inued filming.Lu Qian walked out of the photography studio, and rain began to lash down.Ms. Liu wanted to take off her coat for him, but Lu Qian refused: "This little bit of cold is nothing, I'm not s...Goodbye Lu Qian, it's the golden October two months later.

Mrs. Huo is a theater aficionado.

Her favorite opera singer, Miss Hu Zhi Yin, has three performances this month.

It's a pity that Hof left unwell, so he gave his ticket to Huo Mingzhu and asked her to go on his behalf to send flower baskets, and also obtained an autographed still.

Ho Mingzhu was just bored.

In the afternoon, she pleaded with Wen Man to go together and show their support.

Recently, Wen Man and Huo Shaoting's relationship has eased a lot. Plus, she usually treats Mingzhu quite well, so she invited Bai Wei to go watch a play together.

Chang Ting Yuan is the best Peking Opera theatre in the north.

That day, Ms. Hu played Bai Niangzi. Her movements and singing were excellent, causing thunderous applause in the hall.

However, Huo Mingzhu just yawned.

If it weren't for her mother making her sign up, she would have given up long ago. She just didn't understand why they had to paint their faces like hanged ghosts and wear those tight head coverings, with their eyes squeezed shut like a white-eyed tiger...

Isn't it uncomfortable

After the performance, Miss Hu exited the stage with a sniffle.

Once behind the scenes, she was a completely different person. She took off her earrings and told her assistant, "I'm not meeting any fans today. Tell them to come back another day!"

Ms. Hu came from a family of Peking opera performers, and she had some arrogance. Ordinary fans rarely got to see her, let alone someone like that who came today to watch the performance.

The assistant was quite embarrassed.

She whispered, "The rest doesn't really matter, but there's one I'm afraid I have to see."

Ms. Hu took off her outer jacket and skirt, then with a hint of curiosity said, “What kind of person is this I must meet them.”

"It's Miss Huo! Her mother is unwell and can't come, she wants an autograph."

Miss Hu paused.

The next second, she broke into a smile: "It's Miss Huo! It would be nice to meet her... Ordinarily, my plays wouldn't even warrant Madam Huo's attention, but you go tell her I'm willing to meet her backstage and sign for her."

Then she lifted the curtain and went in.

...a man's voice, clear and elegant, came from within the....

On this side, Huo Mingzhu and her group arrived at the backstage under the guidance of an assistant.

Ms. Hu is truly radiant.

A long corridor was filled with flower baskets, numbering over a hundred. Among them, the most were sent by Mr. Lu, totaling 32.

Mr. Lu....

Huo Mingzhu's heart skipped a beat.

Is she thinking of that Mr. Lu

The assistant followed her gaze and smiled, "Mr. Lu is a close friend of Miss Hu's. If he were in City B, he would definitely come to cheer her on. I heard that Mr. Lu holds a high position and doesn't usually show favoritism to others. Only Miss Hu has such influence."

Huomingzhu listened quietly, she suddenly wanted to leave.

But they had already reached the door to the makeup room, and the assistant smiled as she pushed it open. "Miss Huo is here."

The door, gently pushed open.

The scene within, slowly unfolds before your eyes.

Ho Mingzhu was stunned.

Inside, Hu Zhiyin had changed into a form-fitting cheongsam. Her dark, cloud-like hair was styled up, and her features were beautiful and captivating. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she was alluring.

She snuggled up beside a man.

The man was dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, handsome and refined. In his hand, he held a golden phoenix hairpin, gently stroking Miss Hu's jet-black hair...

His bearing and demeanor were undeniably suave and charming.

Anyone can guess their relationship!

Huo Mingzhu stood there, dumbfounded. She had not expected to come across such a scene.

Lu Qian kissed her...

But this Lu Qian was unlike any she'd ever seen before. It turned out he preferred women like Miss Hu, beautiful and alluring. Together, they looked incredibly well-suited.

Not only her, but Lu Qian was also a little surprised.

Even with Wen Man present, he still put down the golden phoenix hairpin in his hand and called out, "Mingzhu!"

Huo Mingzhu did not speak.

Her lips trembled slightly, reluctant to agree.

Wen Man looked at Lu Qian strangely, then at Ming Zhu. In her understanding, they didn't seem to have much interaction, but the familiar tone her uncle used when calling Ming Zhu just now...

Just as things were at a standstill, Ms. Liu, the secretary, arrived.

At the sight of this, even Liu's secretary was taken aback!

But he was Lu Qian's old confidant, very good at easing the atmosphere. He brought up Wen Man: "It turns out Miss also came! Mr. Lu has been thinking about you and wanted to come see you!"

Wen Man didn't want to point it out, so she politely called him "uncle."

Bai Wei's wearing the same pants as her, and she can tell that there's something going on. She smiles and says, "What a coincidence!"

At this, Miss Hu Zhiyin smiled and said, "So it's Mr. Lu's junior. Why don't I treat you all to a meal at Guangfu Building across the street Their Cantonese cuisine is quite good!"

As she spoke, she opened her fan and a fragrant breeze wafted out.

Before he could finish, Huo Mingzhu spoke up: "I have a headache, so I won't go!"

The atmosphere was tense.

