After the empress transmigrated, she became the judge of the entertainment industry.

Chapter 387 Taking a Breath of Fresh Mist

But Lu Wangqian showed no intention of explaining, and simply continued to offer toasts with a normal expression.

Ye Wanyin could only suppress her doubts.

In fact, just a few words and Lu Wangqian's behavior were enough for Ye Wanyin to understand roughly what the story was about.

She knew that Lu Wangqian's hands were never clean.

This is also a key reason why Ye Wanyin does not consider Lu Wangqian to be the most suitable marriage candidate for her.

Therefore, Luca is very likely someone who was used and then discarded by Lu Wangqian, while Mona... I wonder if she came to avenge Luca.

Ye Wanyin thought to herself, "If you want revenge, go after Lu Wangqian! What do I have to do with him?"

I was just a kid when he went to South America!

Sigh, if you're not good enough for someone, you're not good enough for someone!

Today is her wedding day. It's bad enough that she got entangled with Ye Sanqing, but now there's this strange foreigner acting as the riddle solver. All of this trouble was caused by Lu Wangqian!

Feeling frustrated, Ye Wanyin was even more determined to kick Lu Wangqian to the curb when he was no longer of any use to her.

"Satisfied?" Edmund asked Mona.

"Hmph, I won't rest until I've trampled his face under my feet."

Mona complained, but her tone was somewhat flirtatious, and to an outsider, it would just sound like some kind of hobby.

"If you've had enough fun, then stop playing."

Mona nodded noncommittally and resumed socializing with others while holding her wine glass.

Mu Zimo, who was standing next to him, seemed to understand what he meant.

Edmund was clearly a riddle-maker, as evidenced by his initial unfounded quotations of Einstein.

The rainy season he's referring to is definitely not the rainy season in South America.

Except for a few areas, the rainy season in South America is now coming to an end.

Furthermore, crocodiles don't open their mouths at the bottom; instead, they climb ashore to hunt for food...

If they don't move at the bottom of the swamp, then the crocodiles will all drown.

So Edmund meant that when it rains, an immobile crocodile will only drown, and opening its mouth wide won't help.

But Mu Zimo didn't know what the rain and the crocodile referred to.

This matter... I might need to tell Sheng Hanyu about it.

He knew about some of Sheng Hanyu's actions, but he didn't know much about the specific plans.

But Mu Zimo had a gut feeling that Edmund might be a very important figure.

Mona's attitude was quite clear: she was definitely targeting Lu Wangqian personally, but it was unclear whether she would target the Lu family.

Unfortunately, Lu Wangqian left for South America more than a decade ago, and those who knew about it may not all be alive today. Obviously, such gang secrets would not have left any written records.

Then we can only discuss it again after the information is synchronized.

Mu Zimo touched his clothes and thought to himself, "Luckily, I made myself a set too. Today... I'll definitely be fine."

The lounge was quite lively at this time.

The banquet hall of the Lu family is a converted old house, so other restrooms, restrooms and other ancillary facilities are accessed through the backyard and then through the side rooms next door.

There is no designated lounge for each person, as it is generally not needed unless there are special circumstances. If you really need to rest, you can go back to your room.

So the Lu family staff simply led them to an empty room, passing by a rather lively one along the way...

That was the special situation Yun Shu was in just now.

Cheng Yanye was helped out by the two men and breathed in some fresh... fresh mist, which made him feel much better.

Meanwhile, Yuan Jiadong had already struck up a conversation with Zhou Jiawen, speaking in Cantonese and affectionately calling him "Brother Gavin".

As expected of him, he can strike up a conversation with anyone, anytime, anywhere.

Cheng Yanye listened to their conversation and felt even more dizzy.

What tea-making habits... or the customs of dragon and lion dances during festivals...?

Zhou Jiawen didn't say much, just briefly echoed Yuan Jiadong's conversation. After the two of them led Cheng Yanye to the lounge, they fell silent.

Zhou Jiawen was working, so the first thing he did upon entering the house was to observe the surrounding environment.

This lounge was also provided by the Lu family. It's quite spacious and decorated in the traditional style they claim to have, with wooden Chinese furniture and many small ornaments, calligraphy, and paintings.

Zhou Jiawen glanced around and, after confirming there were no safety hazards... well, if the wood in the room doesn't count as a fire hazard, then there isn't. He then stood down next to Cheng Yanye.

Yuan Jiadong was looking around the room aimlessly, muttering something to himself.

"Fake goods, fake goods, this is fake too... They're all fake. What a bummer!"

Cheng Yanye leaned back in his armchair.

Is this lounge even meant for people to rest? How can anyone be comfortable sitting in this armchair...?

He naturally couldn't rest well either, so he stared intently at what Yuan Jiadong was talking about.

It was all fake after all.

Although Cheng Yanye doesn't have any other skills, he has at least grown up in a privileged environment, so he can usually tell the difference between genuine and fake things at a glance.

It seems Yuan Jiadong is similar to him, and the other party is currently idly commenting on the Lu family's furnishings.

There's really no need to comment anymore.

The state of the Lu family today...

The unrepaired bluestone pavement, the cracked roof beams, and the moss-covered sculptures along the roadside all indicated that the Lu family hadn't held such a large ceremony in a long time.

Regardless of whether Lu Mingye deliberately slighted them, the fact remains that the Lu family's old residence is in need of repair.

If Cheng Yanye still cared about Ye Wanyin, he should at least offer her some advice at this point, as marrying into the Lu family was really...

It's unlikely she'll live the life of a wealthy wife she desires.

But what does Ye Wanyin have to do with him now?

He sighed wearily at the thought of having to maintain a superficial connection with the other party.

Putting everything else aside, if he were to get punched like that by Lu Wangqian every time, he probably wouldn't live for more than a few days.

He was interrupted by the newcomer shortly afterward.

"Check on the patient."

Han Zhenyi and An Yueyuan arrived. Han Zhenyi went to his side as soon as she came in and put down the first-aid kit.

Is this what fieldwork is all about? It looks so simple.

Han Zhenyi thought to herself as she examined Cheng Yanye.

"There's nothing serious, you can rest. Take painkillers and topical medication. Go to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow; it might be a concussion."

Han Jin-yi took out the medicine and handed it to him, clearly not intending to help him apply the medicine.

"Okay." Cheng Yanye took it without saying anything more.

This is understandable, though. He'll probably have to go back soon, and his face with bandages would look terrible.

After taking the medicine, Cheng Yanye felt much better.

"Shouldn't you... be protecting Ye Sanqing?"

He felt better and asked An Yueyuan.

At this moment, seeing that the situation had stabilized, Yuan Jiadong said, "Then I'll go back first" and left, while Zhou Jiawen was still standing next to him, sizing up the other two.

"I never thought I would hear normal words from your mouth one day."