Lu Chaoge in the media is portrayed as aloof and cool, like a goddess standing on the clouds. She makes people worship her but also creates a sense of distance that makes people feel unattainable.
In Jiang Shangxin's mind, Lu Chaoge is smart, sharp, and cold. She is good at forbearance. Some people describe Jiang Zhuliu's father as "cow and dog", but Jiang Shangxin feels that Lu Chaoge's scheming and ability to hide her emotions are not inferior to Jiang Longtan's. When she was still a child, she already knew how to deal with the murderer who killed her parents, and finally won and avenged her parents. How much mental perseverance does this require
There is an old saying that kings do not meet each other. Because of a certain fate, the one who is in charge will more or less regard Lu Chaoge as his competitor.
But when he saw Lu Chaoge coming out to greet guests in such a simple home suit, Jiang Shangxin suddenly realized that he might never be able to follow in Lu Chaoge's footsteps.
Some people make light things heavy, while others make heavy things light.
Perhaps, in her heart, she has never regarded herself as an opponent
What a lucky yet sad thing!
"I'm sorry to bother you so presumptuously-----" Jiang Shangxin looked at Lu Chaoge standing in front of him and said apologetically.
Lu Chaoge smiled gently, like a spring breeze.
The general dared to swear that no media had ever been able to capture a smile like Lu Chaoge's before.
Because she had carefully studied Lu Chaoge's appearance record, she had hardly ever smiled.
Lu Chaoge was happy at this time, and that happiness radiated from the inside out. Just like a woman in love who can't help but giggle, she couldn't hide it even if she wanted to.
Lu Chaoge took the initiative to extend her beautiful hand to Jiang Shangxin and said softly, "Originally, I should have been the one to visit you, but I've been too busy recently. I'm very happy that you can come to my home as a guest."
Jiang Shangxin secretly sighed that this woman was indeed a powerful person.
She had come to me when I was in trouble, and she still lived in the Chaoyan Underground Research Institute under her name. When she saw me, she didn't mention it or ask me a question, as if she didn't know anything about it.
It must be said that those were the most embarrassing days for Jiang Shangxin. They were like a thorn in her bones and a scar on her face.
If Fang Yan hadn't pulled the plane to Paris down in time, the news of her accident would probably have spread to the country, right
Lu Chaoge's way of handling the matter made her feel comfortable and she felt respected.
Why do best friends who have a very good relationship end up fighting to the death
Because there are too many questions!
Jiang Shangxin held Lu Chaoge's hand tightly and said, "I saw an interview about you in World Finance two years ago. You said that you like to study recipes and cook delicious meals for yourself in your spare time. I wonder if I have such a good fortune?"
Lu Chaoge made an inviting gesture, motioning for Jiang Shangxin to follow him into the house, and said, "You once said during the interview program "Midnight Storm" that your ideal life is to be a full-time wife who takes care of her husband and children. I think your cooking skills should be pretty good, right?"
"How about each of us make two specialties?"
"Isn't that one soup missing?"
Jiang Shangxin saw Fang Yan standing on the second-floor windowsill and said, "Teacher Fang should have no problem making soup, right?"
"No problem." Lu Chaoge said. "Teacher Fang's fish soup is amazing. You should try it. It's definitely not to be missed."
Jiang Shangxin smiled and said, "So, I can have a feast today."
Fang Yan didn't know that he had been plotted against by the two women. At this moment, he was standing on the balcony calling his grandfather Fang Huwei.
"---Don't always play with the bird. How old are you? Why are you fighting with a parrot all day long?" Fang Yan said soothingly. Fang Yan talked to his mother on the phone, and Lu Wan said that Grandpa was in a bad mood these days. Because the golden eagle he had raised for three or four years suddenly ignored him recently. If it were in the past, this man and the bird would quarrel happily every day. The golden eagle suddenly stopped talking, which made Grandpa Fang Huwei very anxious. He kept teasing it, wanting to hear it fight back as usual. However, the golden eagle seemed to have lost its voice suddenly. No matter what Fang Huwei said or did to it, it didn't say a word and just looked at him with dull eyes.
Later, Mr. Fang Huwei seemed to have figured something out, and he stopped talking. The man and the bird looked at each other for most of the day.
This made Lu Wan very anxious, so she called Fang Yan and asked him to persuade Fang Huwei.
"What's wrong with being old? Old people are not allowed to play with birds? Whose rule is this? If I don't play with birds, what else can I play with? I want to go up the mountain to hunt bears and go down to the sea to catch turtles, but my crippled legs have to obey me. If they don't obey me, where can I go? Can't I just follow that old bird and amuse myself to kill time?"
