Dear Mr. Lu Chapter 26
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4 months ago
"Is it appropriate for me to entertain your guests, sir?" Luo Wencheng was surprised.
"There is nothing inappropriate about it." Lu Chong said, "It happens to be someone you know as well."
The person who visited Lu Chong was also someone he knew, and Lu Chong made a point mentioning it.
"Could it be… could it be Luo Wenhao?"
Lu Chong was a little surprised: "Why did you think of Luo Wenhao at once?"
"Guessed." Luo Wencheng lowered his eyes and slowly petted the cat. "The biggest and most well-informed family in Haining now is the Luo family. The first person to visit you, sir, is probably one of them. You also said that it is someone I know, sir, so I could only think of the Luo family."
"Then why must it be Luo Wenhao?" Lu Chong asked.
"My dad…" Luo Wencheng paused, "Luo Kaifang is the head of the family after all, and he is proud of his status. He wouldn't condescend to running over in such a hurry. It is most appropriate for his eldest son to visit."
Lu Chong smiled: "How did you end up with a reputation as a straw bag while being like this?"
Luo Wencheng was a little embarrassed: "This is just very simple logic, everyone can think of it."
Yes, everyone can think of it, but it took him such a short time and his tone was flat and affirmative; obviously he was convinced of his guess.
Confident; Lu Chong added another trait to his perception of Luo Wencheng.
Lu Chong couldn't help but wonder if the child in front of him and the uneducated, impulsive and irascible Luo Wencheng described in the investigation file were the same person.
The Luo family was really toxic.
Luo Wencheng said hesitantly: "Sir, can I not see him?"
"Why?"
Luo Wencheng moved his lips, his eyes flashed slightly, but he couldn't say anything.
There were too many reasons, but in a nutshell, he didn't want to see any of them. The experience of being abandoned and thrown out was too painful and embarrassing, and he didn't want to face it again.
But it would be too cowardly to say it out loud.
At this moment, the butler came in: "Sir, the two young masters of the Luo family are here."
"Two?" Lu Chong raised his eyebrows slightly, saw Luo Wencheng's body stiffen and said, "Let them in."
Luo Wenhao was dressed very formally, with a respectful and humble smile on his face, and his always straight figure was slightly bent to show respect.
When he came in, he said apologetically: "Jiuye is still eating, we are early. Jiuye, take your time, we will wait…"
As he said that, he glanced at the person sitting across the table, interested to see who could be here at this time, sharing a meal with Lu Jiuye. He didn't hear that Lu Chong came to Haining with a little lover in tow, ah.
Not to mention Luo Wenhao, Luo Wenjun, who followed in obediently behind him, caught sight of another figure and his heart sank and then flooded with acidity. There was someone beside Lu Jiuye? Wasn't he here to recuperate from his injuries?
However, there had never been a shortage of people around Lu Jiuye, and whoever could stay long enough depended on their ability.
Although Luo Wenjun was not happy with his height, he was quite confident in his appearance. He knew that powerful men liked his style, not to mention the fact that he fit Lu Jiuye's tastes perfectly.
The two brothers with their own thoughts looked at Luo Wencheng at the same time, and recognised him at the same time.
Luo Wenhao's heart sank suddenly, and Luo Wenjun, whose self-control was a little worse, shouted, "Luo Wencheng?!"
Luo Wencheng, who was sitting at the table and feeding the cat, slowly raised his head. He didn't give Luo Wenjun half a look but just glanced at Luo Wenhao. The expression in his eyes became complicated for a moment, then he looked away and continued to play with the cat, as if he didn't know this person at all.
He was also wearing a white shirt, slightly more complicated than Lu Chong's. The white shirt on Lu Chong was noble and elegant, but on Luo Wencheng it was clean and fresh. His pale pink lips were slightly pursed, showing a sense of alienation and stubbornness, but also making him full of vitality.
Compared to Luo Wenjun who was more jealous than shocked, Luo Wenhao was more shocked. The last time he saw Luo Wencheng was when he had just been released from prison. At that time, he was completely different from the delicate and fresh young man in front of him.
No wonder he couldn't be found anywhere! It turned out he had a backer!
Luo Wenhao was extremely angry in his heart, and his face became gloomy. Fortunately, he still remembered where he was. He glared at Luo Wenjun to stop his uncouth scream and smiled slightly at Luo Wencheng with a hint of surprise, just like a kind elder brother meeting his younger brother who hadn't been seen for a long time.
"Ah Cheng, what are you doing here? I was so angry when I heard that Wenjun had gone to mess with you. But when I went to the bar to find you, they said you had quit. I was very worried about you."
I was very worried about you.
This sentence was very sincere, full of concern and relief, and there was a bit of complaint in Luo Wenhao's tone, as if he was complaining that Luo Wencheng hadn't gone to him when something happened. The image of a kind and conscientious elder brother was portrayed to perfection.
Luo Wencheng thought mockingly: the Luo family really consisted of actors. In this way, he was also quite like the Luo family; otherwise how could he be so neat when he played his role in front of Lu Chong?
He couldn't help but look at Lu Chong across the table.
Lu Chong mistakenly thought he was asking for help, and nodded slightly to him with gentle encouragement in his eyes.
Luo Wencheng's eyes widened a little, and he suddenly understood why Lu Chong told him to stay.
Was this… to let him deal with Luo Wenhao?
