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Anonymousperson_add

July 16, 2023 at 2:44 AM

It is nice to see the character development of LZQ. She’s now matured enough not to be jealous/hostile to the ex.

Anonymousperson_add

November 13, 2025 at 11:57 AM

Worst author note I've ever read

<h2 style="text-align: left;">Chapter 81: Dinner Party</h2>Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3975255 <span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">this translation was originally posted on https://love4baihe blogspot.com please read it there. and check out other stories too.<div> </div>Lu Zhiqiao stood outside with a calm expression, her eyes shining brightly, and the corners of her mouth curled up when she saw the person behind the door. It was a familiar scene again, but the parties switched places. Qi Yan was stunned, her expression frozen on her face, "Why are you here?" "Our company is a sponsor." Lu Zhiqiao said with a faint smile, her eyes wandering on her face. After the parent-teacher meeting at the end of the term, it has been half a month now, and she had no news about Qi Yan, let alone seeing that face. The person who used to hang around in the past is gone one day, and she realizes that she has already been burned in the bottom of her heart. In the past half a month, she finished writing a thick notebook, which was filled with Qi Yan's name. She repeatedly looked at the photos of the Spring Festival trip, and there were traces of the two of them everywhere. The eggshell lamp beside her bed has been lit countless times in the dark night. As long as she claps her hands, the dim yellow light will turn into a knight, driving away the dragon of darkness, and silently guarding her. Counting down on her fingers every day, but worried that her guess was wrong, maybe Qi Yan would not come. With this person's temperament, how can she easily obey the work arrangement? This business trip is a gamble. She set foot on the island with anxiety and mixed feelings. The moment she saw Qi Yan, all the worries were worth it. She was used to look at this face before, and she couldn’t find anything new. But looking at it now, wondering about how it feels and tastes, every inch is a surprise. For example, the eyes of purest amber, the eyelashes like fine feather fans, the nose, the lips...all are brought into her mind. She doesn't know when they will meet again. Qi Yan muttered a soft 'oh', but didn't speak. The sponsor was not mentioned in the work email, and Assistant Feng didn't mention it either, because she didn't care about it and didn't need to know, so she naturally didn't pay attention.  But Lu Zhiqiao knew that she was working in this team, and as an executive, she should be familiar with this kind of business activities, so it would not be difficult to mobilize it to her convenience. Therefore, she was sure that their meeting today was not by chance. All right, Lu Zhiqiao. She knows how to set her up. What good does this do? She has never seen any provocative means before. Thinking of this in her heart, she still felt a little rippling, and a little sweet throbbing. "Change your clothes first." Lu Zhiqiao said softly, "I don't have time to talk right now, see you tonight." After she finished speaking, she looked around, leaned forward suddenly, and lowered her voice: "I want to see you in red." Her thin soft lips gently brush her cheeks, leaving a creamy chocolate-like lipstick aroma. She turned around quickly and entered the opposite room. "..." Qi Yan froze in place, her breathing stagnated for a few seconds, and she raised her hand to touch the place where she had been kissed. She saw a streak of red on her fingertips. There were designers, media, brand parties and sponsors present at the dinner. The hall was magnificently decorated and very emotional. The scene was very lively, but everyone put on some airs and showed restraint. Except for Jiang Yu and Lu Zhiqiao. Jiang Yu was wearing a white halter dress and a suit jacket, slim and sexy, with a pair of long legs that stood out, and a smile on her cold and bony face, giving people a sense of indifference. Lu Zhiqiao, on the other hand, had a long black open-shoulder dress with cape-like wide sleeves, which draped well, revealing her thin white wrists. She has slightly curly hair, and a simple necklace around her neck. Her lips are bright red, and the moles at the end of her eyes are cold and moving. Tonight is their home game. The two of them held cups and chatted freely, with normal expressions on their