Lu Sui turnеd his hеаd tо look аt Wu Маngmаng, рlaying alоng, "Whаt servicеs does а 'full расkаgе' include?"
Wu Мangmang was taken abасk, blinking her еyеs—this quеstiоn hаd truly stumреd hеr.
Shе mаde а "pause" gеsturе, quicklу pulled out hеr phonе, and startеd sеаrсhing оn Ваidu.
Then, thеrе was nо "thеn."
Wu Мangmаng felt hеr mоral limits had bееn pushеd once аgain, and she hаd gаinеd somе "new knowledgе."
Ву this time, Lu Sui hаd lеаnеd оvеr and роinted аt Wu Mаngmang's phоne sсrееn, reаding аlоud, "'Dеscendants оf the Dragon' sounds goоd. Let's go for thаt set."
Wu Mаngmang glаnсed аt the description for "Descendants of the Dragon": Four dragons with cat-style blowjob (swaying dragon, spinning dragon, carefree dragon, deep-sucking dragon).
Wu Mangmang felt her eyes were about to go blind and quickly turned the screen black.
"You like this so much? You must have visited plenty before the 'Heaven on Earth' got busted, right?" Wu Mangmang asked.
Lu Sui shook his head with a smile, said nothing, and started the car.
Wu Mangmang leaned over to look at Lu Sui's expression. "'Heaven on Earth' must have been too low-end for someone like Mr. Lu. It should be at least five hundred dollars an hour to match your status."
Wu Mangmang grew more enthusiastic as she spoke. "Recently, there was that Taiwanese actress prostitution scandal. Someone of your status must have been offered connections too, right? Two million New Taiwan dollars a night, tsk tsk."
Wu Mangmang couldn't help but think of Mrs. Liu, Du Yijun, who had chatted happily with Lu Sui at his grassland villa. She had heard some rumors about Mrs. Liu—apparently, she also moonlighted as a matchmaker for celebrities looking for quick money.
Lu Sui felt a headache coming on. Women's associative thinking was truly terrifying.
"What kind of attitude is this? Is this how you pry into a guest's privacy? Call your manager over," Lu Sui said.
"Cunning," Wu Mangmang muttered.
But she was genuinely curious. However, Lu Sui's attitude made her curse inwardly—this old man was truly full of bad intentions.
Wu Mangmang pondered that she should make Lu Sui provide a health report to put her mind at ease.
"What, are you very interested in my sex life?" Lu Sui asked the now-silent Wu Mangmang.
Wu Mangmang shook her head. "To be precise, I'm interested in men." Understanding a bit more of this knowledge would allow her to act as an expert during late-night sessions in WeChat groups.
However, Lu Sui didn't seem inclined to educate Wu Mangmang on the topic. Instead, he asked, "What do you want for breakfast?"
The topic shift was too abrupt. Moreover, this person had just brought up a blush-inducing subject and now switched to talking about food. Wu Mangmang couldn't process it.
But when she caught the scent of pork intestine noodles from the street, Wu Mangmang couldn't help but exclaim, "Stop, stop! Let's eat this."
"Boss, one bowl of clear soup pork intestine noodles, extra pork intestine, no scallions," Wu Mangmang ordered smoothly, not even bothering to ask Lu Sui's opinion, as he had rarely frowned.
Before he could speak, Wu Mangmang raised a silencing finger. "I know, this stuff isn't good for you, and it sounds disgusting, but it's also part of our great Chinese culinary tradition. Besides, I don't eat it every day."
"This pork intestine noodle shop has high ratings on review sites," Wu Mangmang waved her phone in front of Lu Sui. "Are you sure you don't want a bowl?"
Lu Sui shook his head, took a tissue, wiped the stool for Wu Mangmang, and then wiped the table in front of her.Wu Mangmang had a rather large appetite for breakfast. Besides that, she also ordered a beef-stuffed pancake, which was the perfect match for the spicy pork intestine noodles. As she gently bit into the beef pancake, she noticed that the steaming bowl of pork intestine noodles brought over by the busy, sweat-drenched owner actually had scallions in it. She couldn’t help but complain, “Boss, I specifically said no scallions.”
“Sorry, sorry, we’re too busy. I must have mixed it up,” the owner said with a beaming smile, but he didn’t offer to make another bowl.
