Chapter 270: Without This Bewitching, Soul-stealing Beauty
Lu Qiaoge didn’t find it too surprising. In this relatively conservative era, the woman who could make Lin Junfeng abandon his wife and daughter, forcing a divorce through suicide, couldn’t possibly be an ordinary and ordinary woman.
She must have her own unique qualities.
So even though Deputy Director Huang had already blocked her, Wei Sixin still smiled warmly and asked: “Deputy Director Huang, sorry to bother you. I’d like to ask, is Comrade Lu Qiaoge here?”
Lu Qiaoge stood up at the right moment, very politely saying: “Hello, Deputy Director Wei, I am Lu Qiaoge.”
Then she walked forward, standing in front of Wei Sixin, her voice still gentle and polite, seeming to carry a hint of surprise: “What can I do for you?”
Wei Sixin’s face still bore that impeccable gentle smile, but her gaze was like a searchlight, quietly scanning back and forth over Lu Qiaoge.
As expected, it matched exactly what others had said. Not very old, yet she had a face that was unforgettable at first glance.
Heh, without this alluring and captivating appearance, how could she climb onto that big tree Qin Hengzhi?
In this world, a pretty face is a woman’s greatest asset, true from ancient times to the present.
Deputy Director Huang’s brows furrowed slightly. Wei Sixin had come in the morning and specifically asked to invite Lu Qiaoge to the Lin Family for dinner.
As Huang Juan, who knew some of the Lin Family’s internal affairs, alarm bells rang loudly in her heart.
With the Lin Family’s current mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, their conflict seemed irreconcilable.
So why invite Lu Qiaoge to your home?
If it’s about gratitude, it’s not your turn, Wei Sixin!
Old Huang immediately cut in, his tone carrying an official detachment: “Deputy Director Wei, rare guest. It’s uncommon to see you at our neighborhood committee. Do you have something urgent with Little Lu? If it’s not pressing, shall we talk in my office?”
How could Wei Sixin possibly go with her?
Her target was clear. She stepped forward, her voice becoming even more intimate and soft, as if Lu Qiaoge were her long-lost younger sister: “Qiao Ge, I’ve always wanted to come thank you personally, but I’ve really been too busy. Work is hectic, and my parents-in-law just arrived in Jiangcheng, with a pile of things at home. Today I finally found some time.”
Lu Qiaoge appropriately showed a hint of confusion, seriously asking: “Sorry, I’d like to ask, why do you want to thank me? We are meeting for the first time today, and I don’t recall having any intersection with you.”
Wei Sixin was stunned, nearly choking back her follow-up words.
Lu Qiaoge actually didn’t know who her wife was and didn’t know she was Old Lin’s daughter-in-law?
A flash of annoyance and discomfort crossed her expression, and she looked toward Huang Juan standing nearby.
Huang Juan helplessly introduced: “Qiao Ge, this is Deputy Director Lin’s wife, Lin Jun’an’s second sister-in-law. She came this morning but you weren’t here, so we didn’t mention it to you.”
Lu Qiaoge let out an “oh,” looking as if realization dawned: “Ah, I see.”
Then she changed the subject: “You’re too polite, even using work time to come thank me personally. I was just doing a good deed; no need to say thanks. Besides, anyone who encountered this would do the same. You really didn’t need to come specially just to say thank you.”
Wei Sixin was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting Lu Qiaoge to respond so quickly.
And these words sounded a bit awkward.
What did she mean by using work time?
She had seen plenty of eighteen- or nineteen-year-old little girls, after all, she was at the cultural palace, a place with the most young women.
They were youthful and naive, even shy, especially tense when speaking in front of a leader like her.
Wei Sixin sneered inwardly. It was said that Lu Qiaoge had dealings with a Hong Kong businessman from Hong Kong; sure enough, she had broad experience.
Wei Sixin had no intention of wasting time here. She paused, her smile deepening, carrying an irrefusable tone: “Little Lu, my mother-in-law specially prepared a table of good dishes, just waiting for you. I came by this morning, but you weren’t here. The timing is perfect now. Qiao Ge, give me face and come to our home for a casual dinner tonight?”
Lu Qiaoge glanced at the smile on Wei Sixin’s face.
No wonder Xiao Cangcang said she was good at acting; this woman did have some skill.
Lu Qiaoge met her gaze, her lips curving into a perfectly measured arc, looking very polite yet carrying a barely perceptible scrutiny.
This woman was someone with a bit of petty cleverness and very scheming. Logically, she shouldn’t come to the neighborhood committee’s general office to publicly invite her home for dinner.
Even if she came to the work unit, she could have called her out alone or gone to Aunt Huang’s office, which would be better than here.
From Xiao Cangcang’s description, it was clear this woman was now very arrogant.
Simply put, she didn’t take Lu Qiaoge seriously.
It was all because you, Lu Qiaoge, meddled too much.
Otherwise, how could the Lin Family have found Lin Jun’an?
Transferring anger?
This woman had lived too comfortably; she was truly doing whatever she pleased.
Lu Qiaoge didn’t immediately answer yes or no. Instead, she glanced at Huang Juan, then turned to look at the colleagues behind her.
Only then did she meet Wei Sixin’s calculating gaze, her voice soft but expression serious as she asked: “Deputy Director Wei, can I ask you a question?”
Wei Sixin had already prepared what to say next, whether Lu Qiaoge answered yes or no.
But she never expected Lu Qiaoge to ask her a question?
She could only patiently say: “What do you want to ask?”
“How should I address you now?”
Wei Sixin was stunned for a moment, then said: “That, is it important?”
Her gentle expression faltered somewhat, her brows furrowing.
Lu Qiaoge’s voice was clear: “Of course it’s important. If you’re inviting me to your home as Deputy Director Wei, even if it’s sudden and presumptuous, if I say no, it would be failing to appreciate your kindness. After all, you’re a leader at the cultural palace, and my cousin works there too. I’d inevitably worry about you transferring anger to my cousin. Even if I don’t want to go, I’d have to!”
The entire office instantly fell silent, even the sound of flipping paper stopped, all eyes focusing on the two of them.
The smile on Wei Sixin’s face showed obvious stiffness for the first time.
She hadn’t expected Lu Qiaoge to say such things; her smile was nearly unsustainable. Looking at Lu Qiaoge, she clenched her hand—this was all beyond her expectations.
Suddenly recalling someone saying Lu Qiaoge was sharp-tongued, now she saw it was true.
She knew Lu Qiaoge and Lu Qiaoqing were cousins; this little girl wasn’t simple, directly putting her in a bind like this.
Resentment poisoned Wei Sixin’s heart. What an ungrateful thing, daring to speak to her like this, giving face and not taking it.
Suppressing her anger, her eyes darted around. She barely maintained the curve of her mouth, her voice carrying a barely perceptible embarrassed annoyance: “Qiao Ge, what you’re saying—it’s just a casual home-cooked meal, nothing so complicated. Older sister truly wants to thank you sincerely.”
But Lu Qiaoge didn’t smile, very seriously saying: “You’ve called yourself older sister, so you’re not Deputy Director Wei anymore. So now your identity is Deputy Director Lin’s wife, and I definitely can’t go. Don’t you know? When Shen Yun led the rumors against me and my family, your husband believed them and participated, even sending people to reprimand my grandmother. Although he publicly apologized at the meeting, although leaders are broad-minded and won’t retaliate against a little mediator like me, my grandmother holds grudges. If she found out I suddenly went to your home for dinner, she’d surely scold me for being shameless and forgetful!”
Treasures, update is a bit late, begging for monthly passes, love you all~