faces. Although Jiang Yu had an overwhelming advantage in height, Lu Zhiqiao was even better in terms of aura. The black dress looks dignified, the open-shoulder collar is sensual, and the cape sleeves looked magnificent. She stands there with a smile on her face, her eyes are looking at someone, her ears can hear the voice of another person, and she is paying attention to the surrounding environment. She answers to conversations graciously, with full attention to everyone she talks to, without rushing her way. If Jiang Yu is a wild horse, Lu Zhiqiao is an elegant white swan. The two seemed to be the focus of the scene, attracting attention. Qi Yan leaned in the corner drinking, her eyes glanced at the two of them intentionally or unintentionally, extremely lazy. Tonight's occasion has nothing to do with "part-time workers". Originally, there was no need to come, but Jiang Yu made a request, and even the post-production seniors were not spared, so she had to cooperate. She brought a total of two evening dresses, one black and one red. She planned to wear black tonight, but... Her eyes fell on Lu Zhiqiao's face, and suddenly became deep. Qiao Qiao wants to see her in red. So she wore it. She moved her gaze down, vaguely saw the deep "career line", and couldn't help squinting her eyes. Suddenly, the woman looked over. She seemed to know that she was looking at her unscrupulously, there was no wave in her eyes, it was just a slight glance, but it seemed to contain deep meaning. This glance made Jiang Yu also look her way, and met her gaze impartially, with a clear sense of inquiry. Qi Yan hurriedly turned her face and looked away. After a while, feeling that the scorching gaze on her face was no longer there, she turned back again, this time she didn't look at the "career line", and she didn't know where she was looking. It seems that she wasn't even looking, but she had a panoramic view. It's because her eyes are too small to see enough. Missing her for half a month, Qi Yan found things for herself to do every day, not daring to stop, not daring to let her mind go blank. She wanted to open the "Feng Chen" countless times to take a look, but then forcefully suppressed the thought, competing with herself for no reason, but she didn't understand what it was. She could feel the change in Lu Zhiqiao. Just because she felt it, she felt a lot of confusion. She didn't know which one was the real Lu Zhiqiao, the past or the present, and she didn't know which one she loved. The moment she opened the door this evening, she was pleasantly surprised, and then deduced that it was not a coincidence that they met here. Her heart throbbed, and there was a little soreness, and only then did she believe that she had weight in Lu Zhiqiao's heart. But how much is the so-called weight? Will that person give up on her in the next impulsive trade-off? Soft and soothing pure music played in the hall, as thin as running water, and the gentle lights are sprinkled on everyone, and all the eyes are smiling faces, exquisite makeup, and handsome figures. Diffusing a dreamy vibe. Qi Yan drank her wine, sighed, put down the glass and turned to go to the bathroom. It is inconvenient to go to the toilet in an evening dress. Fortunately, the toilet space in this hotel is large enough and clean, which can relieve some inconvenience. She came out and washed her hands, and carefully checked her makeup in the mirror. Her lipstick was rubbed off a bit, and the brownish red faded into bright red under the light. Qi Yan lowered her head and took out her lipstick from her handbag. When the sound of high heels came from the door, nearing her way, she subconsciously turned her head, and a black figure came into her sight. The visitor's fragrant shoulders were exposed, her neck was slender, and her thin silver chain earrings were shining. Oh. She was followed. Qi Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, without saying a word, she looked away. The high-heeled shoes approached, her steps, steady and powerful, Lu Zhiqiao stepped forward with the corners of her lips hooked, reached out, and gently took away the lipstick between her fingers, "I'll help you apply it." "..." It is still the familiar cold fragrance rushing over, a little bit of cold citrus smell, which is bitter and pleasant, and then slowly turns into a deep sandalwood fragrance, thick and cool. The same perfume, used with different clothes on different occasions, has very different effects. It usually smells only detached and provocatively cold, but now it