Chapter 113
Li Zhen still didn't know that her friends were all racking their brains thinking of ways to raise money for her.
She lay in bed, slowly waking up.
Looking around, this was Huayan's prestigious home.
Beside the bed, more than ten doctors stared at her solemnly.
Li Zhen: ......
Li Zhen: "Are you all performing some strange ritual on me?"
No one paid her any attention.
No one paid her any attention at all.
The doctors only turned around in pleasant surprise and said, "Mr. Lu, Ms. Li is awake."
Lu Yanming had been sitting in a chair looking through Li Zhen's various medical reports. He immediately got up and walked to the bedside.
"How are you feeling now?" Lu Yanming sat down beside her, and the edge of the bed sank slightly.
"Fainting during my period is very normal for me, I'll be fine after a little while." Li Zhen knew he was making a fuss over nothing.
Calling so many doctors over.
What Li Zhen said was the same as the doctors.
Lu Yanming let out a breath in relief, waved his hand, and the doctors immediately left the room.
"How could your health be taken care of so poorly?" Lu Yanming's tone was dissatisfied as he helped prop her up to sit leaning against the edge of the bed, and handed her a cup of hot water, "Drink some water."
Li Zhen moved a little, only to realize there was a furry blanket covering her, and a hot water bottle on her stomach keeping her warm.
The central air conditioner showed it was set to 25 degrees Celsius, the most comfortable temperature for the human body.
She took the hot water and sipped it slowly, "Mr. Lu, thank you."
Lu Yanming lowered his eyes, took off his gold rimmed glasses, and placed them on the bedside table, "It's really unfair."
Lu Yanming's sudden complaint made Li Zhen pause in motion, "What's wrong?"
"You call Yu Sheng by his name," Lu Yanming raised his eyes to look at her, "But you call me Mr. Lu, so proper."
Li Zhen was stared at until her heart skipped a beat.
When Lu Yanming took off his glasses, those eyes were simply too much to look at directly.
They were the kind of eyes that even dogs would think were deeply affectionate.
Yet also carried a sharpness that was not usually noticeable.
The pressure was maxed out.
Li Zhen didn't dare to look him in the eye, and smiled perfunctorily, "Mr. Lu, you are of higher status and authority, of course I have to address you as Mr. Lu."
"Then you're not allowed to call him by name anymore either, call him Mr. Yu too."
Li Zhen: ......
What a strange request.
Li Zhen didn't say yes, nor did she say no. She put down the water cup, wanting to get up from the bed, "It's getting late, I should get back to the photography studio."
She had really slipped away from work twice already this morning.
After all, this would be the template for his future great-grandson.
The two got in the car and arrived at the private kitchen's door, where Fei Zhao pulled up in another Maybach.
Fei Zhao got out of the car and opened the door, "Young Master, everything is ready."
Lu Yanming nodded slightly.
Li Zhen was a little confused, "What did you guys prepare?"
Lu Yanming chuckled lightly without answering, only gently took Li Zhen's hand and held it in his palm, "Zhen Zhen, if I don't perform well, just kick me under the table and I'll correct it."
Lu Yanming looked far too solemn.
Li Zhen retracted her hand casually and said, "Don't worry Mr. Lu, it's just a simple meal..."
Fei Zhao on the side rubbed his hands excitedly.
Finally, the Young Master is meeting the parents!
Was this not another step closer on the long road?
Fei Zhao was happy for the Young Master when suddenly three voices rang out.
"Li Zhen!"
"Little Zhen Zhen!"
"Mr. Lu."
Qiao Yi, Zhang Xiya, and Meng Yuanjie smiled as they stood behind the two.
Zhang Xiya happily threw her arms around Li Zhen, "Little Zhen Zhen, your grandfather is so nice to invite all of us to eat, being your friend is such a blessing."
Lu Yanming: ......
Fei Zhao: ......
Fei Zhao lowered his head, not daring to look at the Young Master's expression.
He thought it was just him meeting the parents alone today.
But instead...
Li Zhen called to Fei Zhao, "Assistant Fei, let's go, you come along too."
"Me?" Fei Zhao glanced at the Young Master.
Lu Yanming: "One more or less doesn't make a difference."
The Young Master's tone was nothing short of frigid.
Fei Zhao shrank his neck and followed them in.
Zhang Xiya sent messages in their small group chat as they walked in.
Zhang Xiya: [Something's fishy about this meal today.]
Meng Yuanjie: [Let's think through what's happened today. Li Zhen and Mr. Yu are already in the past, I guess today is her grandfather assessing Mr. Lu...]
Qiao Yi: [I think so too.]
Zhang Xiya: [Then what should we do for this meal?]
Qiao Yi: [Just praise Mr. Lu, that's right...]