Less than half an hour after Zhu Yan left, there was a knock on the door.
Lu Chongyan was too happy to sleep and heard the knock, instinctively thinking Zhu Yan had returned. He excitedly ran to open the door.
At the door stood someone he didn't know. A man in a wheelchair, with one person beside him and two behind. All four were impeccably dressed in suits and exuded an imposing aura.
He cautiously asked, "Is there something you need?"
Fu Hongyu frowned, suppressing the inherent maliciousness within him, and coldly asked, "Is Miss Lu here?"
"She went back to school. May I ask who you are?"
Went back to school, meaning they didn't live together?
Fu Hongyu's mood improved slightly. "I am Miss Lu's friend. I asked her for a favor before and have come to give her payment. And you are?"
Lu Chongyan sensed the hostility directed at him and frankly replied, "I'm her boyfriend."
Fu Hongyu inwardly felt Lu Chongyan was unworthy, and his demeanor clearly showed disdain and contempt. However, he maintained a semblance of his upbringing, not resorting to outright harshness. "So you are Miss Lu's boyfriend. I am Fu Hongyu, pleased to meet you."
He extended his hand.
Lu Chongyan tentatively reached out and shook it.
Having worked at a car repair shop before, his hands were rough and calloused, with traces of ingrained dirt that wouldn't wash off. Compared to Fu Hongyu's well-defined fingers, it was enough to induce a sense of inferiority.
He quietly withdrew his hand, already feeling uncomfortable.
He felt Fu Hongyu's contempt and hostility, and guessed the reason behind it, which only made him feel more stifled.
Accustomed to navigating various social circles in high society, Fu Hongyu was adept at reading people and manipulating emotions. Seeing Lu Chongyan's emotional fluctuation, he immediately pressed his advantage. "Since she's not here, I'll take it to her at school. After all, five million is not a small sum. Mr. Lu, goodbye."
Upon hearing the amount, Lu Chongyan, shocked, instinctively retorted, "She'll be back shortly."
Fu Hongyu, who was about to wheel away, stopped, his gaze sharpening as he looked at Lu Chongyan.
Lu Chongyan suppressed his nascent triumph and calmly said, "She said she bought me some things and went back to school to get them. She should be back soon. If Mr. Fu doesn't mind, you can wait for her here."
Fu Hongyu's expression visibly soured.
Lu Chongyan felt he had won this round and was smug.
"What are you all doing here?"
Zhu Yan arrived, laden with bags, and seeing Fu Hongyu at the front, asked with a hint of confusion, "Mr. Fu, do you live here too?"
The next second, her gaze fell upon Lu Chongyan. Her previously impassive face immediately broke into a smile. "You're up. Not sleepy?"
Lu Chongyan walked over to help her with her bags. "I slept lightly. This gentleman knocked, and I woke up."
"Mr. Fu, is there something you need?"
Perhaps another business opportunity?
Fu Hongyu's face was somewhat grim, and he could only forcibly suppress his emotions. He signaled his assistant to take out a bank card and handed it over. "Miss Lu helped me a great deal at the station. I didn't get a chance to thank you formally, but the bank card is ready. I thought Miss Lu might be short on cash, so I specifically brought it to her. I asked for your location. Miss Lu, you don't mind, do you? Five million. Miss Lu, you can check it. Also, Miss Lu has helped me twice now. May I treat you to a meal?"
This statement contained a lot of information, but Zhu Yan absorbed it all. "I am indeed quite short on cash, so this is very timely. As for the meal, there's no need. My boyfriend needs to rest. After he's rested, we'll go out to eat together. I don't want any outsiders. We can discuss it another day if we have time. Thank you for specifically bringing the money to me."
She had even postponed having a meal with her roommate until the next day. How could she agree to dine with someone she had only met twice tonight?
All she wanted today was to be with Lu Chongyan.
Fu Hongyu: "..."
Of all the women he had encountered before, which one wasn't demure and reserved? This was the first time he had met someone so direct. He felt both novel and utterly frustrated.
Having been rejected, he couldn't find any words to make her stay.
"Then, perhaps another day, Miss Lu. Goodbye."
"Goodbye."
Then they closed the door.
Lu Chongyan was the one who closed it. He had been in a bad mood because of Fu Hongyu, and then he was delighted by Zhu Yan's words, feeling a bit elated.
Zhu Yan tossed her bags onto the bed and sat down beside it. "When did he arrive?"
Lu Chongyan sat down as well. "Just now, a few minutes ago."
Zhu Yan said, "Why aren't you sleeping? And you opened the door for him. In the future, you don't need to pay him any mind."
"Huh?" Lu Chongyan was confused. "Why?"
He thought their relationship was somewhat cordial.
Otherwise, that person wouldn't have personally come to deliver money.
Zhu Yan said with disgust, "That person has bad luck. If you're with him, something will 100% happen. I've met him twice, and both times he was being chased."
Zhu Yan briefly recounted the incident at the Nanjian Department Store last time and the event at the train station today. She concluded, "But I'm quite lucky. If I hadn't met him these two times, I wouldn't have this money."
Lu Chongyan: "..."