Luo Wenhao watched the two of them exchanging glances in front of him, and his anger became more intense. Then, before he could say anything, Luo Wencheng looked at him and said formally: "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Luo. Your brother went to my place of work to make a scene. It is excusable, it's just been a few years since he returned to the Luo family. He can't be held accountable if he didn't receive the proper upbringing. It's just that Mr. Luo still needs to discipline him well. Bringing him here to see Mr. Lu, is it for business or personal matters, and isn't it inappropriate if it's for business?"
Luo Wenhao's face changed, as if he had been punched.
How dare he talk to him like this, not even giving him face in front of Lu Chong!
Luo Wenjun, on the other hand, was incredulous and then exploded in anger. This bastard had actually scolded him for not having proper upbringing!
He couldn't help but sneer, "Second Brother is very sharp-tongued now. Oh, I forgot, Second Brother has always been like this. Before he went to prison, he used to get in a lot of trouble and fought a lot. Daddy was so angry that he was hospitalised. Now Second Brother even disrespects Big Brother. I said that you put me in a sack and beat me up, but Big Brother still spoke for you."
He emphasised the word "prison", as if underlining it, so that Lu Chong could be disgusted with Luo Wencheng.
In Luo Wenjun's opinion, no matter how spicy a man's tastes were, he would never look at someone who had been in prison. Who knew what happened in places like that; one could look innocent on the surface and be dirty long ago on the inside.
Lu Jiuye still kept Luo Wencheng around, he probably didn't know that he had been in prison.
After being in prison he also picked up a bad habit of beating up his younger brother and disrespecting his elder brother…
Luo Wenjun was racking his brains to represent Luo Wencheng in a certain way. Unexpectedly, Luo Wencheng was not alarmed; he raised his eyes, glanced at him coldly and said: "Luo Wenjun, it seems that that beating didn't scare you enough."
The big cat on his lap also glared, made an offensive posture and showed sharp teeth: "Meow!"
Luo Wenjun took a step back in fright.
What a fierce cat!
Lu Chong's face darkened as he finally said, "If the two of you come here just to scold my guest, forgive me for not entertaining you. Uncle Ding…"
The butler appeared, ready to send them away.
Luo Wenhao said hurriedly: "Mr. Lu, apart from paying a visit, I still would like to talk to you about cooperation. I heard that you want to start a big project in Haining."
Lu Chong's gaze was indifferent: "Are you threatening me in your capacity as the richest family in Haining?"
Luo Wenhao felt goosebumps, bowed and said, "No, no, who is Lu Jiuye and who are we? Who would dare to threaten you? What I mean is that the Luo family is willing to go all out to help you with this project, as a compensation for the two ships mistakenly straying into your territory."
Lu Chong picked up the coffee and took a sip, "The Luo family is willing to help? Apart from your Luo family, there are many people in Haining who can 'help' me, but they wouldn't dare to point fingers at my guests."
Luo Wenhao's heart tightened, and he scolded Luo Wenjun: "Apologise to Ah Cheng!"
"Big Brother!" Luo Wenjun's eyes widened.
"Apologise immediately!" Luo Wenhao's eyes were menacing.
Luo Wenjun shivered, gritted his teeth and said to Luo Wencheng unwillingly and resentfully: "I'm sorry."
From the previous life to the present, it was the first time one of the Luo family apologised to him, even if reluctantly.
Luo Wencheng was almost in a daze.
His goal of rebirth, the thing he thought he would have to spend a year carefully planning to achieve, had just been accomplished in one small step.
He looked at Lu Chong; it was because of this man, because he backed him up.
"What's the matter?" Lu Chong asked softly.
Luo Wencheng's eyes were red.
He lowered his head: "Sir, I'm full, so I'll leave first."
"Go ahead," Lu Chong said gently.
Luo Wencheng walked all the way to the garden holding Ribs before suddenly stopping and covering his heart with one hand, feeling the faint throbbing there.
"Ah ah ah, Ribs!" He pressed his face to the cat's belly, muffling his voice.
"Meow? Meow meow meow?" Ribs froze for a while, then thought he was playing with her and happily pedalled with all her four paws.
Luo Wencheng was excited for a while and then calmed down, savouring the aftertaste of the scene just now.
Luo Wenhao's gloom and forbearance, Luo Wenjun's jealousy and fear, his distorted face when he apologised, really, it was… He could eat an extra bowl of rice today.
Of course, this was not enough; the Luo family, they were far from even being called bruised.
Dear Mr. Lu Chapter 27
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4 months ago
Luo Wenjun, left hanging in the living room, looked at Luo Wenhao at a loss, stunned. He had already apologised, what now?
He bit his lower lip with a look of helplessness and humiliation, and glanced at Lu Chong, but Lu Chong continued to drink coffee quietly, not even looking at him.
Luo Wenjun was a little disappointed.
Luo Wenhao simply wanted to rip off this idiot's head: "Why don't you follow and apologise?"
"Big Brother…" He had apologised, did he want him to apologise again? Wasn't this too much?
Lu Chong finally put down the cup, picked up a napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth: "Mr. Luo said that there was business to discuss?"
"Yes, yes!" Luo Wenhao said hurriedly.
Luo Wenjun also said, "Yes, let's get to the point, why don't we go to the study to talk?" Lu Chong was coming to his help, right? Did it mean that…
Lu Chong got up and walked out of the living room. Luo Wenjun thought that his suggestion had been accepted and was very excited. He was just about to follow, but he didn't expect an arm to stretch out to stop him.
Uncle Ding, the butler, had a standard smile on his face: "When Master talks about business, he doesn't like the presence of unrelated people."
"This… me…"
Luo Wenhao turned his head: "Go out and wait." Couldn't this idiot see that Lu Chong was not only not interested in him, but even didn't want to look at him?
