Her lips resemble Lin Fengzhi, Lu Muchi's mistress, who slapped him in the original text.
Lu Muchi's expression changed instantly. He hadn't expected to run into Xia Yang today. Before knowing Yan Heqing, Xia Yang was the one who most resembled Lin Fengzhi. He had even slept with Xia Yang for a while. He quickly told Yan Heqing, " Qingqing, wait for me here. I'll be right back."
He pulled Xia Yang away.
Yan Heqing remained motionless, observing his surroundings with an expressionless face.
It was quickly identified.
Zhao Weifang knew Yan Heqing had arrived immediately. Taking advantage of the fact that they were both Beijing University, he held his wine glass and quickly walked towards him, his face full of ingratiating smiles, "Junior, you've come! Do you remember me? We met at school before!"
Yan Heqing smiled. "I remember."
I remember it very clearly.
Meanwhile, at the winery entrance, the security guard checked the invitations, collected Chu Ziyu and Lu Lin's phones, and then let them in.
Chu Ziyu complained, "With so many inspections, it must be a complete mess inside, a real eyesore."
After he finished complaining, he wanted Lu Lin's approval, but there was no sound for a long time. He turned his head and saw Lu Lin walking towards the long corridor on the left.
Chu Ziyu knew Lu Lin must have something to do, so he didn't follow. He loved to have fun, but he had absolutely no interest in these kinds of purposeful parties. So he turned around and left the winery to get his phone back and go back to his car to catch up on some sleep.
Lu Lin saw Lu Muchi pulling a man away from the hall from afar. He glanced at the bustling hall with clinking glasses and followed the two at a leisurely pace.
Chapter 115
Lu Muchi pulled Xia Yang to the small garden. Before he could shake Xia Yang off, Xia Yang snuggled into his arms, her soft, boneless hands touching his chest.
Lu Lin followed and saw Lu Muchi push Xia Yang aside and impatiently straighten his shirt.
The small garden was dimly lit, and a look of resentment flashed in Xia Yang's eyes.
Xia Yang didn't know Lin Fengzhi, but Lu Muchi always blindfolded him when they made love.
At first, he thought it was just for fun, but one time, halfway through, Lu Muchi called. Not only did Lu Muchi answer, but he also left him behind, still with his erection.
Xia Yang had guessed a little bit about it.
Later, after something happened, taking advantage of Lu Muchi's good mood, he asked him about it, and Lu Muchi generously replied that his lips resembled that precious darling.
Xia Yang was jealous. "He's more like your precious darling than I am?"
He was referring to Yan Heqing. Lu Muchi's gaze instantly turned cold as he grabbed Xia Yang by the collar, "You're not worthy to compare yourself to him."
"Get out of here right now, don't stand there in my way. I've given you enough already, so watch your mouth. He's my darling now, understand?"
Xia Yang's face immediately turned ugly. Lu Muchi released his grip and said coldly, "What, do I have to find someone to take you home?"
Openly kicking him out made Xia Yang extremely embarrassed, and he walked quickly toward the gate.
After Xia Yang walked away, Lu Muchi took out his phone and dialed a number.
"The license plate number is—" he told Yan Heqing the license plate number from the car opposite, "Make it look nice, make it obvious to him that it was done by someone. You know the consequences."
Lu Muchi, and the small garden became quiet again.
In the shade of the grapevines, Lu Lin's eyes were deep with emotion. He had already received news that Lu Muchi was preparing a marriage proposal ceremony at the Heavenly Bay Mountain.
It looks like it'll be tonight.
Is this the last thing Yan Heqing wants to do?
Lu Lin then realized it wasn't that simple.
Yan Heqing wouldn't come to such a chaotic place without a reason; there must be something else going on.
Having sorted out his thoughts, Lu Lin entered the main hall through a different door.
At this moment, Zhao Weifang was still trying to get closer to Yan Heqing.
During this period, he was the one who knew best how much Lu Muchi cared about Yan Heqing, but he didn't know the reason. He just thought that since he hadn't gotten her yet, Lu Muchi was still in the new phase, and he didn't care how far things had progressed between them. He just wanted to build a relationship.
"Junior, things will be much easier for you from now on." Zhao Weifang handed Yan Heqing a glass of wine. "With A-Chi your backer, you won't have to worry about any quotas or recommendations. No wonder you dared to switch to biology."
It's a common understanding that biology majors don't make money.
Zhao Weifang believes that Yan Heqing's switch to biology was supported by Lu Muchi's funding.
One cannot pursue dreams without eating; only when one is well-fed can one chase dreams.
He handed over the wine glass and got to the point, "You don't know yet, do you? I'm the one who introduced you to A-Chi."
Yan Heqing didn't answer, replying simply, "I know."
Zhao Weifang, thick-skinned and unconcerned, searched around, "Where did A-Chi go? Isn't he coming back?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Lu Muchi returned, holding a glass of wine. Seeing Zhao Weifang, he raised an eyebrow. "You're here too."
Zhao Weifang bowed slightly and said with a fawning smile, "You can't miss Boss Luo's wine tasting."
Lu Muchi ignored him and stepped forward to Yan Heqing with a smile, "Try it, the drink Luo Song mixed for you."
Luo Song followed shortly after.
He had a good relationship with Lu Muchi and knew how important Yan Heqing was to Lu Muchi, so he was very friendly. "My name is Luo Song, the owner of Luopu Winery."
Zhao Weifang seized the opportunity to interject, "It's a rare sight to see Boss Luo personally mix drinks; only you, junior, have this privilege."
Lu Muchi knew Yan Heqing didn't like such talk and was worried that Yan Heqing would get angry again. Just as he was about to change the subject, Yan Heqing took the wine, turned around and handed it to Zhao Weifang, smiling and saying, "Then let's use this to our advantage. This drink is for you, senior."
Everyone else was stunned.
Zhao Weifang sensed Lu Muchi's displeasure, and her smile became somewhat forced. "Boss Luo specially prepared this for you, isn't it...?"
Luo Song, always eager for drama, said, " Mr. Yan is a distinguished guest; there's nothing wrong with that."
Lu Muchi's eyes grew even colder, and Zhao Weifang felt like she was being pricked by thorns, so she still didn't dare to answer.
It wasn't until Lu Muchi casually said, "Just take it if I tell you to," that he thanked him profusely, accepted the drink, and downed it in one gulp.
He had just put down his glass when another was handed to him. Yan Heqing's eyes were still curved in a smile. "This glass is for you, senior. Thank you for taking care of me at school."
Zhao Weifang inwardly groaned. He wasn't a big drinker, and after a few drinks, plus this strong one, he was starting to feel the effects. But Yan Heqing offered it to him, so he had no choice but to take it and drink it down. "It's nothing, nothing at all."