Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 442 - 442 438 Conversation Between Li Zhaojun and Lu Xiaoman

442: Chapter 438 Conversation Between Li Zhaojun and Lu Xiaoman 442: Chapter 438 Conversation Between Li Zhaojun and Lu Xiaoman In the elegantly decorated private room of the coffee shop, Li Zhaojun and Lu Xiaoman sat facing each other.

After ordering coffee, Li Zhaojun just gazed at Lu Xiaoman with a detached and lofty look, not in a hurry to speak.

Although Lu Xiaoman tried to carry herself confidently and meet Li Zhaojun’s gaze, the moment their eyes met, she immediately felt Li Zhaojun’s phoenix eyes were as dazzling as twin suns, compelling her to lower her head.

She was aware that she was inferior to Li Zhaojun in every aspect, even though she had been acknowledged by the Mo family, she still felt there was a chasm between them, one that forced her to look up and made it impossible for her to meet Li Zhaojun’s gaze on equal terms.

However, despite all this, she had to sit here resolutely, facing Li Zhaojun, a woman she could not surpass.

Several minutes passed, and a waitress, dressed in a red waistcoat, brought in their coffee.

Li Zhaojun’s gaze temporary shifted, giving Lu Xiaoman a moment of respite, as if a heavy mountain had been lifted a fraction from above her head.

With her delicate white hand, Li Zhaojun elegantly stirred her coffee and finally broke the silence, “Ye Fan will never divorce me, because I won’t agree to it.”

“I, I know,” Lu Xiaoman said.

“Do you know why I don’t agree to divorce him?” Li Zhaojun continued.

Lu Xiaoman said, “I don’t know.”

Li Zhaojun let out a faint smile and went back to stirring her coffee, concentrating on the task.

Lu Xiaoman wanted to take the initiative to ask, but she thought Li Zhaojun would explain, and she did not want to show that she couldn’t keep her composure, which made her feel conflicted.

After a while, Li Zhaojun finally spoke again, her voice detached, “This coffee, no matter how much sugar you add, is still bitter.

You’re quite good in every aspect and are now Miss Mo, you could have a much brighter future.

The life of a mistress, even with all the sweetness added, is still bitter.”

“Even if it’s bitter, many people still drink coffee.

I can drink it too,” Lu Xiaoman retorted.

Li Zhaojun said calmly, “It’s true some people don’t mind the bitterness, but what about after the bitterness?

Right now, Ye Fan and I might be estranged, but I believe that he will fall in love with me eventually, and it will be uncontrollable.

Once he is completely in love with me, although he will not be able to forget you entirely, you will definitely be put in a less important position.

And you, having invested so much, will end up with an insignificant love.”

“By the time you want to look back, but youth is no longer there, and beauty has faded, all that’s left will be lifelong regrets and a lifetime of melancholy.”

“I am willing,” Lu Xiaoman said, looking up resolutely.

Li Zhaojun ignored her words and continued in a declarative tone, “On the other hand, if you break up with him, with your conditions, you will have an infinitely splendid and happy future.

Many excellent men would orbit around you, liking you, caring for you, treating you as their one and only, even willing to die for you.”

“But I don’t like them,” Lu Xiaoman said.

Li Zhaojun replied in a muted voice, “You haven’t tried, how would you know?”

“I don’t need to try,” Lu Xiaoman said steadfastly.

Li Zhaojun, unconvinced, went on, “I’m not going to force you to leave Ye Fan, nor will I resort to schemes to trap you.

The reason I asked to meet you today is for myself, as well as a reminder to you, in recognition of our acquaintance.”

“Besides, let me remind you of something else: do not expect to meet Ye Fan’s family as a lover.

Because your presence would ruin Ye Fan’s bright prospects, and the Ye family will absolutely not tolerate you.”

Ye Fan had told her before, if he was not going into business, then it would be military or politics.

Lu Xiaoman already knew that Ye Fan was not an idle good-for-nothing.

Whether in politics or the military, once Lu Xiaoman appeared as Ye Fan’s mistress, it would give others leverage over him.

Such a situation was something the Ye family would never allow.

Lu Xiaoman remained silent.

“Finish this bitter coffee and leave,” Li Zhaojun said.

Following that, the two women silently finished their coffee.

Li Zhaojun was the first to leave the private room, paid the bill, and then left.

Knowing that Ye Fan’s affections leaned towards Lu Xiaoman, she could not be as foolish as other women and push Ye Fan further towards Lu Xiaoman.

The reason she had asked Lu Xiaoman to meet was not to force her to leave Ye Fan, but to plant a seed in Lu Xiaoman’s heart.

If Lu Xiaoman was not steadfast enough, that seed would grow roots and sprout, and eventually, Lu Xiaoman herself would choose to leave Ye Fan.

Of course, seeds need time to germinate, and she had the patience to wait.

She believed that Lu Xiaoman was not so resilient.

Lu Xiaoman did not leave immediately, she ordered another cup of coffee.

This time, she didn’t add sugar to her coffee but slowly savored the difficult-to-swallow bitterness.

“Even if it’s bitter, I can taste it little by little,” she said to herself.

About half an hour later, Ye Fan called.

Seeing it was Ye Fan’s call, a happy and blissful expression appeared on Lu Xiaoman’s pretty face, and she immediately answered the call.

“Xiaoman, did Li Zhaojun look for you?” Ye Fan’s voice came from the cell phone.

Lu Xiaoman replied with a smile, “Mm, I just met with her.”

“Did she bully you?”

Lu Xiaoman said, “No.

She just chatted with me for a bit, and then she left.”

“Where are you?

I’ll come pick you up,” Ye Fan said again.

Lu Xiaoman replied, “Wait for me at the martial arts school.

I’m driving back now.”

Seventeen or eighteen minutes later, Ye Fan met Lu Xiaoman.

In the office, seeing Lu Xiaoman looking normal, Ye Fan completely relaxed.

After six in the evening, Ye Fan and Lu Xiaoman had dinner together, also inviting Mo Xiaoyan and Shi Sheng.

During the meal, Mo Xiaoyan still deliberately ignored Ye Fan, preferring to talk non-stop with Shi Sheng.

However, Ye Fan didn’t mind.

Around seven o’clock, Ye Fan suddenly received a call from an unknown number.

“You’re Ye Fan, right?” A haughty, condescending young man’s voice came through the cell phone.

Without a word, Ye Fan just hung up the call.

Whoever you are, you’re the one calling me, clearly you want something from me, not the other way around, and yet you dare to act superior, asking for a smack!

About a minute after hanging up, the call came in again, and Ye Fan didn’t even connect; he just hung up directly.

The phone rang again, Ye Fan hung up again, and immediately after, he blocked the number.

At the other end of the strange call, Yang Zecheng found his number had been blocked by Ye Fan and couldn’t help but get so angry his nose was crooked.

“Just a lucky, lowly brat, daring to hang up on me again and again, and even has the audacity to block my number!

He’ll regret it for the rest of his life!”

However, although he was furious, he still had to take out his other phone and call Ye Fan.

In the past few days, he had found out about Ye Fan’s existence through the information divulged by Qin Mengyao’s mouth, knew that Tantai Wanrong held Ye Fan in high regard, and also knew from Qin Mengyao’s words that Ye Fan was strongly opposed to Tantai Wanrong marrying him.

This made him uneasy, so he decided to call out Ye Fan to warn him to mind his own business.

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