My Drama Missy

Chapter 33

Wu Маngmаng glаnced аt thе dооr оf Lu Sui’s study, took оut hеr phonе, and thought tо hеrsеlf thаt thе оnline world wаs still better.

Late at night, the grоuр of wоmen hаd аll frееd up аnd соntinuеd tо prеss Wu Mangmang аbоut who hеr blind date was.

Lоng Xiujuan hаd alreаdу stаrtеd mаking sаrсastic rеmаrks, saуing Wu Маngmang wаs lying just tо tеase еvеryоne.

Looking bаck now, Wu Mаngmаng trulу wished shе had been lуing.

Shе tоssed hеr рhоnе оntо the sоfа, ran intо Lu Sui’s roоm in a fit of рique, rummаgеd thrоugh his wardrоbе, рiсked out a nаvy blue shirt and a pаir of khaki cаsual pаnts, then fоund а pаir of scissors and started DIY-ing.

She cut the long pants into hot pants, and with a belt, they looked like a little culotte skirt. The shirt was also boldly shortened at the front, tied into a knot above her navel.

As for the back—well, the back was beyond her control.

Wu Mangmang went to the guest room she had stayed in before to take a shower. Poor thing, she didn’t dare go commando, so she had to hand-wash her panties in the bathroom and blow-dry them with a hairdryer.

As for the bra, she let it fend for itself.

Fortunately, the shirt was loose and dark in color, so even without wearing one, it wouldn’t reveal anything.

After getting herself sorted, Wu Mangmang returned downstairs. Lu Sui was already sitting quietly in the living room with his eyes closed, resting.

Hearing the noise, Lu Sui opened his eyes and looked at Wu Mangmang, thinking to himself that women probably had a natural talent for tailoring.

Actually, he didn’t stop to think that Wu Mangmang had grown up playing with Barbie dolls—changing outfits was her specialty.

Still, Lu Sui’s admiring gaze pleased Wu Mangmang.

She sighed inwardly, thinking, “This old man Lu Sui really has some damn charm. When he looks at you intently, it feels like you’ve captured the attention of the entire world.”

Wu Mangmang unconsciously straightened her back. To hide her flushed face, she casually nodded at Lu Sui, then turned and went to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of milk from the fridge.

The cool milk settled in her stomach. As she walked, she sipped it and sat down on the single sofa beside Lu Sui, hearing him say to her, “You can sit closer to me.”

How rare?

He spoke like an emperor. In her mind, Wu Mangmang acted out a scene for Lu Sui, imagining him saying in a condescending tone in the future, “You may share my bed, you may bear my children, you may…”

Wu Mangmang wiped the milk foam from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, deliberately being as rough as possible. If Lu Sui could tolerate it, fine; if he couldn’t, even better.

Since they were dating, there was no need to hide her habits. Otherwise, if she pretended and put on airs, it would all come out after marriage anyway.

“I like sitting here just fine,” Wu Mangmang said, acting like a rebellious teenager. She adjusted her posture even further, propping her legs up on the armrest of the sofa and swinging them in the air. Then she looked at Lu Sui and asked, “Your Majesty, may I play on my phone for a while?”

Lu Sui looked at Wu Mangmang for half a minute before finally standing up and going to the kitchen to get some water.

A sense of pride surged in Wu Mangmang’s heart—the feeling of “I’m not afraid of you, old man.” She finally regained her interest in scrolling through WeChat.

The WeChat group was no longer discussing Wu Mangmang’s blind date but had shifted to talking about the Christmas ball at Lu Manor.

The Christmas ball at Lu Manor had been held for nearly a century and had become a tradition for the city’s elite during the holidays, much like how ordinary people were accustomed to watching the Spring Festival Gala on New Year’s Eve.

Judging by the name, Lu Manor was clearly connected to the Lu family.It is said that Lu Sui's great-grandmother was an English lady who loved hosting tea parties and dances, thus initiating the tradition of the Lu Manor Christmas Ball in this city.

Those invited were all renowned ladies and gentlewomen from across the country, not limited to the city itself, so one can imagine how difficult it was to obtain an invitation.

The Lu Manor Christmas Ball had evolved into an industry, managed by a professional team behind the scenes, though the current person in charge was Lu Sui's aunt, Lu Jianan, also a formidable figure.

Every year, Lu Jianan's charitable foundation raised the most funds, and her charity star-studded night was considered a major event in the circle, with no popular star failing to attend.

