C3 Shameless

That day, the old lady lost her way because she was angry with Lu Bojian. She wanted to get out of the car and walk to him, but she got lost by accident.

At that time, Lu Bojian parked his car on the street opposite of them and watched. When he came back, the old lady kept telling him that this girl had a good appearance and character.

Lu Bojian was a little helpless. How could he know character when he just met her? The old lady had glared at him and refuted him. She had said that children who could volunteer in Welfare Institute were very poor and had even helped him. She believed that she had lived for more than half of her life.

Because Wen Chuyi helped her old lady, Lu Bojian had a good impression of her out of gratitude. After the old lady talked to him all night, he had a deep impression of her.

He did not expect her to be the one to marry him.

He did not randomly pick a passerby to suspect that she and her grandmother had met for a big conspiracy theorist. Furthermore, it was clear who was the matchmaker between the two of them.

Lu Bojian passed the brewed tea to the old mistress. He ignored the mockery in her eyes, and his expression was a little indifferent.

"Tea?" Lu Bojian asked Wen Chuyi.

Wen Chuyi nodded and took the cup from Lu Bojian. Her fingertips touched the warm fingers of the cup. It was a little hot.

Her fingers were a little cold. Her fingertips reflexively shrunk and almost broke the blanket. Fortunately, she was able to stabilize herself in the end. Lu Bojian's fingers reached forward at the same time and covered half of her fingertips.

"Be careful." The man's low voice gently drifted to Wen Chuyi's ear.

The distance was too close. The voice was so close to her heart that her scalp felt a little numb.

"I'm sorry." Wen Chuyi slightly fanned her mascara and apologized to him.

When the old mistress saw the two of them interact intimately, she smiled in satisfaction and said, "Aiyah, you young people slowly interact with each other. I'll go to the kitchen to take a look."

With that, she got up and left swiftly.

Wen Chuyi drank a mouthful of tea and was almost choked by the old mistress's words. She looked at Lu Bojian. This man was calm and composed. As expected of a family. He must have gotten used to the way the old mistress spoke.

How could she have any relationship with Lu Bojian? It was just a temporary friendly cooperation between the two last night.

Wen Chuyi looked at the cold Lu Bojian now and questioned her memory for a moment. Was the person who asked her to cooperate with the acting and the ambiguous tone really the same person as this indifferent person last night?

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After breakfast, Wen Chuyi looked at the time and went to the company now.

She was going to resign at the company. When she was young, she admired others for having a mother reading a bedtime story. She gradually fell in love with the dubbing.

In the past, in order to please her father, Wen Xinrong, she chose to study economics in college. However, she had always studied dubbing in private. She always dreamed of becoming a dubbing actress one day.

Now, there was no need to please her father anymore. This ex-boyfriend's company did not need to make her feel wronged anymore.

Before leaving, Grandma pulled Wen Chuyi back.

"Chuyi, are you going out?"

Wen Chuyi thought there was something wrong with Grandma and replied, "Yes, Grandma. I have something to do and need to go to the company."

"That's good. Bojian also wants to go out. Let him send you off. The two of you go together!"

As she spoke, her grandma called Lu Bojian and told him to come out quickly.

Wen Chuyi looked at the cunning look that flashed across the old man's face like a child. She smiled helplessly and pretended that she did not know anything.

Lu Bojian came over when he heard her. Wen Chuyi saw that he did not change out of his casual clothes at all. He did not look like he was going out at all.

How could she not know that Grandma just wanted the two of them to be alone?

Lu Bojian saw Wen Chuyi carrying her bag and was about to go out. He said to her, "I'll ask Uncle Chen to send you off."

Uncle Chen was the exclusive driver of Lu family. Usually, he would send Old Master Lu and Old Madam Lu off, but now that Old Master Lu was not around, he would only send off the old mistress.

When Grandma heard his words, she patted his back in frustration, "Aren't you going out today? Just nice to send Chuyi off!"

Lu Bojian frowned when Grandma patted him. He looked at Wen Chuyi and said, "Wait for me."

"Yes. She was not in a hurry. She went to the company today to resign.

Not long after, Lu Bojian came down. He changed his clothes and took Wen Chuyi to the passenger seat with the car keys in his hand.

When he got there, Lu Bojian stopped outside the company. He got out of the car and accompanied Wen Chuyi to the door. He did not go in again.

"Do you need me to wait for you?" Lu Bojian looked at her company. It was the Shen Corporation. He had some impression of it. It seemed that they had a business deal with Lu family.

Wen Chuyi was too embarrassed to ask him to wait. She shook her hand. "No need. Don't you have something to do? I'll take a taxi myself later."

Lu Bojian nodded and did not say anything else. He lifted his chin and signaled Wen Chuyi to go in.

"Then, I will go first. Bye bye." Wen Chuyi waved at him and turned to enter the company.

Lu Bojian smiled and curled the corner of his mouth. No one else had done such a childish action to him except for her.

What could he do for the weekend? It was just an excuse that Grandma had randomly made up.

On the other side, Wen Chuyi had just entered the company and had yet to enter the elevator when she met someone she did not want to see.

She lowered her head and walked to the side. She tried to avoid them but was still discovered.

"Sister ~"

A familiar soft and weak voice sounded in front of her.

Wen Chuyi raised her head and the woman in front of her curled her lips. Her pink lipstick curved into a sweet arc. Her chestnut curly hair draped over her shoulders. She wore a long dress that fluttered with immortal energy. It made her somewhat pale face even more lovable.

Her half-sister, Wen Yayue, was of the same father and half mother. If it wasn't for her, she wouldn't have married over.

Wen Chuyi did not want to see her at all and walked to the right. She did not expect another figure to block her way.

"Chuyi, let's chat with Yayue. She has no choice." The man looked at her with a trace of worry.

Wen Chuyi stopped and looked at him. "Get out of the way. What does it have to do with you if I want to talk to her?"

"Sister, don't be angry with Mr. Shen Zhuang. He did it to help me." Wen Yayue held Shen Zhuang's hand a little tighter as she spoke. She raised her head and looked at Shen Zhuang. "Right, Mr. Shen Zhuang?"

When she finished speaking, she looked at Wen Chuyi's unadorned face and simple clothes and felt a wave of disgust in her heart.

Shen Zhuang saw that Wen Yayue's eyes were full of him and held her hand back. The two of them crossed their fingers.

Wen Chuyi looked at the two of them kissing me in front of her and felt disgusted.

The two of them had their legs crossed. What right did a mistress have to ask her in front of her?

Back then, she and Shen Zhuang had known each other in college as seniors and juniors. One was the young master of a wealthy family with outstanding talent, and the other was a beautiful and intelligent young lady from a wealthy family. Both of them had been regarded as natural born people in school.

Later on, Shen Zhuang started to pursue her. She saw the warmth Shen Zhuang gave her and agreed. Then, under his invitation, she entered the company that the Shen family had entrusted to him to manage.

Unexpectedly, when she worked hard for a job that she did not like and just wanted to help him expand the company's business, her boyfriend and her sister secretly hooked up.

If Wen Yayue did not send a photo of them kissing to her in order to provoke her, she would not have known at all.

Initially, she was still a little uncertain. It was not until Wen Yayue sent her a message the next day and reported a hotel room number that she was completely certain that she had cut off her relationship with Shen Zhuang. Even thinking about it made her feel dirty.

Thinking about how Shen Zhuang had taken less than a minute to deal with the panic in the hotel room, Wen Chuyi only felt that it was ironic.

He was simply shameless!