Cheng Yunshuo and Lu Lingjun have always treated each other with respect, and they would keep a certain distance with a strong sense of boundaries.
He nodded at her and his eyes fell on the woman wearing a bamboo hat behind her.
Without asking, Lu Lingyun said, "My best friend came to see me."
Cheng Yunshuo had several other men around him, so Lu Lingjun didn't even tell Wang Qiluo about her background.
Cheng Yunshuo nodded and took Xing Dairong, who was chatting happily with others, to the banquet hall.
One of the two men behind him said, "This girl looks like the daughter of General Wang."
Lu Lingjun frowned slightly when he heard him say his name. Cheng Yunshuo then introduced them, "They are both my friends. This one is the son of the newly promoted Dali Temple Junior Official, Luo Heng."
When Lu Lingjun heard the words "son of the Dali Temple's Shaoqing", his palms tightened suddenly.
On the other side, Luo Heng spoke in a familiar voice, "Are you Miss Wang? I am Luo Heng. Three months ago, my father and I met you and General Wang in the suburbs."
Luo Hengsheng is as gentle as jade, polite, and his words make people feel good.
Lu Lingjun suddenly became nervous. It was this person, it must be this person.
In his previous life, he married Wang Qiluo, but abused her to death.
"Meeting each other means fate. Why don't we have a meal together at Yunshuo's place?" he continued.
Cheng Yunshuo also said at this time, "Do you all know each other? Since you all know each other, let's have dinner together."
Wang Qiluo behind Lu Lingjun did not speak in a hurry, so Lu Lingjun hurriedly said, "No, it's getting late. My aunt asked me to send my sister back early. After all, she is not married yet, so it is inconvenient for her to have dinner with me."
Lu Lingjun evaded the question in a very organized manner. She waved her hands and told Wang Qiluo not to make a sound.
At this time, Xing Dairong sneered, "You old feudal people are always talking about this rule and that rule. How can eating a meal be so inconvenient? Don't you find it annoying?"
If it was any other day, Lu Lingyun would have let it go, but today, because it was for Wang Qiluo, she said directly, "Miss Xing, it is not convenient for a married woman to meet a man outside of her boudoir. You are not particular about small matters, but you cannot expect others to be the same as you."
What this means is that if she is shameless, then she can be shameless herself.
Don't pull others along.
"What do you mean?!"
"Okay," Cheng Yunshuo quickly tried to smooth things over, "It's really inconvenient, let's go eat by ourselves."
He naturally respected Lu Lingjun.
After all, people are really different.
The identity from the beginning determines the weight.
Lu Lingjun was his nominal wife, and his legal wife should be respected.
He took Xing Dairong and his two friends to the banquet hall. When they passed each other, Luo Heng looked at Wang Qiluo with a faint smile on his face, and Lu Lingjun inadvertently blocked his gaze.
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Daily life of the mistress
Historical FictionAuthor: Zhou Dabai Introduction: [A girl from an aristocratic family tears off a girl who travels through time + rebirth + the daily life of an antique and leisurely mistress] Lu Lingjun and his younger sister Lu Hanyi were both reborn. In her previ...