For such grand occasions, Wu Mangmang and her friends naturally had no chance to witness them firsthand, as no one in their entire WeChat group had ever received an invitation. However, this year was different.

According to Long Xiujuan, she had received reliable news that she would receive an invitation card this year, thanks to her fiancé.

Wu Mangmang couldn't help but glance at Lu Sui, who was quietly using his tablet to check the stock market or financial information, feeling a surge of vain satisfaction.

If she were really dating Lu Sui, she should be able to get an invitation too, right?

If, unfortunately, she married Lu Sui, she might even get to open the dance at the Lu Manor Christmas Ball.

With this thought, the halo of charm around Lu Sui seemed to shine a little brighter. Wu Mangmang had to admit that dating a man like Lu Sui really elevated one's status.

It was super satisfying to the vanity!

Thinking of this, Wu Mangmang felt that dating Lu Sui was actually no loss. After all, she had long grown tired of being an old virgin.

Although Lu Sui was a bit older, he was still in his prime, with a good figure and looks. It would be a waste not to sleep with him.

Besides, Wu Mangmang was also inexperienced, so finding someone experienced would be perfect for learning, and the first time might be less painful.

It was said that women couldn’t really enjoy it much during their first time, so an older man with slightly less stamina would be just right. If she encountered some vigorous young man who could go several times a night, it would be torture.

Wu Mangmang’s thoughts jumped from one thing to another. She put away her phone, sat cross-legged beside Lu Sui, and he looked up at her.

Wu Mangmang wasn’t quite used to such close eye contact with Lu Sui. She instinctively leaned back, cleared her throat, and said, "So, does that mean you’re my boyfriend now?"

Lu Sui gave an "Mm," a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. "You finally don’t have to call me uncle anymore."

Both of them silently recalled the "bf" incident. Wu Mangmang felt a bit embarrassed herself. "I didn’t know that little account belonged to Dong Keke at the time. I said that to further figure out the other person’s identity."

Lu Sui gave another "Mm."

Wu Mangmang tapped her phone against her chin, couldn’t help but tilt her head to look at Lu Sui, and asked, "Why did you come out to a blind date?"

Lu Sui put away his tablet. "The elders have always been very enthusiastic about matchmaking for me."

"How many blind dates have you been on before this?" Wu Mangmang was essentially treating Lu Sui’s affairs as gossip.

Lu Sui remained silent.

Alright, Wu Mangmang reined in her gossipy curiosity a bit. "When you saw it was me in the photo, didn’t you think it was strange for two acquaintances to be on a blind date?"

"Not really," Lu Sui said."So, you really do have a good impression of me, right?" Wu Mangmang pressed on. "When did you realize..."

Women can sometimes be a bit too talkative. Fortunately, men cleverly invented the act of "kissing."

In Lu Sui's view, this was entirely invented to silence women's pretty mouths and keep them from spoiling the mood.

Wu Mangmang had absolutely no preparation when Lu Sui kissed her squarely. Her eyes remained wide open, and for a moment, she didn't know whether to close them.

Lu Sui's kiss was gentle, lightly pressed against her lips, his tongue softly licking back and forth.

It was a tender and cherished experience. Wu Mangmang's eyelids were already growing heavy, and her body began to soften.

But the next moment, just as Lu Sui attempted to pry open her teeth, Wu Mangmang pushed him away.

Based on Wu Mangmang's extensive experience, Uncle Lu's kissing skills were quite good—just lacking a bit of patience, too eager.

It was only their first kiss, and he already wanted a French kiss? Simply dreaming!

Wu Mangmang covered her mouth with her hand, quickly straightening up and moving away from Lu Sui. "No, no, this is too fast."

Some principles can be compromised, but others absolutely cannot.

Wu Mangmang had already compromised once today.

According to her past blind date experiences, even if both parties took a liking to each other, there still had to be a trial period. Never had a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship been confirmed on the same day.

This was already a compromise for Lu Sui.

So another principle absolutely could not be broken.

"We've just started dating; we can't do this. At least a week before we can hold hands, two weeks before you can kiss my forehead. Kissing should only be considered after a month, and within three months, absolutely no substantial progress should be expected." Wu Mangmang wagged her index finger gently in front of Lu Sui's eyes.

"This is my principle," Wu Mangmang added.

"I respect your principle," Lu Sui nodded. "I apologize for what just happened."

Hmm, being respected so easily made Wu Mangmang feel a bit unsettled.

She couldn't help but start doubting her own charm and her life.

At that moment, Lu Sui's phone happened to ring.

