in her mind that the purpose of Qin Zongheng's visit this time was what.

  "Oh. Let him in." Wen Ren Mu Yue's face was expressionless, saying calmly.

  "Miss, how can you refuse him?" Ma Yue asked with concern.

  "Refuse? Why refuse?" Wen Ren Mu Yue played with a fruit knife in her hand. "Since he wants me to attend his family's old man's 80th birthday, I'll just agree then."

  "Miss, are you going to agree with him?" Ma Yue was shocked. If that's the case, the Wen family will inevitably be swallowed up by the Qin family in the future.

  "I just attended the birthday banquet, and it has nothing to do with other things," said Wen Ren Mu Yue. "Go invite him in."

  "Yes. Miss." Ma Yue turned and left with a deep incomprehension. Her master's mind was not something that ordinary people could fathom.

  Qin Zongheng was a man who came in, wearing low-key but extraordinary suits, wearing Hermès flat glasses, fashionable and casual. From afar, it just looked like the son of a wealthy family, no one would have thought that this harmless-looking, elegant-looking man was the famous 'Intelligent Son' Qin Zongheng of Yanjing.

  "The most ideal working state is to rest for seven days a month. Wen Ren Muyue, you're working too hard." Qin Zongheng took off his plain glasses, revealing those warm and deep eyes, looking at Wen Ren Muyue with affection.

  "There are too many things to do. Can't idle around." Wen Ren Mu Yue didn't get up to greet him, pointing to the sofa across from her, indicating for him to take a seat.

  The man did not sit on the sofa close to the door, but pulled out a chair opposite Wen Ren Miao and sat down. It was originally used by subordinates who occasionally came in to report work.

  Just from his actions, it can be seen that this is a man who does not play by the rules and dislikes being controlled by others.

  Qin's two hands were placed on Wen Ren Muyue's spacious and clean office desk, with the ten fingers of his palms overlapping each other. When speaking to others, his eyes looked at them sincerely and attentively. It made people feel valued, without giving off an aggressive or obscene feeling.

  "Those who labor with their physical strength are at the bottom, those who labor with their intellect are in the middle, and those who labor with their humanity are at the top. When you hear that a family has produced many talented people, it's always possible to find someone to help share your worries." Qin Zongheng said.

  Wen Ren Mu Yue's cold eyes cast over, and he said in a chilly tone: "Is Qin Da Shao saying that I'm very foolish?"

  Qin Zongheng was not intimidated by Mu Yues's attitude of keeping people at arm's length. He still had a gentle demeanor, with a confident smile on his face, and said: "Mu Yue, you understand, I didn't mean it that way. I just pity your hard work. I don't want you to be a strong woman, if possible, I'd rather have you as a pampered flower vase."

  "Thanks. I am who I am. I won't change anything for anyone. Nor can I be changed." Wen Ren Mu Yue said coldly. "What is the young master's purpose in coming here?"

  Qin Zongheng knew that the woman was trying to change the subject, and he wasn't in a hurry either. Smiling, he said: "Has Xiao Zhao not told you? In a few days, it's Grandfather's 80th birthday, and I'd like to invite you to attend the banquet. You also know that among the younger generation, Grandfather appreciates you the most. If you can make it, he'll be extremely happy."

  (Sorry. Something came up today and I went out, got back late.)