Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 469 - 342. Mr. Lu’s Trump Card

Chapter 469: 342. Mr. Lu’s Trump Card

"Got a haircut?"

"If I don’t, my mom will lose her temper."

On the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, Zhong Ruixi woke up early on a whim, insisting on dragging Lu Jincheng out for breakfast.

Despite the homogenization of cuisine across cities due to advancements in logistics, breakfast remains the most authentic and original reflection of local culture.

In the main district of Liao City, nearly every street boasts one or two noodle shops.

Hand-stretched noodles are undoubtedly a signature dish of Liao City. To ensure the authentic taste, noodle shops must start simmering the first pot of bone broth at 4:30 am, so that by 6:00 am, the first bowl of noodles can be served.

You absolutely must eat this dish hot.

Wait too long, and the noodles lose their firmness, the temperature drops, and the aroma dissipates.

Serve, eat immediately, bury your head in the bowl, sweat pouring. Face to face, passions ignite—it’s akin to falling madly in love.

As much as Zhong Ruixi wanted to comment on Lu Jincheng’s new hairstyle, she still prioritized eating her noodles, bowing her head to take small bites.

"Phew... I think I understand now why people miss home as soon as they travel far,"

she said to Lu Jincheng after most of the noodles in her bowl were gone, fanning the steam and squinting her eyes.

"You can’t find this outside, so you start craving it?"

The man replied with a playful smile.

"No choice—I couldn’t get used to hot dry noodles and soybean skin for an entire semester."

Zhong Ruixi shrugged, spreading her hands, then grabbed a napkin to wipe her mouth.

"The results are out today. Did you see the notice posted by the counselor in the group chat?"

Early risers not only get the worm but also receive the freshest news.

"No... Let me take a look."

Lu Jincheng shook his head and pulled out his phone from his pocket, finally spotting the message from Guo Minjie.

"You barely attend class and don’t have any participation points—check quickly to see if you’ve failed anything."

Zhong Ruixi tugged at her coat hem, stepped quick and light to sit beside him, her head moving in closer.

"Advanced Mathematics: 72, Principles of Management: 78, Linear Algebra: 76, College English: 80..."

As she read, her tone climbed higher, her eyes moving from the phone screen to the side of his face.

"Not bad! You didn’t fail a single course, and each grade is just about at the average mark."

Zhong Ruixi, who studied diligently, couldn’t help but marvel at her boyfriend’s results.

"Thanks to you dragging me to the self-study room for a few days; otherwise, I’d have definitely hit a red alert."

Lu Jincheng patted his Bai Yueguang’s shoulder, giving her a thumbs-up.

"Wow... Is this what talent looks like?"

Zhong Ruixi blinked, still finding it hard to believe.

He skips classes, brushes off study preparation, and even when forced by her to buckle down in South Academy for a few days of revision, he gets results like this?

It’s worth noting how hardworking Xu Ya was, yet still stumbled in Linear Algebra.

"Alright, as long as you didn’t fail anything. What about you? Think you’ll get a scholarship?"

Lu Jincheng truly didn’t care a bit about his grades.

Within Nanhu University’s bounds, he carried a fierce confidence.

As long as he submitted his tests, he wouldn’t fail.

"Not sure... Teacher Guo said I’m likely to rank in the top five."

"Then that’s a sure thing."

Lu Jincheng smiled, took his girlfriend’s small hand, and walked out of the noodle shop.

"Plus you’ve got the honor of placing second in the White Horse Cup, hosting the freshman gala, and a bunch of other bonus points. How can the nerds compete with you? Congratulations~"

"Hey, you know, being so good-looking is already enough. But then you go and top it off with the ability to win a scholarship among over a thousand freshmen—you leave no room for jealousy."

"Look at you, sweet-talking~"

Zhong Ruixi giggled, donning a bright red hair clip, her laughter swaying along with her ponytail in the crisp winter air.

Be it her or any of his other girlfriends,

they all seemed to get easily coaxed into joy whenever interacting with Lu Jincheng.

Of course, only a rare few could see through one undeniable truth.

Lu Jincheng was a rare yet perilous man.

Like the sirens of Ancient Greece, ethereal sea creatures with birdlike voices and heavenly songs. They’d glide over the ocean, luring passing sailors into shipwrecks, making them meals for their hungry bellies.

The sirens were strikingly beautiful, elegant in form, while Lu Jincheng—a young prodigy, wealthy and charismatic—was an irresistible enigma.

Every beauty he set his sights on seemed enchanted, drawn to the seemingly untamed, reckless "bad boy," who beneath it all held the heart of a simple, innocent soul.

To women, he wielded two near-lethal qualities.

Exquisite flattery and an all-in-style confession.

He was the game-changing viral promoter, a self-made millionaire before the age of thirty.

And yet, he could humble himself, strip away the pretense, and place the other person on a pedestal, fully acknowledging their genuine existence.

Even something as trifling as a scholarship could be elevated to stunning praise.

Who could resist that?

Besides being surrounded by Bai Yueguang’s sweet words, Zhou Sinin resonated deeply with the first quality.

He had once said: there’s nothing childish about going to an arcade—it’s only boring if the company is wrong.

Every detail of their interaction silently revealed a single truth to Zhou Sinin.

All the other men in the world would be drawn to her beauty first; only Lu Jincheng cherished her existence itself.

She came from privilege, stunningly attractive, with emotional intelligence and intellect that allowed her to easily excel in social settings.

Others’ admiration felt like looking at roses in a garden of five thousand blooms, asking her only if they could pick one.

Only Lu Jincheng would inquire, "What book are you reading?"

He played the role of her parents, treating her like a cherished princess, while safeguarding her rare vulnerabilities.

Mr. Lu catered to women’s instinctive admiration for dominance, yet knew precisely how to nurture them like innocent children.

In a society steeped in emotional deprivation, there was simply no woman who could resist such unrelenting affection.

Meanwhile, his heated romance with Guan Guan embodied an all-in-style confession of self-sacrifice.

He would demonstrate sincerity by breaking his own principles and defying societal norms to show her the way.

Just like Daji’s seductive invitation in legends.

"Why not embark on the path together and share human joy?"

The sheer allure was irresistible.

He’d sever all ties, dedicate himself categorically, and extend his hand earnestly toward you.

Look, I’ve stepped onto the altar; will you join me?

No matter how many romantic entanglements I have, I’ll loudly proclaim my love for you.

Even if the crowd condemns me, even if the world spits upon me—it doesn’t matter.

My love for you is unwavering and resolute. Falling from grace, only to stand alongside you in the moral lowlands.

No matter how rugged the road ahead, don’t be afraid.

I’ll always be by your side, walking shoulder to shoulder with you.