After speaking, he hurriedly followed Lu Chong, while Luo Wenjun was driven out. Luo Wenjun couldn't believe it. He felt suffocating but he didn't dare to vent. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Luo Wencheng had said something in front of Lu Chong. He looked around and didn't see Luo Wencheng, so he decided to find him and ask clearly.
However, after only a few steps, a man appeared out of nowhere and looked at him unkindly: "Guest, please don't walk around at will. Wait in the reception room prepared for you."
"The… the scenery here is so beautiful, I just wanted to take a look."
"This is not a park." The man said coldly. Although he didn't show any other expressions, Luo Wenjun felt that he was mocking him. Ashamed, he could only go back and wait in a daze.
Before long, Luo Wenhao also came out, his face grim.
Luo Wenjun's heart thumped when he saw this. He asked cautiously, "Big Brother, how did your talks go? Did Lu Jiuye promise to release our ships?" He added indignantly, "It's all because Second Brother refused to speak for us, holding a grudge about the past!"
Luo Wenhao turned his head and looked at him: "Do you really not know who is to blame that the things can't be discussed?"
Luo Wenjun was shocked: "Big Brother, I was really angry that Second Brother was rude to you just now, so I couldn't help but scold him, and I have already apologised…"
"So it's actually my fault?" Luo Wenhao smiled, but his eyes were cold, "Do you know that Ah Cheng was almost killed by you?"
"What?"
"You have also long known that that bar belongs to Lu Chong."
"Big Brother?"
"Lu Chong said that he had reservations about the integrity and ability of the Luo family that had brought up such a dark-minded and smarmy person."
Luo Wenjun was struck by lightning.
Luo Wenhao glanced at him without a trace of emotion, turned and got into the car, ordering the driver to move.
Luo Wenjun was left where he was, sprayed with a faceful of car exhaust.
……
Luo Wencheng didn't know what was happening after he left. He played with the cat for a while and when he went back, Luo Wenhao had already left.
He was surprised: "He left so soon, didn't he want to talk to you about cooperation, sir?"
"That depends on whether I am willing to talk to him or not." Lu Chong looked at him intently, "Were you upset just now?"
"No, no!" Luo Wencheng said hurriedly, "Sir, you protected me and supported me. I, I was very touched."
So those rabbit-red eyes just now were because of him?
Lu Chong chuckled.
He said, "It's good that you don't mind me meddling."
"How could I! I wanted to retaliate against them for a long time, but I didn't have a chance and I didn't dare. Just now, both of them were about to explode in anger but they had to pretend that nothing was wrong. I, I feel very happy."
Lu Chong nodded secretly. As soon as Luo Wencheng was released from prison, he ran to the Luo family and begged to be taken in. He thought the young man was still attached to the Luo family.
Luo Wencheng continued: "I used to be stupid. I couldn't let go, couldn't bear it. But I have died once. All I know now is that I would be dead without you, sir. Compared to the Luo family, you're the one who is good to me, sir."
Lu Chong's heart jumped a little; he said, "It's a good thing to let go of the Luo family. They are just a small player. You are the one I protect now. You don't need to be afraid of them, and you don't need to take them seriously. In the future when I am around, you can scold them whatever way you want… but in front of other people, you just need to ignore them."
Luo Wencheng nodded obediently, "I know, I don't want to deal with them anymore."
The way he nodded obediently was like a primary school student who listened to a lesson carefully. It made one want to touch his head. Lu Chong coughed softly and couldn't help but say more gently, "I'm afraid it won't be easy. If you don't go to them, they will still come to you. Just remember, fighting in front of others will only make you lose your face. Learn to hide your emotions in front of others, whether you are happy or angry. If you are seen through, you will be at a disadvantage."
Luo Wencheng thought for a while: "I understand. Thank you for teaching me, sir."
Lu Chong said, "Do you have any plans for the future?"
Luo Wencheng was taken aback for a moment; his mind worked quickly, but his mouth blurted out: "I want to stay with you all the time, sir!"
Lu Chong smiled: "I mean, you are still young, do you want to continue studying?"
Luo Wencheng lowered his eyes and pondered. It was probably not a good thing to be Lu Chong's little tail every day; fragrant from afar was stinky from near. As long as he could be sure that he wouldn't be driven away, it was better to stay away appropriately, and he also needed some time alone.
He hesitated and said, "I want to continue studying. My grades were not good back then and I'm sure I'm even worse now." He raised his eyes and looked at Lu Chong, "If it's a university…"
The expectation in this little look couldn't be hidden. Lu Chong smiled: "Of course it's going to be a university. Do you want to take the entrance exam?"
Luo Wencheng smiled a little shyly, "Can I really go to university? My basic subjects are really poor. If I go to university, I must go through the back door."
"You just say which university and which major."
"It doesn't matter which university, just not too far. As for the major…" Luo Wencheng said, "I would like to draw."
Lu Chong nodded; his drawings were indeed very spiritual.
"There are several universities in the capital that specialise in arts."
Luo Wencheng asked: "Are you going back to Beijing soon, sir?"
"No, I won't be leaving in a year or two."
"Then I don't want to go to the capital either. The Haining Academy of Arts is also very good. It ranks in the top five art universities in the country, and the Fine Arts Department is very strong."
You know it so well?
Lu Chong said, "Good, I'll send someone to find out."
……
The Luo family.
Luo Kaifang and Luo Wenhao sat opposite each other for a long time without saying anything, and finally Luo Wenhao couldn't help but exclaim: "Father, just make a decision."
Luo Kaifang narrowed his eyes and put both his hands on his cane: "What do you think should be done?"
