Chapter 35: The Person in Master Lu’s Arms in Jing Circle Has Made a Faux Pas (8)

Chapter 35: The Person in Master Lu's Arms in Jing Circle Has Made a Faux Pas (8)

Thus, Lu Wuqing, who was in a meeting at the company far away, received a link from Song Chuyi.

Coincidentally, Lu Wuqing was logged into WeChat on his computer and had projected his screen onto the large display in the meeting room.

Everyone in the meeting room saw that someone named "Song Chuyi" had sent a link.

"Come play with me if you're a brother! Click to enter..."

Everyone: !!!!

No one knew who this Song Chuyi was, but they were audacious enough to do this!

This is Master Lu!

Although many people wanted to follow Master Lu, none of them dared to be so bold.

Someone swallowed quietly, not daring to look at the big screen.

But there were those who didn't mind trouble, stepping forward with a chuckle, "Master Lu, who is this?"

Lu Wuqing glanced at his assistant, "No one."

He moved the mouse to close the WeChat interface, but a friend next to him quickly clicked it open.

A new interface popped up immediately.

"Huh? It's a mini-game?"

After the assistant said this, others dared to sneak a peek.

It did seem to be a mini-game, but what was it called?

Someone noticed the name "Jump Jump" in the top right corner, silently memorizing it to check it out after the meeting.

Lu Wuqing glanced at the game for a moment before closing the interface, giving his friend a warning look.

If it weren't for their long friendship, he would have kicked this person out already.

The assistant cleared his throat and resumed the meeting.

After the meeting, the assistant curiously asked, "Master Lu, is that Song Chuyi the fake one?"

"Mm." Lu Wuqing responded indifferently, picking up his phone and opening the chat interface with Song Chuyi, clicking on the game link.

"One yuan?" The assistant laughed beside him, "So cheap? I'll give it a try too."

He searched for "Jump Jump," spent one yuan to buy the game, and started playing.

The assistant usually played some games as well and quickly mastered the gameplay.

It was just the simplest jumping game with no reward system, but it seemed... a bit addictive?

He lost track of time while playing, and if not for Lu Wuqing speaking up, he would have spent the entire day there.

The assistant turned off the game, still thinking about that little game, and tentatively asked, "Master Lu, should we investigate it?"

"No need," Lu Wuqing tapped lightly on the screen.

The assistant glanced over and noticed that Master Lu was actually chatting with someone.

He was puzzled; he remembered that Master Lu despised that fake young master, so why was he chatting with him now?

Just as he wanted to take a closer look, Lu Wuqing put away his phone.

"Have the security arrangements for the Orange Channel Surprise Night been made?"

When it came to business, the assistant focused and began reporting to him.

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On the other side, Song Chuyi looked at the download count that had surpassed 50 and nodded in satisfaction.

It seemed that Lu Wuqing really did share the game for him. He truly was a man of contradictions.

Seeing that his internet time was almost up, Song Chuyi left the internet cafe.

Qi Fang had just finished work, and Song Chuyi spotted her from a distance.

He followed her but didn't walk alongside her, keeping a moderate distance.

When Qi Fang reached the entrance of the residential area, she didn't go in but instead went to a breakfast shop to buy a steamed bun.

The owner of the breakfast shop, though already in her forties, always smiled warmly, making people feel very comfortable, which is why her business remained good.

However, the taste of the food was average, so the buns were only sold out late at night when workers returning from their jobs bought them at a 20% discount.

After buying the steamed bun, Qi Fang took a bite, muttered something, and then turned to enter the residential area.

After she left, Song Chuyi also approached the shop and ordered a steamed bun.

He complimented the owner, making her very happy, and then asked with a smile, "Sister Li, what did that middle-aged woman who bought the steamed bun say? She didn't seem very happy."

Sister Li looked at him curiously, "Do you know her?"

"She's my mom," Song Chuyi replied honestly. "I'm worried she might be in a bad mood, and I don't want to catch her at the wrong time."

Sister Li understood, "She said it wasn't as good as what she makes. She didn't seem very happy."

She looked up and down at Song Chuyi and sighed, "You really don't look like her."

How could an ordinary-looking middle-aged woman give birth to such a handsome young man? Genetics truly is a miraculous thing. Sister Li marveled inwardly.

Song Chuyi chatted with Sister Li for a bit before taking the buns back home.

At home, Lu Wu hadn’t cooked; three leftover buns from the morning were on the dining table.

Lu Wu was lying on the sofa watching TV, with a bottle of alcohol on the coffee table—clearly bought while they were out.

Song Chuyi wasn’t surprised by Lu Wu’s actions; if an alcoholic could change so easily, he wouldn’t be an alcoholic.

Just as he was about to scold Lu Wu, Qi Fang emerged from the kitchen carrying a chair leg.

"You didn't cook," Qi Fang said, standing in front of Lu Wu.

Lu Wu sneered, "Qi Fang, do you want to die?"

Qi Fang suddenly bent down and grabbed Lu Wu by the collar, "Do you want to die? Fine, jumping from the third floor won’t kill you. I’ll go up with you."

Surprisingly, she had the strength to drag Lu Wu upstairs.

Once on the rooftop, she pushed him towards the balcony, "Still want to drink? If you drink, you deserve to die, you deserve to die!"

Lu Wu was terrified, wondering why his usually docile wife had changed. He looked at Song Chuyi standing at the stairway, tears and snot streaming down his face.

"Son, come save me!"

"Your mom has gone crazy!"

Qi Fang pressed Lu Wu down, "I’m not crazy."

"I promise, if you die, I’ll die with you."

Lu Wu shuddered, believing she meant it. Qi Fang would indeed die with him.

"No, no, I don’t want to die." Lu Wu shook his head frantically, "I won’t drink again, never again!"

After repeated assurances, Qi Fang let him go and they returned home together.

Qi Fang saw the buns on the table and suddenly said, "Hers aren’t as good as yours."

"Huh?" Lu Wu looked puzzled, "What?"

Qi Fang didn’t explain, pulling Lu Wu into the kitchen to cook.

Song Chuyi rubbed his chin, about to send a message to Lu Wuqing when Xiaotong screamed in his mind.

"Ahhh! Host! The antagonist is in danger!"

Song Chuyi paused, quickly responding, "Where is he?"

Xiaotong immediately pulled up a route, and Song Chuyi rushed out, following the path in his mind.

Ten minutes later, he arrived at an alley behind a bar.

The thick scent of blood permeated the air, making Song Chuyi’s heart tighten.