Pampered By All In Different Planes-Chapter 230: After Kicking Out the Scumbag, the Aloof Buddha Dotes on His Wife 30

Zhou Mingyu, he couldn’t be interested in Su Zhiruan, could he!

Young Master Song’s heart was filled with shock!

He had thought that once Jiang Beiyu was gone, he could take this opportunity to rise to the top! But if the new rival in love was Zhou Mingyu, then he had no chance at all.

At this moment, Zhou Mingyu looked at Su Zhiruan’s slender figure and breathed a sigh of relief. He said, "Have you been doing well recently?"

Su Zhiruan slowed her steps, walking beside him, "I’ve been quite good lately, the progress has been satisfying, and by the way, what brings you here?"

"I saw you on the news and was worried, but since you didn’t call me, I thought I should come help you. Yet, you’ve already handled it," his gaze deep as he looked at Su Zhiruan, his voice unconsciously softened, "You’ve scarcely shared any gossip with me lately, why is that?"

After Su Zhiruan heard this, she felt something was slightly off...

Zhou Mingyu’s tone... Why did it sound like he was feeling aggrieved?

It might have been her imagination, but for a fleeting moment, she even felt like she was the one who was the heartless cad, abandoning Zhou Mingyu, leaving him alone with a cold phone.

Thus, she scratched her head, readying herself to explain, "Didn’t we just see each other last night? You even bandaged my wound for me."

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As she spoke, she lifted her arm to show him the gauze and bandage, still intact.

"What about WeChat? You’ve also shared gossip with me less often during this time," he continued in a deep voice, not sparing any detail, "Before, you used to share so much with me every day."

"That’s because—" Su Zhiruan thought carefully and realized that it seemed to be true, so she gave an embarrassed laugh, "Let’s go in first, my parents have been waiting for us for a long time."

Young Master Song had been following behind them all along, and when he heard their exchange, he felt as if the whole situation turned surreal.

These two, they just don’t seem like mere friends!

Which ordinary friends of the opposite sex act so coquettishly vulnerable to each other, even feeling aggrieved over not receiving messages? He was surprised to find that Zhou Mingyu was such a person.

At this time, Mr. and Mrs. Su heard footsteps coming from the garden, and they smiled widely as they peered out.

The next second—

"Snap—"

The teacup was shattered!

Mr. Su’s mouth hung open, "Isn’t that, Zhou Mingyu?"

"I see it. Why would Mr. Zhou appear at our home? Could it be dissatisfaction with the last secretive collaboration?" Mrs. Su’s imagination ran wild as she hurriedly cleaned up the shards, anxious and flustered.

"Quick, invite him in first and then we’ll talk," Mr. Su was greatly shaken, as he immediately stood up.

When Zhou Mingyu entered the Su Family home again, the setting was familiar, yet his mindset had changed.

"Mom and Dad, guess who’s here!" After changing her shoes, Su Zhiruan called out to the living room.

Mr. and Mrs. Su approached, their expressions rather stiff. Mr. Su spoke first, "President Zhou, what brings you here today? We apologize for not welcoming you sooner."

Mrs. Su brought out tea, "President Zhou, please have a seat. These kids don’t know any better, let them go play. If you have any instructions, just let us know."

It hadn’t been easy for the Su Family to secure a collaboration with the Zhou Family. If the collaboration went well, it could have a significant impact on Su Group, and might even advance the Su Family’s standing. Mrs. Su gave Su Zhiruan a look, signaling her and Young Master Song to leave.

But what they never dreamed was that Zhou Mingyu actually stood up and said respectfully, "Uncle, Auntie, I apologize for coming over without prior notice. Please forgive me. In terms of age, I am only a few years older than Miss Su, so I am considered a junior. You can just call me Mingyu."

Su Zhiruan quietly observed the expressions on her father’s and mother’s faces.

After he spoke those words, Su’s father and mother seemed as stunned as if they had seen an extraterrestrial.

"Mom and Dad, I forgot to introduce," Su Zhiruan was the first to stand up and break the silence, "He is Zhou Mingyu, just not the Zhou Mingyu you know, but my friend Zhou Mingyu."

"Ruanruan—you—" Su’s father was dumbfounded, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Su’s mother suddenly remembered the joke the family of three had shared the night before.

At that time, she and Su’s father thought their daughter was just kidding when she said that Zhou Mingyu had bandaged her arm—they didn’t believe her at all, thinking it was just a joke.

But now, with Zhou Mingyu himself standing before them, the two elder Sus instinctively glanced at Su Zhiruan’s arm, which was bandaged neatly, clearly the work of a professional. If what their daughter had said was true, that meant the wound on her arm had been personally bandaged by the Crown Prince of Jinghua.

"I am terribly sorry for not arriving earlier," Zhou Mingyu, who was naturally looking upright and proper, spoke with a light tone, but apologized very seriously, leaving Su’s father and mother feeling somewhat unworthy of accepting it.

The feeling now was akin to when the head of the education department would make a home visit during their school days.

"Not at all," Su’s mother waved her hands and, clutching Su’s father, tried to leave, "President Zhou, since you and Ruanruan are friends, you two talk first. I will go supervise the cooking with the auntie."

Song, the young master, also excused himself on the pretext of having something to do and left first.

"Come on, I’ll show you around the second floor." Su Zhiruan stood up, looking down at him from a higher position, and then invited him languidly, "Let’s go upstairs for some tea."

"Sure."

Zhou Mingyu obediently followed her upstairs.

Su’s father and mother, who had witnessed the whole process from the kitchen, were dumbfounded.

"No way! What exactly is this child doing every day? How can she even know Zhou Mingyu?" Su’s mother clutched her forehead, unable to believe the truth.

Su’s father swallowed hard, equally incredulous, and looked out the window, "They must be more than ordinary friends."

"Huh?" Su’s mother looked at him, "Why do you say that?"

Su’s father shook his sleeve and gazed into the distance, "As a man myself, even if the Crown Prince of Jinghua is very good at hiding it, it’s not hard to see from his eyes that he is determined to have our Ruanruan."

After saying this, the couple fell into silence simultaneously.

Their daughter was indeed extreme in her judgment of people; she would either pick a worthless scoundrel, or she would aim for the sky and make the most esteemed Crown Prince of Jinghua bend for her.

*

The second floor.

"You didn’t answer my question just now." Zhou Mingyu followed her upstairs, not forgetting the question he had earlier.

At that moment, he was like a child eager to resolve his perplexity, his eyes seeing only Su Zhiruan. He took out his phone and shook it in front of her.

"The main reason is that there hasn’t been much gossip to share recently," Su Zhiruan honestly hadn’t been following gossip lately, merely sending him a message every day, chatting for a bit. Her main goal was to come up with a watertight plan for that scumbag and his cheap lover to get their comeuppance, "What you saw today is the biggest gossip."

"Or is it that you wish to chat and talk with me?" She turned around and smiled.