1558 Dirty Hand
Mister Hao signaled his daughter, who handed over the file they had brought with them. The two companies had successfully managed various projects together, and everything had been running smoothly for many years.
As they delved into discussions about the new project, Jiang Yuyan left everything to Lu Lijun, stating, "You are going to handle every project we have in association with Mister Hao's company. You can discuss everything with Mister Hao."
Lu Lijun had already thoroughly studied the previous project, and he started the conversation with Mister Hao regarding the new venture. Meanwhile, Jiang Yuyan picked up her phone and paid attention to it, choosing not to interfere in their discussion.
Meanwhile, the young woman sitting opposite them had her eyes fixed on Lu Lijun. His way of speaking, the way he carried himself—everything about him was captivating. Her eyes sparkled, and her heart seemed almost entranced by him.
Jiang Yuyan happened to notice this, and with an inward frown, she glanced at Lu Lijun, who was completely engrossed in discussing matters with Mister Hao. Shaking her head lightly, she resumed paying attention to her mobile device.
After half an hour, the discussion finally concluded. Lu Lijun and Jiang Yuyan stood up, and the others followed suit.
"I believe, just like the previous project, this one will bring immense profit to both companies. I am happy to have another project with Lu Coronation," Mister Hao expressed.
Jiang Yuyan offered an approving nod. Mister Hao shook hands with both Jiang Yuyan and Lu Lijun. His daughter did the same. She shook hands with Jiang Yuyan and then moved to Lu Lijun, offering her hand. Lu Lijun, being professional, accepted it, but the young woman didn't let go of his hand. Instead, she kept holding it, caressing the back of his hand with her thumb, her gaze boldly looking into his.
Lu Lijun's brows furrowed, and he pulled his hand back, to which she let go with a light smirk on her lips. It didn't go unnoticed by Jiang Yuyan. This young girl was not as simple as she appeared to be.
Mister Hao noticed his daughter's bold move, and his brows furrowed in disapproval. However, he refrained from scolding her in front of the guests and immediately redirected the conversation, saying, "President Lu, lunch has been arranged for us. Let's head there."
Although Lu Lijun wanted to reject the invitation, Jiang Yuyan spoke up, "After you, Mister Hao."
The father and daughter walked ahead, leaving Lu Lijun staring at his hand as if it had been dirtied by some kind of filth.
He then looked at Jiang Yuyan and remarked, "Wife, I was taken advantage of."
Clearly displeased, Jiang Yuyan walked ahead, replying, "Let's have lunch first."
"President Lu, do you mind if he has a girlfriend?" Eliana asked, "I feel like he is wary of you and not saying anything in front of you. Maybe he wants to hide it from his family."
Jiang Yuyan looked at him. "Are you scared of me, Lijun?"
He smirked lightly, "What do you think, Yuyan?" "So, does he have a girlfriend?" Eliana asked again, not noticing the hint of flirting between the two.
"He doesn't," Jiang Yuyan answered, causing Lu Lijun to raise a brow as if questioning her.
"Great," Eliana exclaimed lightly, "then I can pursue him without any..."
"He has a wife," Jiang Yuyan interrupted the young woman's bold imagination.
The atmosphere in the private room turned tense all of a sudden as the two sitting in front of her looked at her in shock, while Lu Lijun smirked happily.
"Married?" Eliana looked at her in shock, "Who? When?"
Everyone in the city knew this fourth son of Lu family was definitely a bachelor.
Instead of answering, Jiang Yuyan picked up a sealed pack of wet tissue from the table, tore it, pulled out a white wet tissue, and held Lu Lijun's hand to wipe it clean from the inside of his palm, specifically focusing on the back of his hand where Eliana had teased him.
While focused on cleaning his palm, Jiang Yuyan spoke calmly, "The answer to your 'Who' is 'the woman sitting next to him' and the answer to your 'When', I don't feel necessary to answer it."
She gently caressed Lu Lijun's hand and looked at him, "Does your hand feel clean now?"
He nodded, "Very much."
Jiang Yuyan looked at the shocked young woman with a warning gaze, "Next time, be mindful of your actions."