"Accept Luo Wencheng back."
Luo Kaifang was silent. When he thought of Luo Wencheng, he was reminded of how he had been deceived by a woman, the woman who had died more than ten years ago.
Raising someone else's son for eighteen years and being tricked by a woman was a disgrace! There were still people talking about this matter, especially after Luo Wencheng was released from prison.
Luo Kaifang wished that this person had never existed and even planned to get rid of him.
"Huh, your good brother, he's really using all his tricks to get back to the Luo family. He's forcing me!"
Luo Wenhao frowned, remembering the way Luo Wencheng looked at him in Lu Chong's house. He had a feeling that this matter was not so simple.
"Okay, if he wants to come back so much, let him come back!"
"Then I will immediately ask someone to clean up Luo Wenjun's room."
"Why do you want to move Xiao Jun?" Luo Kaifang disagreed.
Luo Wenhao said indifferently: "The room he lives in now originally belonged to Wencheng."
"No, I don't agree. There are so many rooms in the house, just find one for that bastard."
"Father." Luo Wenhao closed his eyes and said solemnly, "Since you decided to accept him back, why bother with such a trivial matter? Lu Chong values him very much now."
The words "values him very much" were emphasised.
Luo Kaifang's cheeks shook with anger, and he knocked his cane on the floor: "Fine, fine! It's the world of the young people now, I can't control it anymore!" As he said that, he left in anger. Although he grumbled, he actually gave in and agreed.
Luo Wenhao sighed and called the housekeeper: "Auntie Zhang, clean up the room."
"But what about Ershao… Oh no, it'll be Sanshao (Third Young Master)?"
"Find him another room."
"Yes."
Luo Wenjun hid at the entrance of the stairs, crept back to his room, picked up the pillow and smashed it desperately on the bed like crazy.
Luo Wencheng was coming back!
So what was he doing all these years?
He had already ruined Luo Wencheng, why, why would this happen again! Things were back to square one, no, not square one, this time Luo Wencheng had the upper hand, just because he caught Lu Chong!
And, and he knew Luo Wencheng had set him up back then! Thinking about the look in Luo Wencheng's eyes when he beat him up that night, Luo Wenjun couldn't help but feel a little chill down his back.
What would he do, what would he do when he came back?
Looking at the room full of his things, he wanted to smash them all up, tear down the room and burn it down. He couldn't let Luo Wencheng have it, he didn't deserve it!
But he could do nothing. Hearing the knock on the door and Auntie Zhang's call, he let out a long sigh. He had to rearrange the messy bed, smoothen his distorted face in front of the mirror and put on a well-behaved and somewhat aggrieved smile. Then he opened the door.
Dear Mr. Lu Chapter 28
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4 months ago
For the next two days, Luo Wencheng stayed in the villa, painting, reading and teasing the cat. Unsurprisingly, Luo Wenhao came, and came for two consecutive days, but Luo Wencheng never met with him.
On the third day, Uncle Ding, the butler, came back with something in his hands: "Mr. Luo, Luo Wenhao sent this and asked me to make sure to give it to you."
Luo Wencheng saw that it was two invitations. When he opened them, it turned out that he was invited to a reception banquet in Lu Chong's honour tomorrow night.
The other one was for Lu Chong, the honourable guest.
"A reception banquet? Will Mr. Lu go there?"
"That would be something to ask Master."
Lu Chong was going out every afternoon for the past two days. Luo Wencheng was inexperienced and if he followed, he would just be a hindrance, so he stayed quietly at home. Moreover, he could see that Lu Chong was not in a good mood every time he went out and came back, and he didn't want to annoy him.
"Then let's talk about it when Mr. Lu comes back, I'll do as he says."
Uncle Ding cheerfully put away the invitations: "Master thinks highly of Mr. Luo. It is the first time in so many years that Lao Ding has seen Master take anyone in and keep at home to protect him."
Luo Wencheng showed a hint of shyness and gratitude: "Mr. Lu is a good man. By the way, Uncle Ding, don't call me Mr. Luo, just call me Wencheng or Xiao Luo."
"Then I'll call you Xiao Luo. Alas, Master doesn't like to eat when he comes back these days, and it's useless to persuade him. So sad."
Luo Wencheng put away the book in his hand and asked in surprise, "Hasn't he eaten? When I asked him, he said he had eaten outside."
"That's for you not to worry. Master rarely eats outside. He always doesn't like to eat when he is in a bad mood. How can his health stand it?" Uncle Ding looked very concerned.
Luo Wencheng moved his lips and wanted to ask him why Lu Chong was in a bad mood, but in the end he didn't ask and said, "Can I help? Why don't I wait for Mr. Lu to come back and try to persuade him?"
He could see that the butler was telling him that for a reason, not because he was someone who liked to gossip; so he probably had an idea how Luo Wencheng could contribute.
Uncle Ding thought to himself that the child was really sensible, not asking questions he shouldn't ask, and his impression of Luo Wencheng got a little better.
"Can Xiao Luo cook?" Uncle Ding asked.
"You want me to cook for Mr. Lu? I haven't cooked much, and I don't know if I can." Luo Wencheng didn't say no. The grand gift package was there. Even if he was a beginner in cooking, he wouldn't do too badly. Moreover, in the past two days, he had nothing to contribute except for feeding and teasing the cat. Living here and eating for nothing was not okay in the long run.
Originally, he reluctantly made plans to warm Lu Chong's bed, but after two days, he was sure that Lu Chong didn't have the need in this regard. So the alternative was either to accompany Lu Chong to relieve his boredom, or help Lu Chong with something. He needed a certain position, otherwise he would be dispensable.