Wu Mangmang could only wave her hand. “Forget it.”
Of course, Wu Mangmang wouldn’t eat it with scallions. She could only nibble on her pancake and look at Lu Sui, but Mr. Lu clearly didn’t have the same awareness as Ning Zheng.
However, Wu Mangmang had no qualms about making requests. “Help me pick out all the scallions. It’s not like you have anything better to do anyway.”
Lu Sui glanced at Wu Mangmang. “Just order another bowl.”
“Why waste food like that? There are still so many children in Africa who don’t have enough to eat.” Wu Mangmang had clearly forgotten what she had said to Ning Zheng before.
“Don’t you want to help me pick them out?” Wu Mangmang asked, widening her innocent, guileless eyes. She felt like she was pushing her luck to the limit.
To her surprise, after a moment of silence, Lu Sui actually picked up his chopsticks and slowly began picking out the scallions for her.
Wu Mangmang’s heart swelled with excitement. She couldn’t resist taking out her phone and snapping several photos of Lu Sui’s hands. Then, selecting the most flattering angle, she waved the phone in front of Lu Sui. “Your hands look so good when you’re picking out scallions.”
Wu Mangmang withdrew her hand and happily admired the photo herself. “The first time I saw you, I thought your hands were beautiful, like a pianist’s. But I never expected them to look even better picking out scallions.”
Such a beautiful photo had to be shared on Weibo. “When he lowers his head and carefully picks out the scallions for you, his hands are absolutely breathtaking.”
Comments flooded in almost instantly. “So handsome, I’m drooling.”
“So handsome, please touch me.”
“His fingers are so long!!!”
“Hah, I knew I wasn’t the only one whose focus was on the length.”
Wu Mangmang suppressed her laughter and put her phone away.
Looking up, she saw a girl in a pink sweater sitting diagonally across from her, cuddling affectionately with her boyfriend. Several women nearby kept stealing glances at Lu Sui, but the girl in the pink sweater hadn’t paid him any attention at all.
“I can’t finish this. You eat it for me,” the girl in the pink sweater said, pushing her bowl of pork intestine noodles toward her boyfriend. The boy smiled, kissed her on the cheek, and then picked up his chopsticks to eat heartily.
The girl in the pink sweater rewarded him with a kiss on the ear.
This kind of sweet, intimate sharing of saliva was truly nostalgic and enviable.
This was what dating was supposed to be like.
Wu Mangmang turned her head to look at the jade Buddha sitting across from her—pretending to be approachable and bookish, but in reality, not approachable at all.
Lu Sui had finished picking out the scallions and pushed the bowl toward Wu Mangmang.
Wu Mangmang handed over the half-eaten beef pancake in her hand to Lu Sui, pursing her lips and making a suggestive “hm” sound.
Lu Sui took it and placed it directly on the table.
Just look at the difference.
Wu Mangmang suddenly felt rather bored. After taking a couple of bites of the pork intestine noodles, she put down her chopsticks. “I’m full. Let’s go.”
When they got into the car, Wu Mangmang sat as close to the window as possible, her face turned toward it, almost pressed against the door.
Lu Sui remained silent the entire way. Wu Mangmang felt like her relationship was like performing a mime show.Her anger was so obvious, yet Lu Sui didn't even come up to coax her.
The shrewdness of an older man had long taught him that when a woman is angry, it's best to let her stew for a while and talk only after she's calmed down.
Wu Mangmang looked at her blurry reflection in the car window, somewhat missing the person who used to fret for a long time over even her slightest frown.
Ah, was she getting old too, starting to reminisce about the past?
Wu Mangmang smiled self-deprecatingly.
The car stopped at the entrance of the villa. Wu Mangmang unbuckled her seatbelt and was about to get out, but the door wouldn't open. She had no choice but to turn and look at Lu Sui.
"Still angry?" Lu Sui asked.
Compared to Wu Mangmang's nitpicking and self-inflicted distress, Lu Sui appeared much more relaxed and at ease.
It was like two fighters of different weight classes stepping into the ring. Even if Wu Mangmang didn't want to admit defeat, she had no choice.
She was still in the stage of yearning for romance, while Lu Sui had already moved beyond that.
