bookbashuk Chapter 397 If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight.
Chapter 397 If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight.
Ming Xiangyang took Shen Li to a newly opened Western restaurant in Pengcheng. The restaurant was located on the 36th floor, and you could overlook the night view of the entire city from the window. The environment was very elegant, and there was also the melodious sound of violins in the air.
Shen Li had just sat down and hadn't even had a chance to look at the menu when Ming Xiangyang had already ordered for her—Ming Xiangyang knew better than anyone what she liked to eat.
As soon as I handed the menu to the waiter, a familiar voice came over: "Thank you, could you please order another one of the same set meal?"
Shen Li turned around at the sound, while Ming Xiangyang's face darkened, his lips twitched, and he said irritably, "Are you a ghost? Why are you everywhere?"
His carefully prepared candlelight dinner was completely ruined!
This annoying guy!
The person who came was Lu Zhou. He walked over with a grin and winked at Ming Xiangyang: "Brother Xiangyang, that's not very kind of you, is it? If I hadn't called Mom, I wouldn't have known that Sister Li came to Pengcheng. You actually secretly went on a date with Sister Li."
Shen Li looked at him, her tone tinged with doubt: "How did you know I was here?"
Lu Zhou's smile froze, and he fell silent instantly.
Ming Xiangyang knew perfectly well that only Feng Ye and Feng Hua were with Lili, and the only ones who could have leaked their whereabouts were either Feng Ye or Feng Hua.
The waiter stood to the side, not daring to breathe.
Lu Zhou, however, shamelessly pulled up a chair and sat down, asking the waiter to order another meal.
The originally warm and tranquil atmosphere was abruptly shattered by this "Cheng Yaojin" (a character from Journey to the West).
Shen Li looked at Ming Xiangyang's displeased expression, pursed her lips to suppress a laugh, and her shoulders trembled slightly.
Lu Zhou is incredibly thick-skinned and glib; even if Ming Xiangyang retorts, it has no effect whatsoever.
Because Shen Li didn't live in Pengcheng for long, Lu Zhou didn't live with Ming Xiangyang and the others.
Lu Cheng and Lu Zhou lived in the same small courtyard as before, while Ming Xiangyang lived in the small courtyard next door, looking out for each other without disturbing each other.
Just after dinner, Shen Li's phone rang; it was Lu Cheng calling.
After the call connected, Lu Cheng's voice came through the receiver, calm and clear: "You've come to Pengcheng."
"Mm," Shen Li responded.
"Is Lu Zhou with you?" Lu Cheng's tone was somewhat certain.
Shen Li looked up at Lu Zhou beside her. He clasped his hands together and waved to her repeatedly, his eyes full of pleading. He had come secretly without telling his second brother. She knew without a doubt that if his second brother found out, he would definitely punish him.
His political achievements still depend on his second brother's assistance, so he can't afford to offend him.
Before Shen Li could speak, Ming Xiangyang interrupted into the phone, saying, "Lu Cheng, Lu Zhou is here. Didn't he tell you?"
Shen Li had no choice but to remain silent.
On the other end of the phone, Lu Cheng's lips curled up almost imperceptibly. He didn't say much, but simply asked Shen Li softly, "Are you going back to the courtyard today? I'll prepare things for you."
Shen Li glanced at Ming Xiangyang and said into the phone, "I'll go over tomorrow and stay at Xiangyang's place tonight."
"Okay." Lu Cheng's voice remained gentle, a simple word that conveyed complete tolerance.
Lu Zhou stared intently at Ming Xiangyang with a hint of hostility in his eyes, gritting his teeth as he said, "This is too much."
Ming Xiangyang glanced at him, his tone cold and distant: "Likewise."
Shen Li pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, remaining silent.
Disputes between men are not something women should easily interfere with; it's best to let them resolve them themselves.
If she were to speak rashly, it would seem as if she were favoring one side.
This situation is somewhat like children at home throwing a tantrum and getting into a fight.
I used to think that Lele and I always bickered, but whenever we got involved with her, she never showed favoritism and always punished us both.
Over time, the two little ones no longer dared to cause trouble in front of her—they had clearly figured out the rules and learned to weigh the pros and cons.
As An'an grew up, she became more mature and reliable, and these kinds of small matters were all left to An'an to handle.
Their family is large and powerful, and An'an was raised to be the family heir. If they can't even handle this trivial dispute properly, how will she be able to shoulder the responsibility in the future?
The saying "If you want to wear the crown, you must bear the weight" couldn't be more fitting for An An.
After the dinner ended, everyone went out to get their cars. Feng Hua kept her head down, not daring to even glance at Ming Xiangyang out of the corner of her eye, feeling incredibly nervous.
Throughout their meal, Shen Li's phone never rang once—his men were tight-lipped and would certainly not reveal their whereabouts.
Therefore, the only people who could have leaked the information to Lu Zhou were Shen Li's two bodyguards.
Feng Ye, standing beside him, sighed softly, his face full of helplessness.
Shen Li took in the expressions of the two men, but pretended not to notice and remained calm.
Ming Xiangyang hadn't spent much time with Shen Li for a month, so he naturally suggested going to see a movie after dinner.
Needless to say, Lu Zhou would definitely join in the fun.
After the movie started, Shen Li unexpectedly saw Qin Ling and Lin Yue on the screen.
It has to be said that these two have worked really hard over the years, and now they have actually established themselves in the entertainment industry.
Looking at the two people on the screen, Shen Li suddenly had a thought: the money in the entertainment industry really comes quickly.
However, she currently has no plans to enter the entertainment industry. Of course, if someone in her family wants to try their luck in the future, she wouldn't mind setting up a film and television company specifically for that person.
But that's a story for another time.
Shen Li looked at the picture quality on the screen, which was much more refined than the old films she had seen in her later life.
After all, her Muxi brand, which she runs in Beijing, is booming, with many top makeup artists under her wing, and she has also launched several skincare products ahead of schedule.
Thanks to the butterfly effect, the makeup of actors in movies today is no longer as exaggerated and bizarre as it was in the past; instead, it is natural and appropriate.
A movie lasts three hours, and it was already 9 p.m. when it ended.
The two houses were right next to each other, so everyone decided to ride back together in one car.
However, not long after Ming Xiangyang and Shen Li entered the room, there was a rapid knocking at the door—it was undoubtedly Lu Zhou.
Uncle Hu opened the door and saw Lu Zhou walk in looking dejected. Shen Li couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
Lu Zhou glared at Ming Xiangyang, his tone full of sarcasm: "Who else can I blame? My second brother wouldn't open the door for me and kicked me out."
As he spoke, he stepped forward and grabbed Shen Li's arm, his tone softening and becoming somewhat coquettish: "Sister Li, I'm homeless, you have to take me in."
Ming Xiangyang took a deep breath, suppressing the helplessness in his heart, and turned to Uncle Hu beside him, instructing, "Arrange a guest room for him."
Lu Zhou, however, refused, looking at Shen Li with pleading eyes: "Why go through all this trouble? Can't we just squeeze into one room?"
Shen Li looked at Ming Xiangyang and, seeing his solemn expression, silently turned to Lu Zhou and said gently, "Let's follow the arrangements."
Seeing this, Lu Zhou had no choice but to settle for second best. He smiled at Uncle Hu and said, "Uncle Hu, could you please arrange a room for me next to their bedroom? Thank you."
Uncle Hu simply smiled and nodded, without saying anything more.