And now was an opportunity.
He thought for a while: "What does Mr. Lu usually prefer to eat?"
Uncle Ding said: "There is nothing Master particularly likes or dislikes. He is indifferent to everything, but he prefers to eat noodle soup when he has no appetite."
Noodles were certainly easier than a dinner of four dishes and soup with a perfect balance of meat and vegetables.
"Why don't I try? I probably won't do it well, though."
"It's still a token of your appreciation, so Master should give you some face and eat a few more bites." Uncle Ding was delighted and hurriedly pulled Luo Wencheng towards the kitchen.
The big cat, who was napping on the sofa, also jumped down and followed him, purring.
In the kitchen, the chef was worried about what to make for dinner, but when he found out that Luo Wencheng wanted to help, he welcomed him like a rescue mission and said solicitously, "What kind of noodles does Mr. Luo want to make? There are all the ingredients here, and the dough is also ready."
Luo Wencheng looked at the different colours and textures of the dough on the board and said, "I'll just make the simplest ramen, but since I want to express my heart with it, I'd like to start by making the dough myself. But my skills are too rusty, can I learn from the master first?"
"No problem!" The chef agreed eagerly. As long as he didn't need to worry about today's dinner, he was happy to let Luo Wencheng do the cooking.
Making noodles naturally started with mixing ingredients.
There was a lot to learn about how much high gluten flour to add, how much yeast to add, how much salt and how much water, how many times and when to add them, and how to knead the dough.
Since Luo Wencheng had to learn, he naturally needed to learn to be the most professional, so he was very serious and focused. He also learned well and quickly, causing the chef to praise him as someone with the potential of a good cook.
It took Luo Wencheng three times to master the technique, and the next step was to learn how to pull noodles.
Sprinkle some oil on the chopping board, cut a piece of the dough, knead and stretch it repeatedly, and when it is almost ready, the real pulling begins.
This is a very technical step. At first, the noodles will be uneven in thickness, or stuck together. But after a few times, you will be able to pull them out in a uniform, pliable and beautiful way.
The final step was the soup stock.
The stock Luo Wencheng made was the most complicated double-steamed stock. First, he made a plain broth, using a free-range hen and high-quality lean pork, boiling them over high heat to remove the foam, then added onion, ginger and wine and changed to low heat, keeping the lid slightly open.
Finally it had to be filtered twice and seasonings were added. Because it was cooked for a long time, it was called "double-steamed stock". This kind of soup was of the best quality.
Luo Wencheng first made a bowl of noodles for Uncle Ding and the chef to taste. The two of them opened their eyes wide and again and again said it was delicious. Luo Wencheng smiled and tasted it himself. How to put it, it shouldn't be considered the top delicacy, but eating it made one feel very comfortable. From the inside out, the whole person felt warmed up and refreshed, and all the fatigue and unpleasantness seemed to have disappeared at this moment.
Luo Wencheng thought to himself, the effect of the 20% bonus was extraordinary.
"Master is back!" Uncle Ding, who had gotten the news ahead of time, reported, "Five minutes to arrive."
Luo Wencheng nodded and quickly started making the ramen. When the noodles came out of the pot, he also added a hand-fried poached egg and chopped spring onions.
He was a little nervous about handing in his homework: "Uncle Ding, please take it over."
Uncle Ding: "Of course you should deliver the noodles you made. Master has already gone upstairs. He ate only a few sips of porridge in the morning and hasn't eaten again until now. Go ahead."
Luo Wencheng took a deep breath, picked up the tray and went upstairs. Ribs grunted and twisted her ass to climb the stairs with him.
The door of Lu Chong's study was already closed, and Luo Wencheng went over and knocked on it: "Sir?"
"Meow." Ribs also raised her paw and tapped on the door.
After a while, a low, cold voice came from inside: "Come in."
Luo Wencheng opened the door and saw the man who had taken off his suit coat and was wearing only a white shirt, sitting behind his desk, massaging his forehead with one hand, his eyes closed. His brows were furrowed and there was a chilling aura lingering on his body, as if he was a lion taking a nap that no one dared to approach.
But Luo Wencheng could see at a glance that he looked a little pale, and thought to himself that Lu Chong really did look like he hadn't eaten properly all day.
"Sir."
Lu Chong opened his eyes and saw that it was Luo Wencheng. His gaze eased and focused on the tray: "Did Uncle Ding ask you to bring it here? You don't have to do this as a guest."
Luo Wencheng said shyly: "Sir, I made this bowl of noodles. It's my first time cooking noodles and I wanted you to try them."
"You made it?" Lu Chong was a little surprised.
"Yes ah." Luo Wencheng put the bowl on the table, opened the lid, and a wonderfully tantalising fragrance wafted out. Ribs jumped onto Lu Chong's lap, then jumped to the table, squatted down by the noodle bowl and meowed, swatting her tail happily, a pair of round eyes staring at Lu Chong's face without blinking.
Dear Mr. Lu Chapter 29
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4 months ago
"You want some too?" Lu Chong teased his big cat with interest.
"Meow." The big cat slapped his hand away, tilted her head and looked at Luo Wencheng expectantly.
"No way." Luo Wencheng picked her up with a smile, "You've already eaten a bowl just now, and you'll be over the limit if you eat more. Look at the meat on your body."
He scratched the chubby cat's chin and was slapped with a paw.
"Sir, try it. I can improve it if you think it doesn't taste good."