has a little more atmosphere and softness, as well as a seemingly uncontrollable sense of dominance. Qi Yan sniffed lightly, unable to refuse. "You are beautiful tonight." Lu Zhiqiao pursed her lips and smiled, took off the lipstick cap, and twisted out a little paste, "Red really suits you." Qi Yan wore a flamboyant bright red, tube top-style gown, with double rows of lace-up hollows at the back, showing off her figure very much - if she hadn't cut off her waist-length hair, she would have looked even better. There was regret in her eyes, she smiled softly, raised her arms, held the lipstick to Qi Yan's lips, and carefully applied it. "You are beautiful too." Qi Yan said subconsciously. Lu Zhiqiao's hands shook, the lipstick was accidentally applied crookedly, and she quickly stretched out her index finger to wipe it off gently. Her fingertips were warm, and Qi Yan took a light breath, snatched the lipstick from her hand, "I'll do it myself." The rubbed off part was painted evenly, Qi Yan looked carefully in the mirror, and couldn't find any place that needed to be repaired, so she applied it twice, capped the lipstick, and put it back in her bag. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Lu Zhiqiao looking at her. She ignored her and turned around to leave, but she was suddenly pulled back after taking two steps. Then she heard a tearing sound, and the tie on the back of her dress was loosened, and the whole upper part fell off, and she staggered, feeling a chill in front of her, she lowered her head abruptly. "!!!" "..." There was an iron hook on the wall, which was half blocked by the decorative leaves. She didn't pay attention when she went out, and walked a little too quickly. The tie on the back was hooked, and even the whole piece was torn, revealing the *stickers. Qi Yan was dumbfounded. Lu Zhiqiao was also dumbfounded. Outside, a sound of high-heels is coming their way. Qi Yan hurriedly covered her dress while Lu Zhiqiao suddenly recovered, and quickly stepped forward to block her behind. In the next second, Jiang Yu's figure appeared at the door. She turned her head, saw Lu Zhiqiao, was stunned for a moment, and greeted with a smile: "Ms. Lu." Then she looked at Qi Yan behind her, and raised her eyebrows in surprise, "What's wrong?" This person is really tall. When they were in the hall just now, the place was spacious. Now the space next to the sink is relatively narrow and as soon as she came in, it seemed even more cramped. The pair of stiletto shoes were about five or six centimeters, visually more than one meter eight, and the high-end bony face was a bit fierce, but when she smiled, she made people feel at ease. Even looking up at her slightly, there was no discomfort. It's weird, she couldn't hate her. Lu Zhiqiao looked calm, and smiled lightly: "There is something wrong with Miss Qi's dress." Hearing this, Jiang Yu tilted her head and looked past her, wanting to find out. Lu Zhiqiao moved quietly and blocked her. Jiang Yu paused, her eyes fell on her face, suddenly subtle. Qi Yan became an ant in a hot pot behind her. She didn't feel bad if the dress was broken, but she couldn't even cover it up like this, and there was no way to go out unless she put on a coat... She suddenly remembered that she could call the hotel's phone, she looked up and around, but did not see any signs. What a broken hotel. There is no service phone posted on the wall. She has already made a fool of herself in front of her ex-girlfriends*, she doesn't want to appear so ugly in public anymore! (*T/N: I don't know how Chinese language show plural form (i will research on this later), but the word for ex gf is qian nu you, qian= former/early.the raw wrote qian qian qian nu you and google translated it as plural, so I'm taking it as Qi Yan is also referring to Lu Zhiqiao. (I could.be wrong though)) Time seemed to be on stand still, Lu Zhiqiao's gentle smile concealed anxiety, hoping that Jiang Yu would leave soon, so that she could let Qi Yan go into the toilet cubicle and ask the waiter for a bathrobe by herself. But this person kept looking, as if she wanted to spy on them. Strong hostility wells up in her heart... In terms of private affairs, she faintly felt that she could hate this woman. "Ms. Jiang, can you ask a waiter for a bathrobe please?" Lu Zhiqiao said politely, with a gentle smile in her eyes. Jiang Yu looked at Lu Zhiqiao, then at Qi Yan, her intriguing eyes glanced back and forth, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she suddenly raised her hand, took off