Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 215 - 169. Joy of Moving to a New Residence

Chapter 215: 169. Joy of Moving to a New Residence

The silent SUV gradually moved further away, leaving Deng Yuan with a shattered heart scattered on the ground.

"What’s going on with senior Deng Yuan, cursing in front of the goddess? Doesn’t he care about his image?"

Lu Jincheng drove with one hand, while his other hand still wandered over the thigh of the passenger seat, asking casually.

The feeling of polka dot stockings was delicate and smooth, with particles embellished in the middle, clear and soft.

"Hahaha, who knows what’s with him, he’s so emotionally unstable, getting angry at the drop of a hat, really disappointing."

Mou Keyan giggled, her delicate cherry lips curling into an arc.

For his convenience, the senior sister had adjusted her seat a bit backward, slipped off her black leather shoes, and crossed her shapely legs on the right side of the center console, one above the other.

"Hey, was he angry even before I touched you?"

Lu Jincheng curiously turned to look at Mou Keyan’s expression and teased her with a smile.

It was obvious from the senior sister’s choice of words that her chat with Deng Yuan at the coffee shop hadn’t been so pleasant either.

How do you break through to a servile devotee?

He couldn’t help but be curious as well.

The man’s gaze followed Mou Keyan’s relaxed pose, the gentle curves of her waist, legs beautifully blending from black to white, finally resting on her delicate and translucent feet.

Ten toes tender as bamboo shoots, painted with a beautiful fragrant pink like flower petals, all wrapped in stockings, the girl noticed his aggressive gaze and deliberately arched her feet together before spreading them apart again.

Little Fairy.

Lu Jincheng’s heart felt like it was being scratched by a cat, itching fiercely. He couldn’t help reaching out to hold the feet in his palm.

"Right, we were chatting, and he just kept bringing you up. I don’t know why he had to make it a competition, I just casually stated a few facts, and he broke down."

"He has no resilience at all, boring."

The senior sister pursed her lips and chuckled lightly, but the sly look in her eyes revealed a slight sense of pride.

"Even the strongest shoulders can’t bear this kind of pressure."

Lu Jincheng couldn’t help but sigh.

"Let’s not talk about him, huh? Is this the new car you just mentioned?"

In contrast to her silence and composure with Deng Yuan, Mou Keyan seemed to have endless topics to discuss with her own boss.

People who like you won’t let the thread fall to the ground; they will find their own topics of conversation.

She straightened her back slightly, looking around, her eyes squinting.

"Good, good, good, Mr. Lu, this back seat is so spacious. Isn’t it enough for you to stretch out now?"

A girl who has tasted the forbidden fruit, whether in terms of boundaries, thinking, or the capacity for wild imagination, is vastly different from a fledgling bird.

Despite He Ying being a year older than Mou Keyan and the experienced president of the Student Union, her sense of perception in this regard couldn’t compare even to the latter’s little finger.

Things that He Ying needed time to react to, Miao Miao understood immediately.

"Shall I find an empty spot to stop and try out the back seat space?"

"Eh... not today."

Senior sister’s eyes were full of sparkling ripples, yet she bit her cherry lips and spread her hands to indicate it was not possible.

"Hmm?"

Mr. Lu hummed through his nose in confusion, and Mou Keyan grabbed his right hand.

"...You see, isn’t it impossible?"

Such a Big Fairy!

Mou Keyan feigned modest indignation, yet her actions were bold and passionate, even making a seasoned player like Mr. Lu waver.

She actually took his hand and led him on a journey of exploration into the forest!

Despite being blocked on the spot by a thick layer of cotton, non-woven fabric, and pulp forming a polymer.

But sometimes silence speaks louder than words.

He understood Mou Keyan’s unspoken meaning.

"Alright, alright, I know the space is big. How about we try it in a few days?"

"Fine, we’ll talk about it in a few days."

Lu Jincheng could only smile and move his hand to another place.

"Ouch! Don’t rip it..."

As they chatted, Mou Keyan suddenly felt a tightness near the tip of her stocking-covered toes.

Sure enough, this guy only played with it through the stockings for a few minutes before getting bored!

And now he wanted to rip it open—that wouldn’t do.

It was still broad daylight...

Senior sister gently withdrew her little feet, crossed her legs, and adopted a posture that appeared to be sitting upright and proper.

It goes without saying, the new car is different; no matter what position you sit in, it always seems easy and casual.

"Just teasing you, we still have things to do later. Who would really tear your stockings."

"..."

Mou Keyan couldn’t help but roll her eyes at the man in the driver’s seat, full of speechlessness.

Sure, believe that!

Would Mr. Lu care about those unimportant people?

Let others think what they will!

The lunch, in the company of Lu Jincheng since his rebirth, was his first official social engagement.

If the dinner gathering with Xie Yujia and others was considered a private meeting for business collaboration.

Then this meal hosted by the bank’s people was a genuine official engagement.

The branch manager of a secondary branch in the East Lake High-tech District, colloquially known as the point-of-service supervisor Huang Hu, had contacted him through some channels, cordially inviting Mr. Lu to dine together.

Lu Jincheng thought about it and decided to bring Mou Keyan with him for various considerations.

As they say, when you are in the world, you are not free to do as you please.

In cultivation, there’s a concept of "wealth, companions, dharma, and land," which in modern society basically means success isn’t far from these four aspects.

Friends and partners adjust the mind and body, the secret method to power is called core competitiveness, and a solid social network lays the foundation.

In the end, creating wealth together achieves the ultimate purpose.

So when Huang Hu, as a corporate account manager, invited him, the big boss, for a meal, Mr. Lu didn’t refuse.

An A8 belongs in an A8’s circle. He’d made a considerable amount of wealth in a short time, but his social connections hadn’t caught up yet.