Watching Luo Wencheng look at him with shining eyes, Lu Chong actually felt a bit stressed. The young man in front of him didn't know that his eyes looked the same as the eyes of a certain cat. After a pause, Lu Chong picked up his chopsticks.
Luo Wencheng said hurriedly: "Drink the soup first, you have to drink the soup first to eat noodles."
Lu Chong smiled, picked up a spoon and took a sip of the noodle soup.
Then, it turned out to be unexpectedly delicious. The stomach that had been hungry and tortured for many days was instantly comforted, almost making a sound of satisfaction.
Lu Chong raised his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him: "Was it your first time making noodles?"
"It doesn't count but, in fact, I practised all afternoon." Luo Wencheng sat down holding the big cat who couldn't eat noodles and was depressed. "Uncle Ding said that you like to eat noodles, sir. I live here and am taken care of by you, sir, and I can't do anything for you. If you like it, sir, I will do it for you every day in the future."
Lu Chong's eyelashes over his dark, deep eyes trembled slightly. He had heard a lot of flattering words, but none of them were more beautiful than the young man's words.
He picked up his chopsticks and slowly ate the noodles, his taste buds overwhelmed by the richness and beauty of the meal. He forgot how long it had been since he had eaten a proper meal like this.
Luo Wencheng looked at him with a smile for a while. This was Lu Chong's study, so he didn't dare to look around. He lowered his head and played with Ribs. When Lu Chong's chopsticks stopped moving, he glanced up and saw that the big bowl was nearly empty. He immediately showed a happy and relaxed smile as if he'd achieved great success: "Sir, do you want more?"
"Do you think I am a speed eating king?" Lu Chong said, "It's delicious, but don't cook it again. You are a guest, not a cook."
"I'm not a cook, I just want to do my best for you, sir, and I enjoy cooking very much. I only learned to make noodles now. In the future, I want to learn to cook other dishes and make pastries with Uncle Zhou. This is a free learning opportunity. A chef like Uncle Zhou doesn't take apprentices easily." Luo Wencheng blinked, as if proud that he had taken a big advantage.
What else could Lu Chong say? Deprive him of the opportunity to learn from the chef?
Luo Wencheng suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, the Luo family sent an invitation, saying they are going to hold a reception banquet for you, sir. Are you going to be there?"
"They mentioned it to me. Did they send you an invitation too?"
"En."
"Then you will go with me."
Luo Wencheng bit his lower lip.
Lu Chong: "Don't want to go?"
"No, I… I haven't attended this kind of banquet for a long time. I'm afraid to lose face for you, sir."
"You have to go out. The formalities at school have been completed, and you can go to study next Monday. Consider this time as a chance to adapt in advance."
It was also to officially tell everyone concerned that Luo Wencheng was the one Lu Chong was protecting now, so that he wasn't bullied by some oblivious people when he arrived at school.
Luo Wencheng understood what he meant, nodded gratefully, and said solemnly: "I will work hard not to embarrass you, sir."
He took the bowl and chopsticks: "Then, sir, I won't bother you, I'll go first."
Lu Chong watched him go out, shook his head slightly and smiled. What was that? Was he going to go to a battlefield or to a banquet?
By the time Luo Wencheng opened the door and came out, Uncle Ding had been walking around outside for a long time. He saw the door open and rushed over to take a look. Seeing that only some soup was left in the huge bowl, he asked in disbelief: "This… was it all eaten by Master?"
Luo Wencheng nodded, with an unstoppable smile in his eyes.
"Master didn't say anything?"
"No, he just ate it, Uncle Ding, your method really works."
"What method, it's all Xiao Luo's credit." Uncle Ding looked at Luo Wencheng meaningfully, feeling that he might need to reassess the importance of this young man to his master.
Luo Wencheng pursed his lips and said with a smile: "This meal now was too early, Mr. Lu will definitely be hungry again at night. Uncle Ding, what do you think we should do for supper?"
The two of them went downstairs while discussing quietly, and suddenly Luo Wencheng said, "By the way, Uncle Ding, I will go to the banquet with Mr. Lu tomorrow. But you also know where I have been for the past three years… I might have forgotten some etiquette things. Do you know if there is any book about it? I'll try to catch up tonight."
Saying this, he looked embarrassed, his ears a little red: "Also… I don't have clothes suitable for this occasion."
After Uncle Ding heard this, his feelings for Luo Wencheng changed a little bit more.
Not avoiding the experience of having been in prison, not being ashamed to reveal his flaws. An ordinary person might be secretive and ashamed to mention it, but this young man dared to say it and ask for help.
In fact, even if Luo Wencheng didn't say anything, Uncle Ding would definitely arrange it for him properly; but being asked for help like this felt completely different.
A faint sense of pity and responsibility surfaced in Uncle Ding's heart and he said with a smile, "You don't have to worry about this, I'll make the arrangements."
So he made a phone call, and half an hour later, the tailor and the etiquette teacher arrived.
Luo Wencheng looked surprised – really surprised. Wasn't this too much of a hustle and bustle?
He stretched out his arm for the tailor to measure. In fact, he had already been measured on the first day, because he needed new clothes to be prepared for him, but at that time it was only a rough measurement, and to make a custom-made formal outfit, more accurate measurements were needed.
As for whether it was too late or too troublesome, Uncle Ding waved his hand very calmly: "It's not a problem to rush to make it overnight."
Luo Wencheng thought silently, as expected of someone by Lu Jiuye's side. Even the team that the Luo family kept wouldn't dare to say that they could make particularly good formal clothes overnight.
