Everyone's attention was still focused on Qiao Nian and Jiang Yao.
"She had lunch with me at noon. I asked her to come to the Imperial Palace."
It was not until a voice as cold as ice and with a hint of gloom came from the audience that the Jiang family and the onlookers looked to the side.
I saw a young man in his early twenties sitting in a wheelchair, pushed out by a black-clad bodyguard who looked like an iron tower.
The bodyguard in black was dressed in a suit and sunglasses. He looked expressionless and had no interest in the people around him. His indifferent attitude gave off a sense of oppression that came from his bones.
Lu Zhi was sitting in a silver wheelchair. He rarely wore a shirt today. The light blue shirt was ironed without a wrinkle. The top button of the collar was not buttoned, and the collar was slightly open. The color of the shirt set off his skin very well.
His skin has not seen the sun for many years, and his cold white skin is so white that it is blinding under the light.
His own hands were placed neatly on the blanket, his head tilted, his eyes half-closed, his extremely long eyelashes covering his eyes and obscuring his deep pupils.
He looks like a very cunning person.
"Who said they wanted to see me?" Lu Zhi looked gentle and elegant, smiling with his rosy lips. He squinted at the stunned Jiang Yao, squinted his eyes again, and said in a charming voice: "You said you wanted to see me? I'm here, tell me, what's the matter?"
The clothes on Jiang Yao's back were already soaked with cold sweat, sticking to his back. He looked at Lu Zhi with an extremely shocked expression, as if his throat was blocked.
He couldn't find the voice for a long time: "Lu, Mr. Lu."
Jiang Yao called him "Mr. Lu" and Jiang Xianrou frowned. She didn't know Lu Zhi, so she turned her head away and asked Jiang Yao disapprovingly, "Brother, who is he? Do you know him?"
Jiang Xianrou wasn't the only one who looked confused.
The Jiang family's relatives all looked at each other in confusion, not understanding who this man was and why Jiang Yao reacted so strongly.
Yuan Qing sat in a wheelchair and whispered beside him: "Boss Lu, this guy is a boss? He runs a company?"
Her son shook his head to indicate that he didn't know.
Seeing that he looked so useless and aggrieved, Yuan Qing turned away and continued to look at Jiang Yao.
Jiang Yao never expected that the person who invited Qiao Nian to lunch was Lu Zhi. He already regretted his previous impulsiveness.
But now he was in a dilemma, and he answered Jiang Xianrou with difficulty and obscurity: "I know Mr. Lu, but Mr. Lu doesn't know me."
"?" Jiang Xianrou didn't quite understand what he meant.
After all, after she understood Tianchen's strength, she had a new understanding of Jiang Yao.
Jiang Yao can enter Tianchen.
There are not many people in Beijing who can make her brother say such discouraging words.
Jiang Yao took a deep breath, his face turned pale, and explained to her in a low voice: "Mr. Lu is the boss of Tianchen."
Jiang Xianrou took a breath: "You said he was Tianchen's..."
She couldn't utter the next few words.
Jiang Yao nodded with difficulty.
Jiang Xianrou suddenly looked at the girl standing in the crowd in a lazy manner. It was as if a mountain was pressing down on her head, almost making her breathless.
"How could Qiao Nian know such a person?" Jiang Xianrou tried her best to control her emotions, but her tone was still filled with jealousy and shock that could not be concealed.
She couldn't understand why Qiao Nian always had such good luck.
Tianchen’s behind-the-scenes boss was at a level she couldn’t even imagine.
Qiao Nian actually knew him!
Jiang Yao was in mixed feelings and did not answer her.
Because the black-clad bodyguard had already pushed Lu Zhi next to Qiao Nian, Jiang Yao saw the two of them talking in a familiar manner, and it was obvious that they had known each other for a long time.
(End of this chapter)