her suit jacket, and handed it over: "It's ready-made, put it on, and leave first." Lu Zhiqiao's expression was indifferent, but her heart was overwhelmed, and the hand hidden in the sleeve of the wide cape pinched her palm. Is she provoking? No, this is a normal human reaction. There is a ready-made one, there is no need to go to the waiter to get it, she would do the same. After all, Jiang Yu didn't know about their relationship. She can't be impulsive. Qi Yan looked at her jacket, subconsciously glanced at Lu Zhiqiao, but didn't answer. Jiang Yu raised her brows, her eyes became more and more soft, but it was only a fleeting moment, and she couldn't catch it. She looked at Qi Yan and explained quietly: "You are part of our team, and I brought up the team. No matter what happens, I have the obligation to take care of you and be responsible for you." Her voice was light, and she couldn't hear any emotion, it was just a casual explanation. At that moment, Lu Zhiqiao couldn't help but speculate with the greatest malice, whether this person was acting, whether she was really taking care of a member of the team, or just because she loved Qi Yan... The word "love" flashed in her mind, and her heart ached. But seeing Jiang Yu's serious expression, with a calm and indifferent look on her face, she vetoed her own dark thoughts. Instead, she thought this person was quite interesting, unlike the "vicious ex"she had preconceived in her mind. What is she doing? Before she could make a move, she started fighting in her heart, thinking of something messy and boring. "Mm, Ms. Qi put it on first, then go back." Lu Zhiqiao turned her head and agreed with a smile. Qi Yan didn't look at them, took the suit jacket silently, said thank you, put it on, and walked around the two of them. After the dinner was over, the group went back to their rooms. Lu Zhiqiao took a bath, put on a cool suspender nightdress, sat on the bed and checked her phone. She sorted out the photos taken by her assistant tonight, selected a few that she liked, clicked on WeChat, and posted on Moments. The setting is only visible to Qi Yan. For the first half month of dynamic content, all of them were "visible only to Qi Yan". Not a single like. Maybe Qi Yan has blocked her Moments a while ago, so she can't see her activities at all. Not to mention likes. After posting, she turned on the music app and played "Lonely Northern Hemisphere". After hearing half of it, she felt tired, and changed to "Let Her Land". ——she doesn't have gorgeous fireworks——no birds that migrate either …. ——would rather be a boat ——if you were the sea ——at least let her land in your arms Lu Zhiqiao quietly leaned against the back of the bed, closed her eyes, and listened to the clear and steady female voice, from the beginning to the high-pitched, and then to the end, the world quieted down, only her own breathing. She opened her eyes, picked up a small toy on the bed, stared at it for a moment, said "Yanyan" in her heart, and then rolled herself into the quilt... <span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Author's Note: "My wife is playing with toys more and more, what should I do?" Yan Yan: I taught well at the beginning (The characters in other books that have appeared so far are all soy sauce*, and the timeline should not be taken seriously, Niu Niu and the senior sister are pure friendship) *passer by, also a play on words on Jiang Yu (jiang yoo) (江虞) and Jiang You/soy sauce (jiang yow) (酱油) Source: jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3975255Raw: love4baihe blogspot com  <a href="https://love4baihe.blogspot.com/2023/05/ch-80-there-are-always-teachers-who.html" style="font-size: medium; text-decoration-line: none;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-line: underline; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><<PREV</a> | <a href="https://love4baihe.blogspot.com/2023/03/there-are-always-teachers-who-want-to.html" style="font-size: medium; text-decoration-line: none;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-line: underline; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">TOC</a> |  <a href="https://love4baihe.blogspot.com/2023/03/index.html" style="font-size: medium; text-decoration-line: none;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-line: underline; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">INDEX</a> | <a href="https://love4baihe.blogspot.com/2023/05/ch-82-there-are-always-teachers-who.html">NEXT>></a>

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