A Warm Wedding and A New Bride of Young Master Lu

ost unreasonable tone, “No whys! Change!”

Su Jianan stared at him, vaguely making sense of the situation.
She said with a smirk, “I won’t change! I will wear just this!”

She dared not to listen to him?

Lu Boyan squinted with an air of threat.
His gaze laid upon her red and tender lips and her fair collarbones.
Every part was seduction.
In an instance of desire, he had already lowered his head to kiss her.

“Unf…” Su Jianan was instantly pressed onto the closet door, unable to escape.
A familiar breath of the man had enveloped her.
She was slowly losing her mind in his kiss…

An unrestrained Lu Boyan savored every inch of her tender goodness, and had unknowingly, quietly reached the zipper of her dress.
“Let’s forget about going, ok?”

His kiss and his actions… they could not be more obvious.

Su Jianan grabbed onto Lu Boyan’s necktie, her smile so innocent and coy.
“But you’ve promised other people that you will be attending tonight.”

Lu Boyan’s eyes predictably grew darker.
His breathing got distinctly heavier.
With a feeling intertwined with love and resentment, he bit Su Jianan’s lips, and pressed his voice.
“You did it intentionally.”

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Su Jianan released his necktie, her face was only left with a look of innocence.
“What was intentional? I am going to do my makeup!”

After that, she escaped to her dressing table.
From the mirror, she could see that Lu Boyan’s face was filled with a dangerous, possessive look.
She made a mental note to herself that she would be in trouble today…

When Su Jianan was done with her makeup, it was just in time.
The couple departed from their house.
It took a half an hour car ride until stopping before the gates to a mansion which could be described as resplendent and majestic.

It was apparent that the mansion was meticulously embellished inside out.
At the entrance stood tall and handsome servers.
Due to the cold weather, the party was being held inside the mansion, but the garden was still beautifully, atmospherically lit.
The interior of the mansion was brightly lit; melodious music filled the air constantly, accompanied with bouts of laughter and chatter.

The server jogged over to open the car for Su Jianan.
She got off the car holding onto Lu Boyan’s hand.
A breeze of cold wind blew over; she could not help but shudder.

Lu Boyan helped to wrap Su Jianan’s coat tightly around her.
That scene was captured by photographers, and instantly, numerous journalists approached—

“Eh? Mrs.
Lu, your gown is really gorgeous.
It doesn’t seem like there is such a piece in the market.
Was it specially custom-ordered for you by Mr.
Lu?”

“Mrs.
Lu, your style today is rather different from the past.
Is it because Mr.
Lu likes you dressing this way?”

Su Jianan was so cold she could barely speak, only tightly holding onto the collar of her coat, preventing the wind from getting in.
Lu Boyan hugged her, unable to break out from the crowd.

They were only able to enter the mansion after Shen Yuechuan came over with security guards.

As she was handing her coat to a server, Su Jianan heard a cry from outside, “Han Ruoxi is here!”

Su Jianan subconsciously cast her gaze outside.
An Audi stopped outside the mansion.
An extravagantly dressed Han Ruoxi got off the car daintily, and was surrounded by journalists and cameras in an instant.
She tugged onto the black coat draped over her shoulders, and patiently answered the journalists’ questions one by one.

Su Jianan only had one question: Despite her strong aura, being merely draped with a coat should hardly shield anyone from the strong wind.
Does Han Ruoxi… not feel cold?

Oh celebrities, they were indeed special, different from normal people.

Shen Yuechuan whistled at Su Jianan in an attempt to have her attention back.
He surveyed her.
“Very pretty.” There was a degree of frivolousness resembling those of the noble young masters in his tone.

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As expected, Lu Boyan’s chilling glare shot over instantly.
A wise Shen Yuechuan chose to run away.
Otherwise, god knows whether he might be exiled somewhere by Lu Boyan to become a coolie.

A young man walked over, thanking Su Jianan for accepting their magazine interview.
Su Jianan remembered that his surname was Tang, and had played matches with Lu Boyan before.
She could not remember anything more about him, but she still greeted him warmly, and said ‘don’t mention it’.

“I can’t not be grateful.” Tang Ming said, “If not for your willingness, I don’t think I would be able to get the great President Lu to agree.
Ah, you make yourselves at home.
I will go greet the media.”

The media had all streamed in along with Han Ruoxi.

Su Jianan did not have the chance to take a good look just then, but at the moment she could see Han Ruoxi adorned in a luxurious blue dress which reached the ground.
It was a sexy yet elegant design, perfectly emphasizing Han Ruoxi’s beautiful figure yet not being overtly revealing.
Her burgundy curls had been meticulously styled.
When she walked in, her sight did not falter, and only nodded and smiled when she saw her acquaintances.
So noble and distant.

Su Jianan had to admit, Han Ruoxi really looked like a regal queen of ancient Europe.
The way she looked at people was like looking down disdainfully upon the peasantly mortals.

Among the people she knew, probably only Luo Xiaoxi could rival Han Ruoxi in terms of aloofness.

“Ruoxi.” The journalists seized every chance to interview Han Ruoxi.
“Are you currently still single? Do you have plans to look for a boyfriend?”

Han Ruoxi very abruptly cast a quick glance at Su Jianan.
Only a glance was all it took for the journalists to start a commotion.
They highly anticipated Han Ruoxi’s response.

“I have no plans to date or get married at the moment,” Han Ruoxi answered smilingly.
“I’ll still be focusing on my showbiz career in the next few years.
Actually I’ve been really afraid of becoming a certain type of woman: one who would spend all her days contemplating how to doll up to win her husbands’ attention from work.
Or to be touching the wrinkles on her face and worrying that her husband would abandon her when they grow old.
I only believe that age will make me into a better person who is even more worthy of being loved.”

“Ruoxi, do you mean you’ll only live for yourself forever?”

“That’s right.” Han Ruoxi smiled even more confidently, and almost alluding to something.
“I will not change to deliberately suit men’s tastes.”

“But sometimes it’s better for women to be a bit softer,” a journalist said.
She replied, “Of course I don’t mean to be weak, but to have a certain gentleness unique to feminity.”

Han Ruoxi shrugged.
“Look at my towering stature.
To have me rest lovingly upon a man like a little bird would probably make me come off as an ostrich instead.
I am not compatible with the gentle image.”

The journalists burst into laughter.