Chapter 7: A Chance Encounter 1

Lu Jingchen didn’t pay attention to Zhang Qiyao’s inner turmoil.

He took out his phone, saved a number in his contacts, and pinned it to the top.

After thinking for a while, he opened WeChat and hesitated for a moment before adding the number to his contacts.

He got up and went upstairs.

“I’m going out later, I have a gathering. Tell Grandpa Jiang what you want to eat, he’ll have someone arrange it. Don’t plan anything for me.”

Lu Jingchen had arranged a gathering with some friends tonight.

He went to the bedroom, took a shower, changed into a new set of clothes, and went downstairs to drive out.

West Mansion.

Second-floor private room.

Chengxu and Ji Feng had been there for over half an hour.

“I say, why hasn’t Jingchen arrived yet? We’ve been here for half an hour.”

Chengxu took a drag of his cigarette.

They had both been there for half an hour, but Lu Jingchen still hadn’t arrived. He was starting to doubt if Lu Jingchen had forgotten about them.

Ji Feng, on the other hand, was more composed.

“He might be delayed by something. He should be here soon.”

He opened the window for some ventilation, turned around, picked up the wine glass on the table, and took a sip.

Moments later, the door to the private room was pushed open.

Lu Jingchen walked in.

“I was delayed by something, sorry.”

The three of them had grown up together, and their families knew each other.

Ji Feng poured Lu Jingchen a glass of wine. He raised his hand, “I’m driving tonight, no alcohol.”

Chengxu and Ji Feng were both taken aback.

Chengxu rolled his eyes, “What do you mean? You invited us out, and you’re not drinking? You want us to drink?”

Lu Jingchen poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and put the glass down. He tugged at his collar.

He looked up, his eyes cold as he looked at Chengxu.

“You can also choose not to drink, you can drink water.”

Ji Feng couldn’t help but laugh.

Lu Jingchen leaned back on the sofa, took out his phone, opened his contacts, looked at the pinned number and let his thoughts wander.

Program noticed that his mood was off today, and he exchanged a glance with Ji Feng, giving him a wink.

Ji Feng held back the urge to roll his eyes and leaned forward.

“You seem a bit off today. Is there something going on at the company?”

It shouldn’t be, Lu Group is booming, making headlines on CCTV every other day.

Lu Jingchen glanced at the two of them and said calmly, “It’s a personal matter.”

Ji Feng wasn’t worried when he heard that.

“What’s to be afraid of? It can’t be that our Young Master Lu is having trouble chasing a woman, can it?”

Ji Feng swore it was just a joke.

Countless women in Beijing have tried to chase after this Mr. Lu, after all, he’s handsome and rich.

Lu Jingchen gave him a cold, indifferent look.

Ji Feng froze for a moment, feeling a chill run down his spine. He then noticed Lu Jingchen’s expression wasn’t right.

“Did I hit the nail on the head? You, Mr. Lu, also have someone you can’t get?”

Lu Jingchen picked up his cup and took another sip of water.

Chasing someone? It’s more likely that she doesn’t even recognize him now.

He didn’t respond, picked up his jacket and draped it over his hand, stood up, and gave them a cold, indifferent look. “I’m leaving.”

The next second, Mr. Lu left the private room without looking back, leaving Program and Ji Feng in the room, questioning their existence.

After a while, Program was the first to react.

“What the hell is wrong with Lu Jingchen? He called us out and then left us hanging here?”

Ji Feng didn’t say anything. He thought for a moment, Lu Jingchen’s reaction today was indeed unusual.

He smiled, “Alright, I think our Mr. Lu got rejected somewhere and decided to drown his sorrows with us, but couldn’t even manage that.”

Lu Jingchen walked out of the private room, went downstairs, and got into his car.

As he got into the car, he glanced out the window and saw a familiar figure. He paused, took out his phone and called his younger sister.