After the measurements were taken it was time to study with the etiquette teacher. The teacher was a particularly famous etiquette teacher in Haining, a middle-aged woman surnamed Chen. Many celebrities and entertainment stars in Haining had been taught by her. She was an expert in the industry and was very strict.
When she saw that she was teaching a young man today, there was a flash of surprise in her eyes, and then her face became serious as she spoke to Luo Wencheng about all the various rules and prohibitions at the banquet.
From the posture of pulling a chair to the technique of pouring wine, from the basic words of greetings to the emergency response methods, everything was covered.
Luo Wencheng… was ashamed when he listened to it. He didn't know so much when he was Luo Ershao.
He hurriedly ate dinner and continued to study, made supper for Lu Chong and continued to study again. As soon as he started to learn, he found that there was a lot to learn. It was not until Uncle Ding came to urge him to go to sleep late at night that he realised that time passed so quickly.
After sending Ms. Chen to rest, Luo Wencheng let out a sigh of relief and collapsed on the sofa tired, rubbing his sore neck and lower back. Ms. Chen was very demanding. When learning other things, he always had to maintain the best standing and sitting posture. His whole body was stiff.
He decided to warm himself a glass of milk, and while waiting for the milk to heat up, he dozed off. This was what Lu Chong saw when he came downstairs.
In the kitchen, under the warm yellow ceiling light, a young man in a white shirt was standing with his arms crossed, leaning against the wall. He was thin and handsome, very good-looking, but his head was hanging low. The microwave oven in front of him already stopped but he didn't notice it.
With his head down, the blue shadows under his eyes seemed particularly obvious. Thinking of how seriously he was studying etiquette just now, according to Uncle Ding's words, Lu Chong was a bit stunned. So he said he would work hard, and he was working hard.
Dear Mr. Lu Chapter 30
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4 months ago
Lu Chong walked over, opened the fridge door and took a bottle of water.
The movement awakened Luo Wencheng.
"Sir!"
Lu Chong unscrewed the mineral water bottle: "Still up so late?"
"I was about to go to bed, just waited for the milk." Luo Wencheng took the milk out of the microwave oven. Seeing that Lu Chong was going to drink mineral water, he hesitated and said, "Sir, it's not good to drink ice water so late. Would you like to drink milk together?"
Lu Chong was startled.
Luo Wencheng had already taken a cup and poured half of the milk in the glass, then handed the cup with both hands courteously and diligently: "This is better to drink, and it helps you sleep."
Lu Chong didn't move for a moment.
No one had ever dared to control his actions, even what he drank. The first emotion that appeared in his heart was a faint displeasure. However, seeing the young man's sincere concern and a trace of nervousness in his eyes, Lu Chong knew that he only cared about him.
Facing such eyes, he really couldn't bear to get angry.
He took the cup, warm to the touch. There was cold mineral water in his left hand and warm milk in his right hand, the mellow scent of milk wafting over.
Luo Wencheng held his own cup in both hands, sipping milk little by little, his eyes secretly glancing at Lu Chong.
After his glances were noticed, he immediately drank the milk solemnly, washed the cup clean and then said, "Sir, I will go up first, you rest early too."
After saying that, Luo Wencheng steadily went upstairs and quickly disappeared around the corner.
Lu Chong froze for a moment; was this because the young man was worried that he would be angry?
He shook the cup gently; the milky white liquid swirled under the lamp, and the scent of milk became stronger. The smell that he had never liked suddenly seemed to be quite pleasant.
The next day, Luo Wencheng studied with Teacher Chen all morning, and in the afternoon, the formal dress was delivered, and a special stylist also arrived.
Luo Wencheng's hair was not very long, so it was just blown up by the stylist to create a wild and cool look, coated with thick hairspray and sprinkled with a layer of glitter. As if this was not enough, the stylist also painted him with thick eye makeup. At first glance, it looked like there were two dark circles under the eyes. Luo Wencheng opened his eyes and was startled by his own appearance: "This… It's just a banquet, no need to exaggerate so much?"
"What do you mean, just a banquet? This is the first time Master will appear in Haining. As the only person who accompanies him, you can't lose his face. You need to show your momentum!" The stylist retorted vigorously.
"But…" Luo Wencheng looked at himself in the mirror with mixed feelings, "This seems to be more like going to a nightclub, right?" If you go to a banquet like this, those people will laugh crazy.
"Nonsense, such an expensive and authoritative look, you can go to a royal dinner like this. Hurry up, make a domineering expression!"
"Domi… domineering?"
"You don't know how to do that, do you?" The stylist rolled up his sleeves and went straight to work, "Chin up, eyes down, be defiant, be contemptuous, imagine you have a particularly annoying and noisy guy standing in front of you."
Luo Wencheng was caught off guard. Looking at himself in the mirror, he confusedly adjusted his expression, "Like, like this?"
The young man in the mirror had all his hair cocked up exaggeratedly, revealing a smooth, full forehead. Although the eye makeup was extreme, it was actually well layered. The peach blossom eyes that were originally very beautiful suddenly acquired a bit of wildness. As he lowered his eyes slightly, the amber irises reflected the light, making them seem bottomless.
Suddenly, the image of a gentle, serious university student seemed to lift a veil, revealing the arrogance of an aristocrat, and the handsome features became sharper and brighter.
"Tsk tsk tsk." The stylist touched his chin, "You look really good at first glance, but there is something missing. A little more indifference, a little more contempt in your eyes, no, something is wrong, oh yes, an ear diamond stud! Let's pierce your ears."
Luo Wencheng hurriedly covered his ears: "No!"
"Which one do you want? Do you like the red one or the blue one?"
