Chapter 606: 542 Are you talking about Miss Lu... Lu Xiaoer? (Please vote!)_2
In the eyes of his father, Xiaoer’s romantic relationship could only be a bonus point for Wuzhi.
What could Zhongli Heng do?
Zhongli Yuting’s words were not solely intended for Zhongli Heng to hear; more importantly, he wanted Zhongli Wuzhi to hear them.
Zhongli Wuzhi was seated...
"Life is difficult, isn’t it?" Zhongli Yuting asked, prompting immediate agreement from the guests.
"If people wish to pursue even the slightest ambition or ideal while alive, it becomes even harder."
"..."
"To have a career and still want a family, not just any family, but one formed with a true love, makes it harder. The more precious the thing you want to possess, the harder it is, and the better the person you want to have, the harder it is."
"It’s not just about giving but about constantly giving, continuously and endlessly."
After finishing his speech, Zhongli Yuting finally displayed his usual cunning smile,
"What meaning is there in a life that simply follows a set routine? A life with a bit of chaos and excitement is far more interesting, isn’t it? Come, this first toast, I offer to all friends present!"
Zhongli Yuting said with a light laugh.
After the drink, Song Lili leaned in close to Wen Nian and asked softly,
"It seems even Uncle Lu didn’t come..."
"Yes."
"The way Uncle Zhongli spoke... it sounded like he deliberately wanted Wuzhi to hear."
Wen Nian chuckled. It didn’t just sound like it; it was clearly meant for Wuzhi to hear.
Wuzhi continued eating, and beside him, Chinian didn’t know... what expression to show.
She wasn’t a fool.
From the night before, when Zhongli Yuting threw Wuzhi out of the study, it was clear, even more so than to her, the Seventh Princess from Country M,
that Xiaoer held a dearer place in Zhongli Yuting’s heart.
She stealthily glanced at Wuzhi, noticing that though his face was expressionless, his eyes were clearly filled... with thoughts.
Chinian’s appetite had diminished; the table full of delicious food now seemed mere decoration.
She clenched her fists slightly.
After the luncheon, guests in Zhongli Yuting’s home spontaneously engaged in various recreational activities—some gathered to play mahjong, others chatted over tea, discussing matters while holding wine glasses, and there were those strolling in the garden or quietly leaning back to listen to a violinist.
Chinian followed closely beside Wuzhi, watching as one guest after another congratulated him.
This heir to the Zhongli Consortium, after today’s birthday celebration for Mr. Zhongli, would become the hottest topic in Anlin City,
and would instantly become the most dazzling among all the young talents.
From the beginning of the birthday feast until now... Chinian’s mood had shifted from initial excitement and freshness to current desolation and despair...
Wuzhi, to this moment, had not taken the initiative to introduce her identity.
When others looked at her, he seemed to pretend not to see until someone asked about her, and only then would Wuzhi introduce her,
"This is Her Highness the Seventh Princess, Chinian."
That was the simple introduction, without mentioning her relationship with him.
However, what distressed her the most... was the word "mute."
Her hearing had always been keener than others, so even in the noisy banquet hall, amidst the many whispering voices, those muttered "mute"...
She had heard them many times.
Smiling to her face, but behind her back, they criticized her imperfection.
These people... she was already used to them.
But now, she was experiencing enormous turmoil inside.
Wuzhi... hadn’t he always not cared about her inability to speak?
Chinian’s desolation and despair weren’t visible to Wuzhi, who acted as if he hadn’t seen them, yet was acutely aware.
He wanted her to understand that in this world, no one could control another; any attempt to manipulate and feint for personal ends often ends up backfiring.
She made him uncomfortable, so he made her suffer.
—I need to go to the restroom.
Chinian tapped Wuzhi.
Wuzhi responded and followed her.
As he was speaking with a top executive of a cooperating company while holding a wine glass, he inadvertently overheard two ladies gossiping behind him about the absence of the Lu Family at Zhongli Yuting’s birthday feast.
Unintentionally, he pricked up his ears.
"Lu Yonghuai has no heart to come toast Zhongli Yuting’s birthday; I heard from my husband that he’s been at home taking care of his daughter lately, even bringing work home."