Cheng Buxi wisely shut up. In other words, today's main event was the arranged meeting. The suit fitting was just a pretext. The real goal was to set her up with that Yang family second son.
...
When they arrived at Yiguan, Mrs. Yang was already there. Upon meeting, she gave Cheng Buxi an expensive gift—a limited edition from Laopu Gold.
After the pleasantries, Madam Bai smiled broadly: "Let the young people talk among themselves. We won't stay here as chaperones."
"By the way, where is Xiao Xu?"
The other main character hadn't shown up yet. Mrs. Yang said the parking spots nearby were all taken, so he was parking the car. As she finished speaking, a figure appeared at the entrance. She covered her mouth with a laugh, "Here he comes."
The doorbell rang, and the door of Yiguan swung open. A young man in a custom sapphire blue suit walked into view.
He had an extraordinary presence, noble and ostentatious, clearly a son of a high-ranking official.
"A Xu, come. This is your Aunt Lu. Say hello," Mrs. Yang called out.
Just then, Cheng Buxi looked up at him, and he also looked at her. Their eyes met, but instead of quickly looking away, they calmly appraised each other. The magnetic field between them was stable and harmonious—at least a nodding acquaintance.
The young man stood still and greeted politely: "Aunt Lu."
"My, how you've grown. You've become so tall," Madam Bai said, pleased. "I still remember when you were little..."
Her reminiscing seemed endless. Then Lu Tingzhou appeared behind her—with a colder, more mature face—and everyone stopped talking.
He was slightly taller, and he subconsciously bent down when entering.
Jingle.
The vintage bell on the door chimed crisply.
All attention shifted to him. He was now the most influential and powerful chairman in the industry. Everyone wanted to curry favor with him, especially since the two families had marriage plans.
Cheng Buxi straightened up, composed herself, and dutifully called out: "Brother."
"Tingzhou is here," Madam Bai said, feigning reproach. "You're finally here."
He was often away, elusive. Mrs. Yang hadn't seen him in years. She looked him up and down, full of approval. She also had a niece who was in the marriage pool. Since the Lu family was so prominent, if she could get her niece in, it would be a blessing. She thought she would mention it later.
Madam Bai smiled at the young people: "Alright, enough small talk. The kids are all here."
After greeting her brother, Cheng Buxi quietly faded into the background.
Standing together, the Second Young Master of the Yang family looked slim and aristocratic. In comparison, the broad-shouldered, older Lu Tingzhou appeared more mature and full, with a stronger sense of presence.
...
Cheng Buxi walked slowly behind her brother and mother.
Her thick hair was pinned back on both sides, revealing a complete, snow-white face. She wore a little Chanel-style jacket. She was slender and fair, especially her straight, well-proportioned calves. Overall, she looked bright and glamorous, with a rich heiress vibe.
Lu Tingzhou noticed her good complexion and kept looking back, but she was absent-minded and didn't even walk in a straight line.
Madam Bai was visibly in a good mood. She said softly to him: "Koukou is making things easy for me today. Look at her outfit—it suits her so well."
Hearing this, his throat tightened. The slight smile on his lips faded, replaced by a difficult-to-read scrutiny in his eyes, with a hint of dangerous tenderness.
He had thought that her pretty clothes and carefully applied orange-tinted makeup were arranged by his mother, but it turned out she had chosen them voluntarily.
From her tone, he could tell she had put a lot of thought into this meeting, dressing so beautifully. He thought she was taking it seriously.
What did that mean? It meant she cared about the person she was about to meet—the Second Young Master of the Yang family. A flash of anger suddenly crept into his brows. For some reason, he felt a lump in his chest.
Was she really interested in the boy she was about to meet? Did she... like him? The moment this thought arose, he became unsettled.
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Author's Note: This is just the beginning [laughing and crying]
Brother, if you knew that your sister dressed up so nicely to meet Ning Er, wouldn't you flip the table? [smirk]