Who doesn't hear the sound of high heels walking a few times a day? But when it reached Lu Chen's ears, it immediately provided him with two pieces of information. First, the person wearing high heels was definitely a stunning beauty; the clattering sound was absolutely breathtaking. Second, she was walking towards him.
Turning his head slightly, he indeed saw a woman with an absolutely voluptuous figure, enough to compete in the Miss World pageant.
She was probably around twenty-five years old, wearing a dress that resembled a cheongsam but wasn't quite one—very form-fitting. Her two extremely full breasts were even more magnificent than Dong Qingqing's, swaying rhythmically with her clattering. Such allure would be irresistible in the restaurant.
"Xiao Chen, do you know her?" Liu Li's tone carried a hint of jealousy.
Lu Chen shook his head: "We've never met before."
The beautiful woman had already walked to Lu Chen's side, smiling faintly: "Although we've never met before, perhaps from today onwards, we might become acquainted and appreciate each other."
Lu Chen said, "I suddenly feel so cold."
Although she was a rare beauty, she wasn't enough to dazzle Lu Chen, who came from a prominent family.
Seeing Lu Chen's composure, the beautiful woman couldn't help but feel a little disappointed and angry. She took out a tissue and wiped the chair next to Lu Chen before sitting down. Then she extended her hand to him, saying, "My name is Yang Jiangyu. Let's get acquainted."
Lu Chen found her uninvited sitting down and wiping the chair with a tissue rather impolite. Without even looking at the outstretched, pale hand, he said indifferently, "My hands aren't much cleaner than the chair. Why don't you take out a tissue and wipe my hands first? Otherwise, there's no need for a handshake. May I ask what your purpose is?"
Yang Jiangyu's expression stiffened, and her anger deepened. But then she suddenly giggled, laughing away all her anger. She said, "Lu Chen, you really are a very unique person!"
"You know me?" Lu Chen was taken aback.
Yang Jiangyu nodded. "I not only know you, I understand you quite well. You arrived in Yunzhou City about three and a half months ago. At first, you wanted to stay with your brother Gong Jiu here, but his family was fighting against demolition and couldn't even support themselves, let alone take you in. You almost ended up on the streets, but because of some…extraordinary talent, you're now the head pastry chef at Moon's Fang, earning several thousand a month, and expected to break ten thousand in the near future. Right?"
As she spoke, she glanced at Liu Li, making the latter somewhat uneasy.
Lu Chen frowned slightly, wondering about Yang Jiangyu's background. Could she be related to that extremely fierce Wan Qian? It's been three or four thousand kilometers; even if she found this place, it wouldn't be that fast.
He didn't respond, picking up a meatball and putting it in Liu Li's bowl, then picking one for himself.
Yang Jiangyu watched, secretly resentful.
Before coming, she had devised numerous plans to keep Lu Chen in check. Unexpectedly, this young man was too calm, unusually so, leaving her somewhat hesitant.
What needed to be done still had to be done!
Yang Jiangyu spoke again: "But so what if you earn tens of thousands a month? Are you willing to live like this? Perhaps so if there's no better opportunity before you. But what if there is?"
The last sentence was spoken with deliberate emphasis and force.
Before Lu Chen could react, Liu Li began to panic.
Could this girl named Yang Jiangyu be here to poach him? Moon Fang's rise to prominence was ultimately due to Lu Chen, their star performer. If she managed to steal him away, Moon Fang would likely collapse within days.
In fact, Liu Li had always worried about this; she wasn't just worried about Miao Yuemei poaching him, but also about others.
Lu Chen spoke up: "Oh? Do you have some better achievement in mind?"
Yang Jiangyu nodded without hesitation, then continued, "However, it's not convenient to talk here. How about this, I'll invite you to have a meal somewhere else, and we can talk slowly. It will be more comfortable there, both for eating and talking. Most importantly, no one unrelated to our conversation will overhear us."
Liu Li slowly stood up: "Then Xiao Chen, you two go ahead. Actually, we can talk here too. I'll go back first."
She understood Yang Jiangyu's meaning perfectly well—the "unrelated person" was referring to her!
Lu Chen took Liu Li's hand and pulled her down to sit, his tone calm yet firm: "Sister Li, you're not unrelated. It's fine here. Some people, if you want to say something, just say it. If you don't want to say anything, then don't disturb our meal."
"Lu Chen, you!" Yang Jiangyu slammed her hand on the table in anger.