Ms. Liu hurriedly said, "I'll go buy medicine for Miss Mingzhu!"

He was so attentive, drawing Miss Hu's attention. Her voice was half-teasing as she coquettishly said: "Secretary Liu, when I usually have a headache or a stomachache, I don't see you caring like this!"

Although I was talking to Ms. Liu, it was ultimately a complaint that Lu Qian wasn't caring enough.

Lu Qian smiled faintly: "The people around you, can't they afford to buy medicine for you"

Ms. Hu took his arm and whispered softly, "If I ever get a headache or fever, you coming will make me feel better..."

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Huo Mingzhu's face turned as white as snow.

Miss Hu wanted to marry into the Lu family, and she was particularly fond of Wen Man.

Wen Man, however, remained indifferent.

Later, Ms. Hu wanted to win over Ms. Huo Mingzhu by being kind and attentive. She gently placed a steamed pork rib on Ms. Huo's plate. Unexpectedly, Mr. Lu also put one there at the same time.

Huo Mingzhu looked at the two pork ribs with disgust.

Lu Qian saw that she was childish, so he said, "Eat more meat and grow up!"

Miss Hu nestled beside him, her eyes tender and affectionate: "Yes indeed! Little ones need to eat more meat to grow better!"

Ms. Hu never suspected it.

After all, Huo Mingzhu was a junior. She even called him Uncle Lu.

Ho Mingzhu couldn't help herself.

She apologized and went to the restroom. As soon as she got there, she turned on the faucet and splashed water on her face.

She couldn't help but cry.

Two months ago, Lu Qian left without saying goodbye. She felt a little down, but she also knew she had no right to be angry. However, after seeing the scene today, she felt very uncomfortable.

Why does she deserve to be humiliated like this!

She hates Lu Qian the most.

The door to the restroom was pushed open, then quietly locked.

She was still crying, her face pale, and her nose red.

For a long time, she didn't notice that Lu Qian had entered and closed the door. She was crying listlessly, staring at him in the mirror...

"Are you angry"

Ho Mingzhu stared at him intently.

She couldn't forget the way he looked with Ms. Hu, the flirtatious glint in his eyes and smile. He hadn't crossed any lines at the time, but it was clear he was enjoying himself playing around with Ms. Hu.

He's a real old lech!

She turned abruptly, her eyes brimming with a blush.

"I have nothing to do with Mr. Lu, so how could I be angry Besides, someone like me wouldn't even catch his eye. You should find someone more developed!"

This is childish.

Although Lu Qian didn't plan to date her, he still wanted to appease the little girl.

Besides, he didn't want her to know about his private life.

So, he smiled and said, "She's just a friend of mine!"

Mingzhu knew he was teasing her, but because of their familial connection, he didn't want things to get too awkward. She calmed down a little and lowered her eyes: "Go out first! I need to wash my face!"

Lu Qian was also feeling down.

She was just a little girl, and he had already made up his mind to avoid her.

But, I still bumped into him.

He patted her head: "Be good, and we'll go out to eat when you're done!"

He left silently, without disturbing anyone. Mingzhu tidied herself up and followed, but she wasn't in a good mood and didn't have much appetite.

She was acting so out of character, Wen Man could see it clearly.

She looked at the pearl, then at her uncle, thoughtfully. ---

……

After the meal, they bid each other farewell.

Lu Qian was still standing with Miss Hu, looking very well-matched.

Huomingzhu got into her own car.

She gripped the steering wheel, her head slowly drooping. Since the day she broke up with Gu Changqing, she had never imagined she would be in pain for a man again.

She could feel that Lu Qian had a bit of a feeling for her.

But he treated her like a child and preferred to associate with women like Miss Hu.

... because those women were gentle and understood him, right

At that moment, the door of the Audi in front opened and Ms. Liu got into the car and left alone.

Ho Mingzhu's heart was beating fast.

She guessed that Lu Qian had other engagements, perhaps at that upscale club. Would he also take Miss Hu there Would he be in the restroom with her, hugging her and kissing her Perhaps even doing things that men and women do...

She thought that after seeing it, maybe she wouldn't hurt so much.

An hour later, she stopped the car.

The club members recognized her, knowing she had come with Mr. Lu before, and coupled with the fact that she drove a limited-edition sports car, they let her in right away.

The waiter opened the door for her with a smile and said, “Mr. Lu is also just here!”

The door swung open.

Lu Qian was indeed there, playing traditional Chinese games with a group of people.

Despite being surrounded by extravagance, he remained elegant and handsome.

A white shirt rolled up to his elbows, a fair face flushed faintly, and a cigarette rested between his lips.

And Miss Hu Zhiyin leaned against him, her soft chest pressed against his arm, as if instructing him on how to play cards. The tenderness in her eyes was enough to drown a man...

Huo Mingzhu didn't want to look any further.

She turned around, about to leave, but the people in the private room recognized her. It was Mr. Yi: "Isn't this Miss Huo Here to see your Uncle Lu"

Lu Qian's cards in his hand were dealt out.

He slowly put it down and looked over to the doorway...en anyone else, you don't mean anything special to me, and I don't hate you!"Song Yun didn't believe: "How could you not hate me That's impossible."Huo Xi smiled faintly and didn't explain to Song Yun...