A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Chapter 326 The Cold and Stern Lu Ming-Ze

"A big shot?" asked Lu Wen-Jing softly. She was stunned.

Ye Fan nodded.

"That every elite in Jiangdong reveres?' Lu Wen-Jing continued asking. She found it inexplicable.

Ye Fan nodded. Then he sighed and said patiently, "Jingjing, I just want to be low key. Since you're so

worried, I have no choice and to be honest."

Lu Wen-Jing. "So are you telling me that you're...Sun Wukong?"

Ye Fan was speechless.

Ye Fan's faced twitched. He didn't expect this to cross her mind.

Was Sun Wukong the most respected big shot in her world?

But before Ye Fan could say more, Lu Wen-Jing sulked and scoffed at Ye Fan angrily, "Humph. Fan,

I'm talking about serious things here, but you're joking instead. Do you think I'll believe it if you say that

you've superpowers? Do you think I'll believe you if you tell me you're Sun Wukong? I really want to

help you, but you...I'm so pissed!" said Lu Wen-Jing with her pretty face flushed from anger as she

shook her tiny fists furiously at Ye Fan.

Of course, she wouldn't believe Ye Fan's crap.

If Ye Fan was an important person, then why would Mu-Cheng have to suffer?

If Ye Fan was a big shot, then why would they get chased out of the Qius by her maternal grandfather?

Her uncles and aunts looked down on Ye Fan too.

Despite her tender age, Lu Wen-Jing had grasped the basic logic surrounding the situation. So she

could judge for herself.

When she offered to help Ye Fan out of kindness, Lu Wen-Jing didn't expect him to decline. Instead, he

actually came up with a lie like this to fool her.

Ye Fan suddenly understood what was going on in her head.

This young lady thought he was pulling her leg, and that he was only teasing her.

Ye Fan instantly smiled bitterly.

Damn, why didn't anyone believe him when he actually spoke the truth?

Then again, it didn't matter. It seemed pretty good to just be a useless coward.

But Ye Fan certainly wasn't going to Jingzhou.

For starters, Ye Fan couldn't lower himself to be a bodyguard. More importantly, he couldn't go because

of his wife.

How could a husband not stay with his wife?

So Lu Wen-Jing was unable to persuade Ye Fan in the end.

The sun was setting, and a day had gone by quickly. Then Ye Fan brought Lu Wen-Jing home in the

evening.

After all, Lu Wen-Jing's father was coming to pick her up, so Ye Fan couldn't hang out with her until too

late.

When they arrived home, Ye Fan found that Qiu Mu-Cheng had already knocked off and was at home.

For a workaholic like Qiu Mu-Cheng who did a lot of overtime daily, it was unimaginable that she could

be home at around 6PM.

Ye Fan figured that she was home early because Lu Wen-Jing was leaving.

Then Han Li and her husband received a phone call. After they hung up, they started to chase Qiu Mu-

Cheng and said, "Hurry up, Mu-Cheng. Your uncle is downstairs. We have to go downstairs to welcome

him.”

Qiu Mu-Cheng nodded. She freshened up before going downstairs with her mother.

"You useless coward. Why did you come out? Do you want to embarrass us? Just stay home and cook.

Tonight's dinner has to be more sumptuous. It's Mu-Cheng's uncle's first time at our place. So we must

host him well," scolded Han Li sternly. Han Li and Qiu Mu-Cheng were about to go downstairs, but

when Han Li saw that Ye Fan also wanted to go along, she instantly became furious.

"Mum, how can you do that? Ye Fan is my husband, so it's only right that he comes down to welcome

Uncle Ze too." When Ye Fan saw that Qiu Mu-Cheng and Han Li were about to break into a fight again,

he quickly held Qiu Mu-Cheng back.

"Mu-Cheng, it's okay. Why don't you go down and welcome him? I won't go. I'm not done cooking yet,

and the kitchen can't be left unattended anyway."

Now that their guest was upon their doors, there was no need for these two ladies to quarrel again

because of him.

Ye Fan didn't go with them, so only Qiu Mu-Cheng and her parents were at the door to welcome their

guest.

