Chapter 160: Grandma (Landlady Grandma) Is Back
Chapter 160: Grandma (Landlady Grandma) Is Back
"Of course, if Assistant Mo likes it, he's welcome to come often!"
As the owner, Yun Zijin certainly welcomes any customer to patronize the shop.
Though Lu Yunque felt a slight pang of jealousy seeing Mo Bin also receive a cup, he still pulled out his phone to pay without complaint, but Yun stopped him:
"No, no! You've helped me before; these cups are on me today.
I can bother President Lu for help with just a few cups of milk tea—this is too good a deal for me!"
President Lu of Lu Corporation can earn millions each minute. For Yun, obtaining his assistance in exchange for a handful of milk teas felt almost like a windfall.
Others looked on enviously. Not only did they skip the line, they even got them for free!
If he weren't President of Lu Corporation, some might have caused a commotion.
Lu Yunque paused mid-payment. "Alright, if you insist."
Stowing his phone, Lu held a cup in one hand and then two more stacked together in the other. Mo Bin did likewise.
Yun stepped out from behind the counter, briefly told Qin Sitong something, and then prepared to leave.
Exiting Wangyou Milk Tea Shop, Lu seemed to recall something and turned to Yun:
"Oh, right. My grandma will return to Beijing in a few days. She phoned me yesterday and actually mentioned you. Once she's back, how about we all have a meal together?"
It hardly mattered whether the old lady nagged or not; any excuse to invite Yun out was good enough.
"Landlady Grandma?"
After moving out from that rented place, Yun hadn't contacted her. She was puzzled why Lu brought her up now.
Lu nodded. "Yes. Grandma said she really liked you back then. She even thought of matchmaking us, but I got busy at the company, and she left Beijing, so that plan was shelved."
Yun froze a bit. The landlady-turned-grandmother had mentioned that idea indeed, but Yun never wanted a blind date, so she didn't agree. She recalled it when returning the house key but dismissed it—small world. She never expected Lu to bring it up now.
"Heh... maybe she was just joking. She didn't push it, so you don't have to overthink."
That landlady's mention was so casual. No one really took it seriously, right?
"Actually... we hadn't met properly before. But if we really had gotten introduced that way, I think... I might actually want to get to know you better, Zijin."
A distinct clue from Lu, testing the waters in his remark.
Yun parted her lips but found no words. She absolutely understood the underlying meaning of Lu's statement, but never had she considered that her relationship with Lu would go down this path.
"Uhm... The Forget-Your-Worries Milk Tea won't keep well for too long. You'd best bring it back to Grandpa Lu and everyone quickly! …Meilin asked me to hurry home for dinner, so… I'll go first!"
She really didn't know how to handle it, so she chose to flee.
Escaping might be a bit shameful, but it's effective…
Watching Yun practically bolt, Lu's lips curled faintly. Even if his words startled her, Zijin hadn't outright rejected him, which meant he still had a chance.
Maybe it was slightly narcissistic, but Lu believed that among his generation in Beijing—indeed, perhaps all of China—very few could surpass him.
Meanwhile, Yun got into her Xilbe Tuatara, in the driver's seat, face flushed:
The day feels so hot… My cheeks are burning, like a ripe apple…
Lingyi, seeing Yun so rattled, worried about her driving while emotionally agitated.
"Miss, do you want me to drive?"
"No, I'm alright."
In the end, Yun just patted her cheeks, mentally recited something to calm down, then drove off.
She returned straight to Emerald Lake, went to the kitchen, and gulped down a large glass of cold water to steady her nerves.
I only ever saw Lu as a business partner and friend. Now it turns out he… actually…!
What a shock.
In contrast to Yun having to calm herself, Lu brought four cups of Forget-Your-Worries Milk Tea to the Lu family's old home, got praised by his grandparents, and was in an even better mood.
Madam Xu Suhua could see at once that her grandson was acting differently. She never held back:
"Little Skylark, something good happened?"
"Huh? You can tell I'm in a fine mood?"
Lu thought he'd kept himself composed; he didn't realize that to his grandma, it was obvious.
"It's super obvious! I raised you till you were three, you know. At that age, you could read a child's future. I can easily see if you're happy or upset."
He chuckled. "I can't say yet; the time isn't right. Once it's settled, I'll tell you immediately."
Before truly winning over that young lady's heart, Lu felt it was premature to be too high-profile about it.
The old lady hated people who only spilled half the story, so she curtly waved him away. Having decided not to provoke her further, Lu tactfully escaped to the study.
I still have unprocessed documents. Better to finish them while my mood's good.
Due to what Lu said, Yun deliberately avoided him for a few days. Initially, Lu reckoned she needed time to clarify her feelings, but after several days with no meeting or any meaningful replies to his texts—just perfunctory answers—Lu realized he couldn't let that continue.
Lu knew the turning point would come once Fang Shuxin returned to Beijing.
Imperial International Airport.
He personally came with Mo Bin to wait at the arrivals exit.
Fang Shuxin assumed her grandson was too busy. Even though she told him to pick her up, she figured he might only send Mo Bin. Unexpectedly, here was "Little Yunque" in person.
"Oh, Little Skylark himself! Haha!"
Lu sighed inwardly… the only real embarrassment in his life was that nickname. Only his grandmother and great-grandmother still used it.
"Grandma, the sun's strong. Let's get in the car."
Fang Shuxin was a very fashionable older lady in her sixties but well-maintained—she could pass for someone in her fifties. Hearing her grandson's urging, she said nothing further, walking alongside him into the black Rolls-Royce Phantom.
Another staff member with them carried her luggage, following Mo Bin to load it into a separate business car.
Whenever Fang traveled, she carried plenty of luggage. A single car wouldn't suffice.
Once the door shut, Fang Shuxin eyed Lu:
"Alright, what's on your mind that you'd pick me up personally, hmm?
My dear grandson wouldn't usually spare the time…"
She had, after all, raised Lu long enough to know if he was sucking up for some reason.
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