Yun Qingrong had finally returned that morning, much to Su Xiaofei's relief, while the Qiao family had already left and returned to Shenjing. Qiao Fengying promised to give her a call in his free time before he left.
After making sure that her mother had settled in her room and had fallen asleep, Su Xiaofei closed the door behind her gently, making sure not to make a loud sound. She then returned to the room she now shared with her husband.
She found Lu Qingfeng buttoning up his white dress shirt, but there was something about the way he sighed, telling her that he wasn't comfortable with the meeting they had to attend that afternoon.
"What's up?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest and leaned against the door frame.
She was already dressed, just waiting for him to be ready so they could leave and go to Song Yiran's place, where the meeting would be held. It would also be the first time she would be seeing where her former schoolmate lived, and meet the people her husband managed to become acquainted with in Shenjing. Although she was quite nervous, Su Xiaofei was more excited to meet them.
"Nothing. Just thinking." Lu Qingfeng replied, saying no more. He had a feeling that something was about to change again in his life.
Was he really worried that the brotherhood would harm his Feifei?
"You know you can just tell me if you don't want me to meet them. If it makes you uncomfortable, you don't have to force yourself, hubby. You don't need to complicate things."
Lu Qingfeng turned around and faced his wife, seeing the curiosity in her eyes. He silently admitted that he liked it whenever she called him her 'hubby' or every time his name left her lips at the height of their passion.
"Perhaps you are right." He answered. "But I would rather not cancel this meeting and be through with it."
Half an hour later, the black sedan Nine was driving stopped at an empty parking slot of a huge manor. Su Xiaofei stepped out and adjusted her maroon skirt that reached her knees, while her black high heels dug into the gravel beneath her feet. She adjusted her coat on her right arm, revealing the light beige turtleneck blouse she was wearing.
Lu Qingfeng offered his hand to her, which she willingly accepted and started to make their way inside the manor.
As they walked, Su Xiaofei noticed two expensive cars parked before them. She cocked her head to one side and hummed, wondering just how many of her husband's friends she was about to meet today.
Lu Qingfeng led the way and she didn't miss how her husband seemed to be familiar with the place as they didn't need a house servant to lead the way for them. He led her into a room which housed a huge bar with various alcoholic selections. She then saw a pool table where two men were playing, Song Yiran seated on the floor with a console in his hand and another man sitting near him, drinking.
Su Xiaofei's swept her eyes around the room and noticed the three men. They stopped whatever they were doing when they heard her and Lu Qingfeng's foosteps and turned to look at them. Her curiosity was now piqued as she briefly recognized the three men.
It was obvious that her husband was way younger compared to these men, and like Lu Qingfeng, they were clean-cut, fit and wore clothes that spoke money. A lot of money. They all carried themselves with confidence and masculinity that would put any famous actors nowadays to shame.
"You're early." The man who was seated near Song Yiran commented.
Su Xiaofei turned her face and gave him a good look, a little surprised that his right face was scarred. This was the first time she was meeting Yan Xiuchen, but it didn't mean she was oblivious of his identity.
Yan Xiuchen was a real-estate tycoon who had a not so good childhood history that led to his face and body being scarred for life. Obviously, he had undergone an extensive reconstructive surgery, but the deep scars from that event remained.
Looking at him, Su Xiaofei thought that if she had met him in her previous life, she might have found him hideous. However, now, she didn't feel any pity or disgust towards him, only amazement.
As if sensing that she was staring at his face, Yan Xiuchen turned his head, allowing her to see the good side of his face. If one wasn't able to see his scars and only see this side of his face, anyone would think that Yan Xiuchen was quite a handsome man.
"Lu Qingfeng and being late don't go well, Xiuchen." Song Yiran laughed at him before giving Su Xiaofei a wink, which was returned with a smile.
One of the men at the pool table gave Su Xiaofei a good look and turned to Lu Qingfeng.
"I thought you were going back to Qiying City to meet your girlfriend, not to marry her." He commented with a scowl. "You didn't even send us the invitation to your wedding. Quite a friend you are, Lu Qingfeng."
The man Su Xiaofei recognized was named Ning Xuan. He was the owner of Ning Technologies that released several successful mobile games that were popular not only in the country, but the rest of the world. It was said that he was one of the youngest billionaires these days.
Lu Qingfeng shrugged and gestured for Su Xiaofei to take a seat next to the bar.
"Things happened." He reasoned out.
"Excuses! Excuses! If Song Yiran's mouth didn't run that night, we would still be oblivious to the fact that you got married. How could you hide such an important thing from our brotherhood?" The last man replied. He then extended a hand towards Su Xiaofei as a greeting.
"Pleasure to meet you, Big Sister. I'm Zhu Baichuan." He introduced himself to her.
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