Pampered By All In Different Planes-Chapter 261: After Kicking Away the Scumbag, the Aloof Buddhist Son Dotes on His Wife 61

Jiang Beiyu had finally given up on reconciling with Su Zhiruan.

He still remembered the shock from a few days ago when he learned from Bai Yueyou about the identity of Su Zhiruan’s new boyfriend!

It was the Zhou Family!

Far from being a mere pretty face Su Zhiruan found, and not just any common profligate son!

It was the Zhou Family, the deepest-rooted and most powerful clan in Jinghua! And Su Zhiruan’s boyfriend was the Zhou Family’s only son in this generation, a genuine Jinghua Crown Prince!

In the upper-class society he knew, even the families with real heritage didn’t compare; Zhou Mingyu was born into a destiny that marked him as exceptional.

This Crown Prince was not only outstanding in family status but even his education was top tier.

Comparing himself to such a person, even someone as exceedingly arrogant as Jiang Beiyu couldn’t overstate his own worth.

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He had originally thought about playing on his emotional connection with Su Zhiruan to gain some wiggle room, but once he knew of Zhou Mingyu behind her, he hid all his sordid thoughts.

*

After Su Zhiruan left her house, the weather gradually turned chilly, and fine threads of rain spilled from the sky. She touched her arm, then glanced at her phone.

The Su family’s driver was nowhere to be found, and she had made several calls without success.

As her phone flickered twice, showing low battery, she put it away and looked around in hopes of spotting someone familiar.

Just then—

A clear, melodious voice reached her, "Is Ms. Su waiting for someone?"

Turning around, Su Zhiruan saw a young man who looked like a noble, his voice gentle, his eyes smiling.

"Standing here, most are probably waiting for someone," Su Zhiruan observed the surroundings, where many were on their phones, calling for their drivers to pick them up. Perhaps due to the rainy and slippery roads, or maybe because of the congested traffic, many hadn’t found their drivers.

The young man chuckled, "Ms. Su is right, most are waiting. I’m here to meet someone too."

"Do you want to know who I’m waiting for?" His voice grew even clearer, and Su Zhiruan felt him slowly moving closer.

She, a bit resigned, half-jokingly replied, "Some wait for the misty rain, others find the rain too fierce. I’m of the latter, how would I know your sentiments?"

The man laughed again, and at that moment, Su Zhiruan could clearly see his face—it was the young artist who had been mingling with the directors at a banquet.

Su Zhiruan was no fool; she had already guessed the man’s intentions. At such gatherings, it wasn’t just a young CEO like her who was highly sought after but also any wealthy individual, regardless of their appearance or age.

"Ms. Su is really witty. Since you find the rain heavy, how about I treat you to a cup of tea?" the man slowly unfolded his advance, dressed in a white suit with raindrops falling on his shoulders, smiling warmly.

"I must decline, the one at home is strict, and we share a good relationship," Su Zhiruan waved her hands in refusal, laughing helplessly.

The man’s eyes flickered, appearing somewhat surprised, "So Ms. Su is already married? It seems rumors can’t be trusted."

Su Zhiruan was about to respond.

Suddenly, she heard a very familiar voice behind her.

"Since you are aware, I’ll take my wife away."

The young man looked up, only to freeze in an instant.

The newcomer, clad in a suit, had an indifferent expression, enveloped in the stormy weather, then he took off his warm coat and wrapped the slender Su Zhiruan within his embrace.

Rain fell on him, yet it did not show his disarray, nor his panic. With one hand holding Su Zhiruan and the other holding an umbrella, he and Su Zhiruan stood face to face, creating a sight that was not only pleasing to the eye but also well-matched.

"Why don’t you go inside?" Zhou Mingyu asked her softly, leaning close to her under the umbrella.

Su Zhiruan had put on Zhou Mingyu’s jacket by herself and hugged his arm, her voice muffled, "I thought the driver would arrive soon."

"I’m worried you might catch a cold, come back with me?" Zhou Mingyu smelled the fragrance from her hair and saw the moon-shaped hair accessory, "to my place."

"Okay," Su Zhiruan nodded in agreement.

"You are—" The young man saw Su Zhiruan was about to be taken away, he felt somewhat reluctant, but was clueless, only instinctively wanting to inquire about this man’s identity.

"Zhou Mingyu," Zhou Mingyu took Su Zhiruan’s hand, his tone was unclear but inadvertently revealed the matching rings on their fingers.

Perhaps the rainy weather had soured his mood, or perhaps his jealousy had overflowed, Zhou Mingyu added, "The place you are currently in, is mine."

This place?

The young man did not realize it at first, but as he watched their figures gradually disappear into the distance, through the blurry veil of rain, he suddenly saw the towering skyscrapers and billboards—Jinghua No.1!

The mysterious owner of Jinghua No.1!

Was actually Su Zhiruan’s husband?!

The young man completely gave up, knowing that Su Zhiruan was not a sugar mama he could attract.

*

On the other hand, Su Zhiruan laughed for quite a while.

"Is it really that funny?" Zhou Mingyu reluctantly tilted the umbrella toward her, watching her continuous laughter.

"Hahaha, I can’t believe Manager Zhou would also have a day to announce his identity," Su Zhiruan laughed with her eyes curving, leaning on his arm, "Let me guess, is it because the jealousy spilled over, wanting to assert your authority?"

She had thought that Zhou Mingyu would deny it out of embarrassment due to the jealousy.

But unexpectedly, Zhou Mingyu nodded without hesitation, "Recently, a lot of people have been trying to seduce you."

After he finished speaking, he quietly pinched Su Zhiruan’s hand, even his tone sounding somewhat aggrieved.

"Your uncles handed the company over to you, whether it’s the company employees, the celebrity artists, or even the aristocratic young masters, they all want to get close to you." Zhou Mingyu’s tone was light, but Su Zhiruan knew he was indeed jealous.

"Don’t worry! I am a devoted person, now that I have you, I definitely won’t look at other men." Su Zhiruan comforted him, trying to steer away from the topic, "Which of your places are we going to?"

"The nearest apartment, go get cleaned up and rest well." Zhou Mingyu didn’t continue the topic, but his sense of crisis did not diminish, in fact, it soared even more.

Sitting in the car, watching the hustle and bustle, Su Zhiruan also felt somewhat helpless.

Just as Zhou Mingyu had said, there were indeed not a few men around her recently.

After freeing herself from Beiyu, her romantic prospects were frighteningly good!

The company staff, each a graduate from prestigious universities, initially looked down on Su Zhiruan, a love-brained person taking over the company, but as she began working, many employees used their positions to express their affection.

And the young artists she had signed in the company already admired her; Su Zhiruan inspected the work a few times personally, and the way several artists looked at her began to grow peculiar.

Originally, Zhou Mingyu was jealous seeing her stand with the men who adored her!

But when Su Zhiruan received several love confessions from beautiful young girls, Zhou Mingyu’s jealousy extended to all humanity!