Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 810 - 316: [Brokenhearted Fairy Tale] No Matter How Vast the World, I Can’t Escape You (Part 2)_3

Chapter 810: Chapter 316: [Brokenhearted Fairy Tale] No Matter How Vast the World, I Can’t Escape You (Part 2)_3

Before high school, they might have met more often, but ever since Jiang Yichen went abroad to develop his career, they’ve hardly seen each other. Except for two months ago outside the Lu Family Villa, the last time they met was probably when she was in her sophomore year.

It’s been four years since then.

He’s Jiang Yichen, successful in his career, mature and steady, right in the golden period of his thirties. What could he possibly think of a twenty-year-old girl like her?

Logically, it should be Jiang Muzhou who’s jealous, shouldn’t it? Or is it that Lu Huai’an has long known that Jiang Muzhou never actually saw her as a woman?

The focus of the banquet is in the center of the hall; in little corners like this, there aren’t many people.

Lu Huai’an raised his hand, but it wasn’t to help the girl pull up her slipping shawl.

The rough pad of his finger slid across her tender skin, wandering around her delicate collarbone, where a button pendant should have been lying, but now there was nothing at all.

His thin lips curved into a faint, ambiguous smile, and he slowly asked, "With no contact, how do you plan to get the necklace back from him?"

The man’s hand seemed to carry a current, stroking slowly over her skin, with an uncanny touch. Lin Chu felt a little dizzy.

Was he behaving indecently in public?

"Lu Huai’an," Lin Chu seriously called his name, "Am I your wife or not? Someone else helped me pick up the necklace; of course, I should thank them personally to avoid any rudeness, but do I also have to fetch it myself? Can’t you help me?"

She was genuinely afraid of Jiang Yichen and would absolutely avoid being alone with him if possible.

Once she got the necklace back, she could call to thank him, as Jiang Yichen was not someone petty who would hold a grudge.

The girl was sliding downward, and Lu Huai’an timely wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her into his embrace, "If I help you, how will you thank me?"

He finally withdrew his hand, and Lin Chu let out a sigh of relief.

Silently resting in the man’s arms, the smile in her eyes was brighter than the light emanating from the crystal chandelier, shimmering like water.

Her voice was soft and pleasing, "Between a husband and wife, there’s no need to be so formal, right?"

"Even close brothers have to settle accounts clearly."

"But you aren’t sharing a bed with Gu Shaozhi, are you? I’m your wife, closer than any brother. There’s no need to thank for such a small thing."

Lu Huai’an just looked at her without speaking.

With his back to the guests in the banquet hall, all his emotions were visible only to the girl in front of him. His deep black eyes had shed their indifference and coldness, reflecting her smiling face.

There are three hundred and sixty days in a year, twenty-four hours in a day, and as long as she was with him, she was mostly smiling.

Lu Huai’an was silent for a long time before finally asking, "Is that so?"

Lin Chu nodded, "Yes, it is."

...

The Ji Family and the Fang Family were both prominent families in An City. Many guests came to congratulate, chatting and laughing, making it very lively.

Lin Chu looked around but couldn’t find any trace of Ji Wanxia, and her calls didn’t go through either.

Though concerned, she wasn’t worried that Ji Wanxia had gone off to do something foolish. After all, Wanxia had clearly promised her when leaving the Lin Family in the morning that she wouldn’t do anything to upset Grandpa Ji.

Grandpa Ji had already suffered the heartbreak of losing a child; Wanxia couldn’t bear for him to go through it a second time.

When Lu Huai’an went to greet the elders present, Lin Chu sat alone in a corner of the sofa, feeling bored. Just beside her was a table with champagne; she only had to stretch out her hand to take a glass.

"Tsk tsk, I was wondering who it was, turns out it’s Miss Lin."

A delicate and disdainful voice rang in her ear.

Lin Chu looked up at the speaker.

Red lips, big waves of hair, a V-neck long dress split all the way to the thigh, sexy and charming.

The overly exquisite makeup made it hard to discern her original appearance.

She seemed familiar, but Lin Chu couldn’t quite place her.

Lin Chu merely gave her a faint glance, not intending to respond.

The woman didn’t seem to mind, standing in front of Lin Chu with her arms crossed arrogantly, the disdain in her eyes extremely evident, and said to herself, "Mr. Lu isn’t such an inconsiderate person. How could he let Miss Lin drink alone here? I remember when he brought Weiwei out before, he couldn’t even bear to let Weiwei touch a drop of alcohol."

After listening patiently, Lin Chu became intrigued.

A few strands of hair slipped from the loose bun at the back of her head, which didn’t spoil the overall look but rather highlighted the delicacy of her small face, exuding a beauty that was scattered yet cohesive.