Indulging Mrs. Lu
Chapter 90: Hand... Hand Broken?

Chapter 90: Chapter 90: Hand... Hand Broken?

"Miss, if you don’t want to tell me your name, you can call my husband. You know my husband lives here, so you must have his number, right?"

Right, the phone number!

Tan Biyang glared at her angrily: "You just wait."

Zhuang Shuqing watched her make several calls, but no one answered. Seeing Tan Biyang’s face grow uglier by the second, Zhuang Shuqing couldn’t help but laugh immorally.

Since Lu Jinyang was coming back, he didn’t take his phone with him when he left. Standing behind the door, she could hear Lu Jinyang’s phone ringing inside the room.

"Let me in first, I’ll wait for him inside," Tan Biyang’s face couldn’t hide her embarrassment, but her pride and arrogance forced her to stay.

"I’m sorry, but my husband told me not to let in strangers, especially when he’s not at home."

"..."

Listening to the woman’s harmless words, Tan Biyang began to doubt whether she had recognized the wrong person. The person in front of her looked exactly like that reporter, and she was definitely not mistaken about that.

Remembering people’s faces and figures was her strong suit.

But there was nothing she could do if the other party wouldn’t admit it, so she said angrily, "Don’t close the door; I’ll just wait for him to come back right here."

Zhuang Shuqing casually waved her hand, "If you want to wait, then wait, but I won’t keep you company." After saying that, she closed the door.

Behind the door, Zhuang Shuqing’s face was full of disdain.

She had been with Lu Jinyang these past few days, and he didn’t have time to mess around with other women. She didn’t expect that a woman would deliver herself to his doorstep. The image of Tan Biyang looking deflated when she closed the door made Zhuang Shuqing’s lips curl up.

She must have some incompatibility with Tan Biyang; otherwise, why was it that nothing good ever happened every time they met? Once her innocence was taken, another time she was involved in an accident, and once her hand was injured by her.

It seemed she should avoid Tan Biyang at all costs in the future and keep as much distance as possible.

Outside the door, Tan Biyang was so angry that her face turned pale.

She had only rested for two days after the surgery, intending to use her frail appearance to gain Lu Jinyang’s sympathy, but she didn’t even manage to see him!

Her hands clenched into fists as she glared at the door, the hatred in her heart intensifying. That woman was clearly acting, and as an actress, she had seen right through it.

But what she didn’t understand was why the reporter didn’t dare to admit her identity.

After thinking for a while without getting an answer, Tan Biyang finally left without waiting for Lu Jinyang to return.

-

On Monday, Zhuang Shuqing appeared in the office feeling like she had come back to life.

The wound on her forehead had scabbed over, and the bandage on her wrist had been removed. Initially, Lu Jinyang disagreed with her coming over, but after she pestered him day in and day out, he finally agreed to let her come to work.

"Shuqing, I heard your hand was broken, are you okay?" a colleague asked as they came over.

"My hand... broken?" Zhuang Shuqing was surprised, "No, it was just a wrist injury, it’s mostly healed."

The person nodded, then leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I heard that Mr. Gu helped you get the leave, do you know Mr. Gu?"

Zhuang Shuqing honestly shook her head.

"How is that possible? Although Mr. Gu is easy to talk to, it’s the first time he personally stepped in to ask for leave for an employee. Are you sure you’re not lying?"

"I’m not lying. I swear, I haven’t even seen Mr. Gu’s face."

The colleague looked at her deeply, then returned to their seat with a meaningful look.

Zhuang Shuqing sat there, puzzled by the look, internally annoyed. She decided not to explain anymore if anyone else asked.

Just as she sat down, she caught a glimpse of a tall figure walking in, slightly shorter than Lu Jinyang, but definitely around six feet tall.

"Prepare for the regular meeting later, everyone," the man’s voice was extremely gentle.

Zhuang Shuqing couldn’t help but lift her head, and upon seeing his face, she froze completely.