Fang Yan felt bad and said with a guilty look on his face: "Grandpa, how about I go back and bring you to Huacheng? Didn't you say that when you were young, you were invincible in Huacheng? Now that you have revisited the old place, maybe you can reminisce about the past? Okay? I'll book a flight back to Yanjing tomorrow."
"Go away, go away. I'm living well in Yanziwu. Why should I go to Huacheng? I'm telling you, I'm not going anywhere, and you don't have to think about it----" Old man Fang Huwei refused firmly.
"Then I'll go back and stay with you for a few days?" Fang Yan said with a smile. "It just so happens that I also want to eat the pork stewed with vermicelli that my mother makes."
Fang Huwei sighed and said, "Fang Yan, stop busying yourself. I know what you're thinking, and I understand your filial piety. But Huacheng is in a mess right now, and you can't leave. You can't leave either - are you worried that I'll become demented like that old bird? Or are you worried that I might follow it and die together one day?"
"Grandpa----" Fang Yan called out in a sad voice. His father passed away, Mo Qingdi disappeared, and the two men closest to his grandfather were gone. His father was his son, and Mo Qingdi was also his son.
Although he never said anything in the past few years and never confided in anyone, his heart was so bitter.
He is such a strong and proud man, how could he bear such a blow
During the three years that Fang Yan suffered, Mr. Fang's health became weaker and weaker. No one knew when the oil lamp would run out, and even a gust of wind could blow him out.
"Birth, aging, illness and death are common to all human beings. Who can go against God?" Fang Huwei said in a gentle voice, with a sense of desolation in his words. "I don't know how much merit we have accumulated, but God has allowed us to come to this world. Originally, you should go your way and I should go mine, but because we had unfinished grudges in our previous life, I became your grandfather and you became my grandson. I, Fang Huwei, have lived my life without shame. I have worked hard to practice martial arts and lived my life seriously. I have lived my life to the end and have lived it to the fullest. But your life has just begun, and you haven't lived your whole life yet. Then you have to continue to work hard, and don't waste your time on an old man like me. It's too precious. We can't afford to waste it."
"Grandpa, is there anything more important than accompanying you?" Fang Yan endured the pain in his heart and said with a smile: "Whether it is being a person or doing things, there are shortcuts. For example, if I want to practice kung fu well, I have to find a good master. You and the old drunkard are both good masters. You can quickly guide me to the path and let me improve faster than my peers. The same is true for being a person. If I want to live a happy life, I will stay by your side and listen to you tell me about the ups and downs of life. I love listening to your stories, and there are profound philosophies in your stories. If I listen to you for thirty or fifty years, maybe I will become the smartest wise man in the world."
Fang Huwei was amused by Fang Yan's words, and cursed happily over there: "Bullshit. How many stories do I have? Can I tell you for thirty or fifty years? By then, I will be over a hundred years old, and you will be in your seventies or eighties-----A hundred-year-old monster tells a seventy- or eighty-year-old man about the principles of life? If others see this scene, they will be scared to death----"
Hearing his grandfather's hearty laughter, Fang Yan felt a little more comfortable and said, "If someone sees this, they will definitely think we are gods - I am the old god, and you are the old god. I will serve you two roast chickens and a pot of plum wine, and we can also have a drink."
"I just listened to your nonsense." Fang Huwei said with a smile. After a pause, Mr. Fang said in a deep voice: "I went to see the gentleman two days ago. I will go to the gentleman to seek justice for you."
"What did you say, sir?" Fang Yan's heart sank as he asked.
Bai Xiu was the teacher's student. Bai Xiu and the general ordered those people to plan that fatal plan, but he turned the tables and stabbed Bai Xiu to death with a sword.
Do you know what Bai Xiu has done, sir
What would you think if Bai Xiu died
Fang Yan had to consider these issues, and he had to consider the worst possible scenario.
"The master said --" Mr. Fang Huwei said in a deep and powerful voice, "He should give you an explanation for this matter. He asked you to come back when you have time -- you should come back now. Wenrou seems to be getting promoted again. If you don't work harder, you will fall behind her again. You will be bullied by women for the rest of your life."
"I understand." Fang Yan said with a smile. When Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan came to Huacheng, they told him that Ye Wenrou was in seclusion again. During this period, Fang Yan had not been able to contact her. Every breakthrough is a rebirth, full of hope, but also unknown dangers. Fang Yan wanted to go back and face it with her. "I'll go back as soon as possible."
(PS: I just landed and wrote a chapter on the plane!) (To be continued)