As he had said, he was indeed looking for a girlfriend with marriage in mind.
Someone with suitable living habits, a woman who could bear sons.
"Why would I be angry? You didn't do anything to upset me," Wu Mangmang said insincerely.
Lu Sui replied, "Not eating the pancake you left is just my personal habit. It has nothing to do with our feelings for each other. Even if I ate it, it wouldn't prove that their love is any deeper."
Oh, Wu Mangmang thought, so Lu Sui had noticed that couple too.
Come to think of it, that couple's display of affection was indeed too conspicuous.
Wu Mangmang looked at Lu Sui challengingly. "What if I said my habit is that my boyfriend must unconditionally eat whatever I leave behind? That way, I wouldn't have to worry about whether I can finish my food before ordering. I could eat whatever I want and try whatever I like."
Girls always love to try new things. They buy something, find they don't like it, and casually hand it to their boyfriend. Him eating it unconditionally is the sweetest form of pampering.
It has nothing to do with money.
Lu Sui said, "You can try whatever you want. It doesn't matter if you can't finish it."
Wu Mangmang picked a fight, saying, "But I also think frugality is a virtue."
"So, I think our living habits are incompatible," Wu Mangmang said, looking into Lu Sui's eyes.
"Then how much weight do you think this issue carries in our lives?" Lu Sui asked.
Alright, it was a bit of an overreaction, Wu Mangmang admitted.
"If it's not a crucial issue, can we set it aside for now and seek common ground while reserving differences?" Lu Sui said.
Damn this rational older man.
Wu Mangmang couldn't quite wrap her head around it and finally struggled to say, "But I'm going to write this down. Quantity changes can lead to qualitative changes."
Lu Sui nodded.
Wu Mangmang took out her phone, opened the notes app, and wrote:
November 2nd, refused to eat the beef pancake I left. Also, he didn't pick out the scallions carefully enough—several pieces remained.
After writing, she showed it to Lu Sui. "Take a look. If there's no problem, sign and fingerprint it."
Lu Sui was both amused and exasperated.
"Was it Ms. Liu's attitude that upset you?" Lu Sui opened the car door for Wu Mangmang.
Wu Mangmang was momentarily puzzled, then pretended not to understand. "Why do you ask?"
"You were suddenly a bit..." Lu Sui seemed to be searching for the right words and finally settled on one, "aggressive.""I don't understand, speak Chinese," Wu Mangmang said.
Actually, it was quite difficult to express this in Chinese.
"Did you eat gunpowder today?" Lu Sui asked.
Wu Mangmang had actually realized this herself. She wanted to oppose Ms. Liu, which led her to start opposing Lu Sui as well.
"No, actually, my obedience these past few days was just an act," Wu Mangmang confessed.
Currently, Wu Mangmang found herself in a dilemma, so she had no choice but to leave the decision to Lu Sui.
In truth, Lu Sui was like a chicken rib to her—tasteless to eat, but a pity to discard.
However, after yesterday's incident, she believed that soon everyone would learn about her relationship with Lu Sui. If they broke up just like that, and people found out she hadn't even tasted what Lu Sui was like, Wu Mangmang felt she would definitely be laughed to death.
Ah, face—such a superficial thing, yet you couldn't help but care about it.
Right now, Wu Mangmang hoped Lu Sui would take the initiative to dump her. After all, she was already used to it.
"Thank goodness. I've seen plenty of obedient girls," Lu Sui said.
Wu Mangmang felt she had been too slow to realize it. She had wondered why Lu Sui had taken a liking to her.
Obedient, beautiful girls were a dime a dozen on the streets. How did such a pie fall right onto Wu Mangmang's head?
Although Wu Mangmang had once unrealistically fantasized that Lu Sui might have fallen in love with her at first sight or had unknowingly fallen deeply and helplessly in love with her, she also knew that was just wishful thinking.
Today, she finally understood. It turned out he was just using her as a fresh and exciting plaything.
Wu Mangmang felt a sense of relief. Recently, being with Lu Sui had almost turned her into a restrained and proper lady.
Who would have thought Lu Sui didn't care for restraint or propriety at all? He was actually drawn to her erratic behavior.
Wu Mangmang thought to herself that from now on, she could probably consider herself "officially authorized to be erratic."
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