"Zhou Shisan, are you too idle?" A calm voice sounded behind them.
The stylist froze and turned his head with an awkward smile: "Brother Jiu, why did you come down so early?"
It was only after four o'clock, and the banquet started at six o'clock. According to Lu Chong's character, there was no way he would prepare for such a trivial matter in advance.
Standing on the stairs, Lu Chong glanced faintly at Luo Wencheng, who hastily got up from the chair, especially at his shiny hair and eye makeup. He said: "If I didn't come down, a good person would be ruined by you."
The stylist smiled: "Brother Jiu, this kid of yours is so interesting. He is very obedient and looks good. Haven't my hands been itching lately?"
Luo Wencheng looked at this, then at that, blinked, and suddenly understood that he… seemed to have been fooled.
"You are not a stylist?"
"Of course not, please call me by my name, Soul Artist!"
Luo Wencheng lowered his head silently: "Sir, I'll go wash my face."
Lu Chong nodded: "Go ahead."
"Hey, don't, it's so beautiful, I've been painting it for a long time." The "stylist" jumped in, but Luo Wencheng left without paying attention, then came back after two steps and took the makeup remover.
Walking into the bathroom, Luo Wencheng looked at his exaggerated appearance in the mirror and smiled. Zhou Yishan, also known as Zhou Shisan (Thirteen), was one of Lu Chong's confidants and even somewhat of a friend.
At this time, Zhou Yishan was still unknown to most people. It wasn't until a few years later that he gradually emerged, and Luo Wencheng was fortunate enough to meet him once.
He recognised Zhou Yishan as soon as he arrived but pretended that he didn't know anything, letting him work on his hair and face, because he knew that this man had the heart of a master stylist and when he saw someone good-looking, his hands itched to give the other party a new look, in a bad taste of sorts.
Lu Chong had many secret things that were done by Zhou Yishan. Zhou Yishan was also very well-informed and had a lot of tricks up his sleeve. If Liu Weizhi was someone on the bright side, Zhou Yishan was walking in the dark. It was important to make friends with such a person, or at least to leave a good impression on him.
Luo Wencheng quickly removed the makeup and washed his hair. When he went out, Lu Chong and Zhou Yishan were no longer in the room. The real stylist came and gave him a little haircut and not much else, and then asked him to change into formal attire.
The shape of the outfit was very simple; the royal blue suit of the slightly luminescent material, sparsely embellished with a pattern of tiny pink petals, a little amorous in their depth, with a row of radiant and delicate buttons on the cuffs and a good and proper cut that showed off Luo Wencheng's figure. His shoulders were not particularly wide, but his whole figure was almost perfectly proportioned, his waist slim and trim, his legs long and straight.
He walked out; in the yard Lu Chong and Zhou Yishan were talking about something. Turning to look at him, Zhou Yishan whistled: "Not bad."
Lu Chong said, "Let's go."
Luo Wencheng's eyes widened slightly; just like that?
Lu Chong didn't change his clothes. He still wore a white shirt like at home. Even though he put on the black suit coat sent by Uncle Ding, he never tied a tie. Well, with his figure and appearance, even if he put on a sack, he would still look noble and extraordinarily elegant. There was no need to dress up at all.
Compared with him, Luo Wencheng felt that he was making a mountain out of a molehill, and he felt strangely embarrassed.
Lu Chong seemed to know what he was thinking and suddenly said as he was getting into the car, "You look good like this."
Luo Wencheng's face flushed. He obediently sat next to Lu Chong, while Zhou Yishan, who was sitting opposite, looked at him and then at Lu Chong, raised his eyebrows and showed a meaningful smile.
Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the Luo family's villa. At this moment, the lights were already on and the guests already gathered, but Luo Kaifang and Luo Wenhao who had received the news still left all the guests behind and rushed to the gate to wait.
"Mr. Lu, I have heard so much about you for a long time." Luo Kaifang's face was full of smiles, as if the person who came to the door was a close friend he hadn't seen for many years. However, when his gaze fell on Luo Wencheng, who was half a step behind, he stiffened and a touch of disgust flashed in his eyes. Then he smiled and said, "Ah Cheng is here. Your elder brother called you a few times but you refused to come home. Your room was cleaned up for you a long time ago. Go and see if you're dissatisfied with something."
Luo Wencheng twisted his fingers, glanced at Lu Chong first, then smiled politely but coldly at Luo Kaifang and said, "Mr. Luo has taken the trouble."
Not a word more was said.
Luo Kaifang's face darkened slightly.
Luo Wenhao beside him looked at Luo Wencheng's outfit. His eyes lit up and then also darkened: "Ah Cheng, we brothers haven't talked for a long time. We must have a good drink today."
He took a step forward trying to put his arm around Luo Wencheng's shoulders, in a gesture particularly suitable for brothers.
However, a big, slender hand was placed on Luo Wencheng's shoulder a heartbeat earlier. Lu Chong turned his head to Luo Wencheng and said, "Let's go in."
There were low gasps from the surrounding guests.
They had heard that the former second prince of the Luo family, the fake one, had somehow gotten lucky with Lu Jiuye after he was released from prison, but many of them didn't believe it. They didn't expect it to be true.
The way they looked at Luo Wencheng changed immediately. Those who had bullied him in "Golden Glory" went pale in horror and quietly ducked back, while many more looked like they were watching a good show – the Luo family had broken off their relationship with Luo Wencheng, announcing it in the newspapers, and even kicked him out after he was released from prison, only for him to turn around and get a golden backer. The Luo family now regretted and repented, right?
See, now they wanted to be nice but their kindness was not accepted.