The caller was none other than someone Wu Mangmang had just thought of—Lu Jianan, Lu Sui's aunt.

Of course, Wu Mangmang didn't know who this Great God was, but since Lu Sui answered the call without leaving, she openly sat nearby to eavesdrop.

Still, Wu Mangmang moved to a single sofa nearby and began fiddling with her phone to show that she actually respected others' privacy.

"I heard you went on a blind date today? What were you being so picky about before? Now you've actually fallen to the point of needing blind dates." Lu Jianan mocked Lu Sui. "But it's good. You finally came to your senses. No matter how capable you are, you always need a woman to care for you, right?"

"Is there something you need?" Lu Sui acted as if he hadn't heard Lu Jianan's lengthy speech.

"Did it work out? I heard you agreed after seeing the photo." Lu Jianan probed.

"It did," Lu Sui glanced at Wu Mangmang, not bothering to hide it.Wu Mangmang’s ears had been perked the whole time, barely able to make out that the voice on the other end of the call was a woman’s—gentle and soft, but so low that she couldn’t catch the dialogue clearly.

But what did Lu Sui’s “it’s settled” mean? And why did he glance at her?

In a flash of insight, Wu Mangmang guessed that the caller might be Lu Sui’s relative.

Lu Jianan asked again, “What about this year’s Christmas ball? How about you and her opening the dance together?”

Lu Jianan’s question wasn’t idle. If Lu Sui agreed to open the dance with his little girlfriend, it would mean he had acknowledged her as his chosen one.

Then the Lu family’s attitude toward that little girlfriend would be completely different. After all, the future first lady of the Lu financial empire couldn’t be treated lightly.

“Let’s see,” Lu Sui said indifferently.

Lu Jianan felt a pang of disappointment. She had thought that this time, Lu Sui had finally found his destined one.

“Well, suit yourself,” Lu Jianan said before hanging up, though she couldn’t resist adding, “Lu Sui, you’re the only male heir in three generations. Three generations!”

Lu Sui replied with serene detachment, “I’ve already frozen my sperm. The Lu family won’t die out.”

Wu Mangmang nodded in agreement. With technology so advanced, it would be a shame not to freeze sperm while the quality was still good.

Even Boss Wu from her own family had frozen his sperm, because the Wu family now only had Wù Dàndàn as the sole male heir. To put it bluntly, if anything unfortunate were to happen and Boss Wu’s sperm quality declined, preventing him from producing a second heir, the Wu family would collapse.

Even Wu Mangmang had developed a sense of crisis early on, freezing her eggs at the age of twenty-four.

Her thoughts couldn’t help but drift to the idea of her frozen eggs combining with Lu Sui’s frozen sperm.

By the time Wu Mangmang snapped back to reality, Lu Sui had already ended the call.

“Your phone is ringing,” Lu Sui reminded her.

“Ms. Liu’s words are too biased, who says women are inferior to men? Men fight on the frontiers, women weave at home…” Hearing the off-key Henan opera melody she had recorded for Ms. Liu coming from her phone, Wu Mangmang quickly answered it.

Ever since her previous ringtone had been exposed by Wù Dàndàn, Wu Mangmang had recorded a new one for Ms. Liu.

Wu Mangmang wasn’t as open as Lu Sui. She picked up her phone and walked away, only answering it when she reached a corner. “Ms. Liu, couldn’t wait to ask about the progress?”

“Cut the nonsense, just tell me,” Ms. Liu said bluntly.

“It’s settled,” Wu Mangmang replied succinctly.

“What’s he like? When are you bringing him back for me to meet? I still don’t know anything about his background,” Ms. Liu said, sounding concerned.

“Isn’t it too early to meet the parents? Don’t worry, he’s quite wealthy—definitely able to support me,” Wu Mangmang said. “And he’ll be generous in a divorce too. I won’t lack for alimony.”

That’s what Wù Dàndàn had said.

“Ugh, don’t say such unlucky things,” Ms. Liu scolded before asking, “Are you coming back tonight? Sister Wang made you pork lung, lily, and almond soup.”

“No, I’m not coming back. I’m spending the night at his place,” Wu Mangmang said casually.

Ms. Liu immediately shrieked on the other end of the line, “Wu Mangmang, what did I teach you?!”

Wu Mangmang thought to herself, Did you ever teach me anything?"Nowadays, wealthy men are a rare commodity. I'm just trying to secure him as quickly as possible," Wu Mangmang said with a perfectly straight face. "Alright, I won't keep talking. He'll be out of the shower soon."