Chapter 28 - 1.28 Only You
Lu Yizhou accompanied Ren Zexi to send off the last guests — Old Master Meng and Meng Yun, the female protagonist. Old Master Meng's expression was filled with sympathy as he patted Ren Zexi's shoulders. "It's okay, child. This kind of thing will be ordinary once you step foot into the business world. People will either try to get close to you or bring you down. You have to get used to it."
Ren Zexi nodded humbly. "Thank you very much, Old Master Meng."
The elderly patted her granddaughter's back and only then did Meng Yun begrudgingly say, "It's nice to meet you, Young Master Ren. Let's keep in touch." Yet none of them moved to exchange contact information. Turning to Lu Yizhou, Meng Yun flashed a sweet smile. "Thank you for the invitation, Uncle Lu. You look quite exhausted. Please get some rest."
Lu Yizhou hummed. "Thank you for coming, Old Master Meng, Miss Meng."
"Finally!" Ren Zexi stretched his waist after the two people got into the car and left. "Ugh, now I know why you hate parties and crowds, Uncle Lu."
Lu Yizhou patted his head helplessly. "Don't become like me. You have to socialize with others. It's important to increase your network and resources."
The teenager grumbled but still nuzzled his head closer for Lu Yizhou to touch. "But you're still one of the most successful businessmen even with your nonexistent social life."
What he got next was a flick on the forehead. "Don't refute my words."
Ren Zexi giggled and rubbed the place where Lu Yizhou had just flicked. As always the man didn't use any strength at all, it felt ticklish instead. He glanced up at Lu Yizhou and saw that the man indeed looked tired just like that annoying girl, Meng Yun, said. Ren Zexi got worried again and ushered him in. "Why is your complexion so poor? Let's go. We should go back to our rooms and rest."
That was just as Lu Yizhou wanted. He nodded and together, they rode the elevator and separated on the fork in the hallway after Ren Zexi bid goodnight. Lu Yizhou entered his room and closed the door behind him. In an instant, the faint sound of servants cleaning downstairs vanished, replaced by the still silence that he had gotten very familiar with.
[666: Host, are you unwell again?]