Entangled with My Ex's Uncle

Chapter 550: Chapter 550: The Movement is Gentle, Yet Deadly

Chu Shuo was momentarily startled, "What timing?"

"It’s nothing, let’s just wait a bit longer then."

That wait turned out to be a month.

On that day, there was a big investment conference, and Chi Yue planned to attend. Fu Rongyin, as the representative of the Gu Family, was also going to be there.

Chi Yue and Chu Shuo arrived at the venue very early and took a stroll around before Fu Rongyin and Lu Nanxi belatedly made their appearance.

As Chi Yue passed by them, Lu Nanxi greeted her.

"Miss Chi, you’re here too," she looked at Chu Shuo, "doesn’t Mr. Chu have a girlfriend? It’s not quite appropriate for Miss Chi to accompany you, is it?"

Chu Shuo raised his flirtatious eyes, "And you are?"

Chi Yue cleared her throat, reminding him, "This is Lady Fan’s future sister-in-law."

Chu Shuo glanced at her from head to toe and said leisurely, "Not even one ten-thousandth as good as you."

Chi Yue smiled slightly late, "Let’s go over there."

"Sure, the air is much cleaner over there."

As the two left, Lu Nanxi’s face could not hide her displeasure.

Having not seen Chi Yue for a while, Chi Yue seemed like a completely different person, exuding a competent aura from head to toe, especially the way she looked at her with disdain, which nearly made Lu Nanxi lose control and confront her multiple times.

Nevertheless, no matter how much she changed, wasn’t she still unable to keep a man?

Thinking this, she felt much better inside and habitually reached for the hand of the man next to her, only to find it missing.

Turning her head, she saw that Fu Rongyin had already disappeared.

Chi Yue had just walked into the restroom when someone followed her in.

Through the mirror, she saw the handsome face she had been dreaming of.

Chi Yue glanced at him and then withdrew her gaze, acting as if he weren’t there, and began to touch up her makeup. fr\eewebno vel .c(o)m

The man stood behind her, silent, doing nothing.

Chi Yue patiently waited for him to speak, and by the time she had finished touching up her makeup, he still hadn’t said a word. She packed away her cosmetics and walked out with large strides.

Finally, as she was passing by him, he reached out, grabbed her waist in one move.

Chi Yue didn’t push him away, but looked at him with puzzled eyes.

The latter spoke in a soft voice, "When are you free? I’ll come to see Mianmian."

Chi Yue’s eyes narrowed slightly, "I’ll bring her to the office tomorrow. You can come over then, after all, visiting our house would stir up idle talk."

"Okay."

The man withdrew his hand and left with large strides.

Chi Yue stood still, her face flushing hot.

He actually flirted with her so openly, knowing full well she hated being touched on the waist, and when he pulled back his hand, he deliberately scratched her.

The action was light, yet lethal.

Chi Yue waited until she had calmed down before leaving the restroom, just in time to see Chu Shuo looking for her.

"Let’s go, we’re just missing you."

Chi Yue then realized there weren’t many people left at the venue.

The organizers had arranged a dinner, but only a few companies of significant strength actually attended.

Chi Yue and Fu Rongyin happened to be included among them.

As Chi Yue and Chu Shuo entered the private room, they immediately saw Fu Rongyin sitting in the main seat, with Lu Nanxi by his side.

As a female companion, Lu Nanxi was somewhat intrusive. Correct content is on f(r)eew(e)bnovel.(c)o(m)

Just as Chi Yue was about to avoid them, Chu Shuo grabbed her and pushed her next to Fu Rongyin.

"Just sit here. There are only a few main seats left. If you don’t sit, someone else without any sense will," Chu Shuo said and then glanced at Lu Nanxi. noveldrama

Lu Nanxi promptly took her place, "Mr. Chu, are you referring to me as the person without any sense?"

"So you knew? And here I thought your family had fallen on hard times and you had forgotten basic dining etiquette," Chu Shuo said, leaving no room for sentiment, causing a slight change in Lu Nanxi’s expression.

She looked at Fu Rongyin, hoping he would say something, but Fu Rongyin was focused on his tea, not even sparing her a glance.