After dinner, Qu Xiangru suddenly ran to the car, bringing back a cake, a few sets of clothes, and some nutritional supplements.

She placed the cake on the table, showing a rare shy expression: "Grandma, I'm going back later. Tomorrow I have to pay respects at my parents' graves, so I can't attend your birthday banquet. I wish you happiness as vast as the Eastern Sea and a long life like the Southern Mountains in advance."

Grandma looked at the cake, stunned for a moment.

Hearing her words, she suddenly realized it was to pay respects to her family.

Holding Qu Xiangru's small hand, she said, "You're so thoughtful."

"Whenever you have time, come to grandma's house, grandma will cook something delicious for you."

"If they're bullying you at home, don't go back. If they bully you again, just tell grandma, and grandma will have Little Chizi bring men to wipe them all out!"

This girl, grandma really liked her, the more she looked, the more she liked.

But she felt a bit conflicted inside.

Her eldest grandson brought back two girls last time, and she liked them too.

She couldn't help but complain in her heart, this foolish grandson, where did he find so many good girls?

Each one is good, but she only has one grandson.

She kicked Mr. Chi: "Speak!"

Mr. Chi immediately said, "If you run into trouble, come here, grandpa will stand up for you."

The caring tone made Qu Xiangru, who hadn't felt family warmth for a long time, tear up instantly.

She fought back the urge to cry, tightly pursed her lips, and nodded.

Song Guanchao said, "Quick, eat the cake."

After eating the cake, Song Guanchao said, "Sit at home for a bit, I'll go catch some wild chickens for you."

Qu Xiangru said, "I'll go too."

After they left, Mr. Chi lit a cigarette.

Just as he took a puff, he saw grandma looking over.

He hastily moved to put it out: "Sis, I won't smoke..."

"Go ahead."

"Okay, okay." Mr. Chi smoked nervously, suddenly saying, "This girl, she's not ordinary, is she?"

Grandma said, "Why do you care if she's ordinary?"

Mr. Chi sighed, "I'm just saying."

These three have sharper eyes than each other.

Though Song Guanchao didn't introduce her, the three have seen countless people and immediately saw that Qu Xiangru is likely within the system.

Moreover, her level wouldn't be low.

That manner, that temperament, she must at least be a bureau level.

Grandma worriedly drank her tea.

Mr. Chi asked, "Sis, what's wrong? You wouldn't think this girl is too old, right?"

Grandma shot him a look, "What's wrong with being older? As long as my grandson likes her, besides, I like this girl too."

"Such a lovable girl."

"Then why the worried face?"

Grandma sighed, "My grandson, he's such a flirt."

"What?"

"This is the third girl he's brought back."

"What?"

"The key is, each one is more outstanding, each one makes me like them more."

Grandma worriedly said, "I just don't know which one he actually wants to choose."

At this moment, grandpa spoke up: "In my opinion, he wants them all."

Mr. Chi widened his eyes: "All of them?"

Grandma said, "Taking them all is fine, but I just don't know if they can accept it."

Mr. Chi's eyes almost bulged out: "Sis, you can accept this?"

Grandma said, "Why not accept it?"

"Of course, he must clarify things with them, can't deceive these young girls, he must make things clear. As long as it's mutual, not just three, even thirty would do. No matter how many great-grandchildren, I can afford to raise them."

Mr. Chi was completely speechless.

He felt he was already open-minded and could keep up with social progress.

But compared to his sister and his old leader, his thinking was still too conservative.

Half an hour later, Song Guanchao returned with a few wild chickens.

He scalded them in hot water, cleaned and packed them for her.

Grandma also bought two old hens from the village to take together.

At 1:40 p.m., Song Guanchao took her to the City Committee office compound.

She carried her things and walked away after getting off the car.

"Hey," Song Guanchao called.

Qu Xiangru turned to look at him.

Song Guanchao said, "Aren't you going to say goodbye?"

Qu Xiangru stood at the door, looked at him for two seconds, suddenly put down her things, walked up quickly, and hugged him, passionately kissing Song Guanchao.

After a forceful kiss that lasted a dozen seconds, Qu Xiangru released him: "Remember to keep your distance."

Song Guanchao touched the lingering fragrance on his lips and smiled.

He only drove away after watching her enter the building.

...

At two o'clock in the afternoon.

A Maybach with a Provincial City license plate drove into the village.

Lu Shaqing looked at the snowy village outside the window, at those clustered rural houses, and chuckled lightly: "A desolate land."

The anger in his heart grew stronger.

But alongside the anger came curiosity.

Curious to know exactly what kind of man could captivate Qu Xiangru.

Even if a phoenix emerged from this poor village, its annual salary wouldn't exceed a million.

Yet a million a year wasn't even qualified to tie his shoes.

He could even predict what the unknown man was like.

Nothing more than the first college graduate from a small village in decades.

Lucky enough to land a job in a foreign enterprise or a major domestic company.

Perhaps not lacking in ability, and possibly adequate social tact.

Even optimistically, assuming smooth progress, maybe a million annual salary by thirty.

Such a person would definitely be considered a genius in a small village.

But a genius was merely the entry point to meet him.

Not even fit to tie his shoes.

If he wished, one phone call could ruin this person's future.

Lu Shaqing suddenly felt it was somewhat dull.

As the esteemed Lu family young master, a rising star in the business world, he found himself lowering himself to trouble a country bumpkin.

But since he was here, he might as well go through with it.

The car drove into the village.

He saw some houses with Mercedes, BMW, and Audi parked outside.

It seemed that some people in the small village were doing quite well after all.

But, poor people can only rely on external brands to prove their success to those around them.

Yet in his eyes, these people were still just bottom-dwellers.

Compared to his kind, it was like night and day, living in two separate worlds.

The car parked outside one of the households.

Nearby villagers stared curiously.

They didn't recognize the Maybach logo but could tell the car wasn't cheap.

Before getting out, Lu Yuan said, "Shaqing, keep it composed. After all, Qu Xiangru is still here, don't make it too ugly."

Lu Shaqing paused his hand on the door handle, showing a cold smile: "Ugly or not depends on whether Qu Xiangru has sense. More so, whether the man she fancies knows his place."

Having said that, he stepped out, standing outside the yard.

His custom-fitted Italian wool coat accentuated his tall and imposing figure.

The Versace custom-made shoes were slightly stained with mud.

Causing him to frown.

Nearby villagers and kids stared curiously.

In their eyes, he saw curiosity and envy.

Lu Shaqing slightly shook his head, thinking them a pitiable, pathetic group of bottom-dwellers.

Yet at the same time, he considered them fortunate.

After all, if it weren't for his proactive visit.

These people, with their lowly status, would never in their lives have the chance to see a true member of high society.

Looking at those dirty-faced children.

Perhaps when they grow up, they'll understand what the icon on this car represents.

And they'll realize belatedly that this was the closest encounter with an upper-class person in their life.

Eventually, they'll fully grasp reality, realizing that their fate as bottom people, this class gap cannot be closed by effort alone.

Imagining their potential sense of inferiority, Lu Shaqing's face displayed a faint, superior smile.

He raised his hand, gently knocking on the courtyard door.

Even though he had already seen the two elderly folks smoking, eating seeds, and drinking tea at the entrance.

But as a member of high society, he felt it necessary to demonstrate a bit of noble etiquette to these bottom people.

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