Treating Herself as the Mistress?

Song Shi'an took out his phone, found the Matchmaking Hall he had added years ago, and directly signed up for the highest-tier membership.

Faced with such a generous benefactor, the matchmaker was exceptionally enthusiastic.

[Young man, fill in your basic information, and I'll put you up on the wall right away!]

Song Shi'an filled in his details. When the matchmaker saw his qualifications, she was very satisfied.

[Young man, do you have any requirements for your other half?]

At the mention of the word "requirements," Lu Mingyu's handsome face immediately surfaced in Song Shi'an's mind, along with that slim waist, sculpted abs, and long legs.

Coming back to his senses, Song Shi'an wanted nothing more than to slap himself twice.

Was he crazy? Why was Lu Mingyu the first person he thought of when it came to requirements?

Shaking his head, Song Shi'an tapped the screen. [As long as it feels right.]

Matchmaker: [Alright. There's a gathering at our place this weekend. Come over and try getting along with some of the girls.]

Song Shi'an let out a breath, figuring that after spending some time around those girls, these ridiculous thoughts would probably fade away.

When he arrived at the company,

he went to Lu Mingyu's office. Rarely, Lu Mingyu had not come to work that day.

He asked the other colleagues in the office, but they also said they had no idea.

There was a meeting scheduled for the afternoon.

As time passed, Song Shi'an called Lu Mingyu.

The phone rang for quite a while before it was answered.

"President Lu, does the four o'clock meeting this afternoon need to be postponed?" Song Shi'an asked.

Lu Mingyu's deep voice carried a trace of exhaustion. "No. I'm on the way. I'll be there soon."

After hanging up, Song Shi'an felt that Lu Mingyu's voice had sounded a little strange today.

Could it be that he had been implicated because of Fu Jingyan and gotten lectured by the elders?

At three fifty, Lu Mingyu arrived at the company right on time. Song Shi'an had already prepared the documents and handed them over to him.

However, Lu Mingyu had also brought Lu Tingting with him today.

Before heading to the meeting room, Lu Mingyu reminded Lu Tingting, "Tingting, stay in the office later. Don't run around."

Lu Tingting was somewhat dissatisfied. "I'm not a three-year-old. Aren't you being way too controlling?"

A hint of helplessness appeared in Lu Mingyu's eyes. He turned to Song Shi'an. "Assistant Song, you don't need to attend the meeting later. Keep an eye on Tingting."

Song Shi'an nodded and took Lu Tingting to the CEO's office.

Lu Tingting sat on the sofa, bored. Resting her chin on her hand, she looked Song Shi'an over. "Assistant Song, what kind of person is my brother usually?"

Song Shi'an blurted out, "President Lu is wise and formidable, decisive and efficient. He is also kind and amiable to his subordinates. He is a rare and excellent leader."

Pfft—

After hearing him, Lu Tingting laughed without restraint.

Her eyes curved as amusement colored her voice. "With my brother's icy personality, how is he even remotely related to the word 'amiable'?"

Song Shi'an shut his mouth. He couldn't exactly badmouth his boss in front of his boss's little sister. He wasn't an idiot!

With nothing else to do, Lu Tingting simply started chatting with Song Shi'an. "Assistant Song, do you want to know why my brother came to the company so late today?"

No, I don't want to know!

Song Shi'an said, "That is President Lu's business. I have no right to ask about it."

Lu Tingting did not care in the slightest and spilled everything out in one breath. "Because last night, my brother's first love, Sister Churan, returned to the country."

Jiang Churan?!

In the original novel, Jiang Churan was Lu Mingyu's first love and cherished white moonlight.

Just as the male and female leads' feelings were gradually warming up and the atmosphere between them was becoming increasingly ambiguous, Jiang Churan, the white moonlight Lu Mingyu held in his heart, suddenly returned to the country.

Jiang Churan was ill and needed a kidney transplant. As luck would have it, the female lead happened to be a match.

After that, the male lead asked the female lead to donate a kidney. She refused for the sake of the child in her womb, and the two parted on bad terms. Later, for the sake of his white moonlight, the male lead personally sent the female lead onto the operating table.

The female lead knew some medicine. She woke up during the anesthesia and escaped from the operating table.

Then came her running away while pregnant, only to return five years later with the child.

But... the female lead did not have anything in her belly now!

And the relationship between the male and female leads was hard to put into words at the moment.

Seeing that Song Shi'an did not respond, Lu Tingting continued asking, "Assistant Song, aren't you curious? What kind of person would someone as chaste and self-disciplined as my brother like?"

Song Shi'an smiled. "Miss Lu, that is President Lu's private matter. As a subordinate, it would not be appropriate for me to discuss it."

"It's fine. I promise I won't tell my brother!" Lu Tingting vowed solemnly.

Even so, he would not discuss it. He still understood the principle that trouble came from one's mouth.

Seeing that Song Shi'an truly was not curious, Lu Tingting pouted in disappointment. "You really are a block of wood."

It was rare for Lu Tingting to have someone around. She did not need Song Shi'an to respond and simply continued on her own.

"My brother and Sister Churan were practically childhood sweethearts. They went to school together through high school, but unfortunately, Sister Churan went abroad after graduating. Once she left, she was gone for eight years."

"Over those eight years, my brother must have thought about Sister Churan every moment of every day. So yesterday, the moment Sister Churan returned, my brother hurried home."

"Ah, what a romantic childhood-sweethearts love story. I'm so envious. After not seeing each other for eight years, my brother and Sister Churan must have had so much to say."

As she spoke, Lu Tingting wore a dreamy expression.

Song Shi'an could not hold back any longer and asked, "President Lu and Miss Jiang really haven't met in eight years?"

Lu Tingting nodded. "That's right."

"Then why do you think President Lu likes her?" Song Shi'an asked.

Lu Tingting did not react at first and answered instinctively, "Because they were childhood sweethearts and had a great relationship. When Sister Churan went abroad, my brother even secretly wiped away tears."

"Then why didn't President Lu buy a plane ticket and visit her overseas?" Song Shi'an asked.

Silence. Dead silence.

That question left Lu Tingting completely speechless.

Her mouth opened, but she could not force out a single word.

Song Shi'an was genuinely curious. Why did there always have to be some white moonlight abroad? It was not as if they could not afford plane tickets. Even if work was busy, surely they could have found time over eight years to visit.

Knock, knock—

A knock sounded at the door.

The office door was pushed open, and a beautiful woman in a cheongsam walked in.

She wore her hair in a classical style, and her movements were graceful and elegant as she walked forward.

"Sister Churan! Why did you come here?" Lu Tingting stood and jogged over to Jiang Churan, calling out to her.

Jiang Churan smiled gently. "Didn't you say you were holding a welcome party for me tonight? I saw that it was about time, so I came here to wait for Mingyu."

Lu Tingting took her over to the sofa. "My brother is still in a meeting, so you'll probably have to wait a while. Come sit for a bit."

Jiang Churan followed Lu Tingting to the sofa.

Jiang Churan seemed to have only just noticed that there was someone else in the room. She looked toward Song Shi'an, her voice pausing slightly. "And this is..."

Lu Tingting introduced him with casual familiarity. "He's my brother's assistant. Just call him Assistant Song."

Jiang Churan smiled softly. "Assistant Song, thank you for taking care of Mingyu for me these past few years."

Was she treating herself as the mistress of the house?