And Lu Wen-Jing didn't go either. She kept

Ye Fan company in the house.

Before long, footsteps could be heard in the corridor. The sound clearly came from Han Li and the

others.

"Come in, come in! Mu-Cheng, pour your uncle a cup of tea. Yes, pour him that Maojian. I especially

bought it for him! It cost more than $1,000 per 500 grams you know."

Shortly after he entered through the door, Han Li's flattering voice could be heard.

The important thing was that they were the exact same words she told Ye Fan yesterday.

"There's no need for the trouble. I'll be off in a moment. Where's Jingjing? Why don't I see her?" A

middle-aged man stood in front of Han Li. He was dressed in a suit with a gold Rolex watch on his wrist

and looked like a typical corporate elite.

When he spoke, he sounded quick and concise. The moment he arrived upstairs, he asked for Jingjing.

"Daddy!" Just after Lu Ming-Ze finished his question, a girl ran out of the kitchen and called him as she

lunged into his arms.

"Jingjing, did you miss Daddy?" asked Lu Ming-Ze indulgently as he hugged his daughter.

"Yup!" Lu Wen-Jing nodded hard and dragged her father towards the kitchen.

"Daddy, let me introduce you. That's Fan. He has been hanging out with me these past few days. And

he is Mu-Cheng's husband."

When Ye Fan saw Lu Ming-Ze, he courteously called him 'Uncle Ze' too.

"So you're Ye Fan? Mu-Cheng's husband from the countryside?” asked Lu Ming-Ze deeply as he

raised his brows. He didn't acknowledge Ye Fan when he greeted him. Instead, he merely scrutinized

this youth in an apron who was cooking in the kitchen.

But the contempt in his words was clear.

"Yes. It's our first time meeting, so I didn't expect Uncle Ze to know who I am," replied Ye Fan casually.

"That's not true. I'm sure all the Qius' relatives probably know about you, Ye Fan," replied Lu Ming-Ze

frostily. But he didn't sound interested in continuing the conversation with Ye Fan.

After all, he was a useless live-in husband.

So Lu Ming-Ze didn't bother with Ye Fan anymore and turned to go back to the living room.

"What are you standing around for? Hurry up and make dinner!" urged Han Li. She seemed concerned

that Ye Fan might disgrace her, so she chased him back into the kitchen to cook.

But Ye Fan said they were out of food at home and he had to grocery shopping, so he left the house.

After Ye Fan left, Han Li and Qiu Lei invited Lu Ming-Ze to stay for dinner, but he turned them down.

"No, thanks. I have work to do and need to get back to the office soon. So I'm heading off with Jingjing

now."

Lu Ming-Ze had barely stayed for five minutes and he was already prepared to leave with Lu Wen-Jing.

His aloof and stiff words were completely devoid of any family warmth.

The whole time, an aloofness and sternness exuded from Lu Ming-Ze's tone.

Since he arrived here, he didn't even smile at their family. He only smiled once when he saw his

daughter, Jingjing.

But Han Li and the others didn't put much thought into it. They just thought that perhaps high ranking

corporates tended to be more distant and serious.

Before leaving, Qiu Mu-Cheng handed Lu Ming-Ze an invitation.

"Uncle Ze, in a few days, it'll be Mufan Real Estate's opening ceremony. I hope you can do us the

honor of joining us," said Qiu Mu-Cheng anticipatingly to Lu Ming-Ze.

Qiu Mu-Cheng heard her mother say that her uncle was quite an important man in the Jingzhou

business circles. So if she could invite him over for Mufan Real Estate's opening ceremony, then things All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

wouldn't look so bad. At least there would be a few big wigs that held sway around to help prop up the

event.

Lu Ming-Ze looked down at it before handing it back to Qiu Mu-Cheng. He said in a deep voice, "It's an

opening ceremony, right? Okay, I'll send someone here."

"There's also no need to give me the invitation. I have too many documents as it is and no room for

more. It's alright. There's no need to keep walking us out. I'll be going back right away,” said Lu Ming-

Ze quietly. He kept that cold and distant tone in his voice throughout his visit.

He talked to Qiu Mu-Cheng's family as though he was talking to his subordinates.