Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets! Chapter 474 - 344. An awkward yet polite encounter2

Hair...

Not bad, not too ssy.

Collar...

Flipped it over, neatly adjusted.

Fortunately, both of their rational minds were tightly strained, and it had only stayed at the level of kissing and hugging just now.

No hickeys, no disheveled clothes, no uncontrollable passion.

But to be suddenly blocked at ho by the woman’s elders who ca ho early from work, this was definitely a suprely awkward situation that even soone like Mr. Lu, who had lived two lives, was experiencing for the first ti.

At this mont...

What should he say?

Honestly, he didn’t know either.

"Mom, one of my classmates ca to visit today, let introduce you."

Faced with the circumstances, Zhong Ruixi had no choice but to adapt on the spot.

She had initially hoped to take so ti to straighten out their appearance alongside Lu Jincheng before gracefully welcoming her mom ho in the living room.

However, there were shoes in the hallway.

A pair of unmistakably conspicuous n’s winter sports shoes, clearly larger than size 40.

If she didn’t rush out to distract her mom, was she supposed to wait for them to knock and greet first?

"Hello, Auntie. I’m Lu Jincheng."

Hearing this, Lu Jincheng promptly erged from the bedroom, politely nodded to the lady standing in front of him, and greeted her.

"...Hello, hello, Xiao Lu, right? I’ve heard Rui Rui ntioning you. Co, take a seat."

As the universally recognized face of Liao City First Middle School, Zhong Ruixi had virtually inherited all of her mother Ning Qin’s stunning features.

The tall and short mother-daughter duo stood before Lu Jincheng, and to soone unaware, they might even mistake them for sisters.

"Ah, thank you, Auntie."

Lu Jincheng flashed a shy smile as he obediently sat down on the sofa, his posture straight and proper.

Ning Qin, truth be told, was slightly surprised.

She hung her purse along with her coat on the living room’s rack, then glanced again at her guest and daughter’s expressions, and the answer she had in her mind beca abundantly clear.

How familiar could a relationship between classmates be to bring a boy over to the house?

Sothing’s up.

But she didn’t outright say it.

Instead, she brewed so tea, brought out so fruit, and gently chatted with the guest as a friendly courtesy.

Lu Jincheng — this na was certainly not unfamiliar to Ning Qin.

Mother-daughter relationships typically tend to be closer; even if not everything was shared, the density of information exchanged was much higher compared to boys.

Ever since university entrance exam results ca out and her daughter enrolled, Ning Qin had known that there was a high school classmate nad Lu Jincheng among her future college peers.

Not to ntion, during the winter break pickup at the station, she had spotted her daughter saying goodbye to a tall boy amidst the crowd.

As an elder and soone who’d been through life, she could see through many things at a glance.

"Xiao Lu, try this."

"Don’t be reserved; you and Rui Rui seem to have quite the connection. Both in high school and college at the sa school, you’ll undoubtedly be helping each other a lot."

"..."

"Has your school already released the end-of-term grades?"

"You hid it well! If Xiao Lu hadn’t ntioned it, I wouldn’t even know you’d earned a scholarship!~"

No matter the scenario, Mr. Lu remained Mr. Lu.

If it were any normal person caught off guard in such a situation with their future mother-in-law at ho, they’d be mortified and stuck in embarrassnt for quite a while.

But Mr. Lu just adjusted his mood slightly and skillfully blended into a conversation with the middle-aged woman.

The difficulty level was just right.

Using Zhong Ruixi as a segue, he and Ning Qin talked about everything from her interest in end-of-term grades, to university life, then geography in Jiang City, finally circling around to the cultural differences between the North and South.

Every topic subtly praised Zhong Ruixi, smoothing Ning Qin’s wrinkles into the rich air of her joyous smile.

Just as Ning Qin had stated, there were many aspects of her daughter’s life that she hadn’t shared at ho.

Having a daughter studying away from ho, no matter how many phone calls were made, couldn’t equal the firsthand knowledge of her experiences.

For instance, she was already the host representing her academy at various major events.

Or her outstanding performance in the White Horse Cup.

The daily college life, favorite foods, steady growth step by step — these quietly blossoming days were the scenery beyond Ning Qin’s view.

At first, the chat between Ning Qin and Lu Jincheng had rely been an exchange of pleasantries.

But gradually, she stumbled upon a truth.

With the three seated together, the topics were virtually led by Lu Jincheng, involving content everyone was interested in. There was almost no occurrence of awkward silence or discomfort.

Bright, cheerful, articulate, and engaging.

This was Ning Qin’s first impression of Lu Jincheng.

"Xiao Lu, why not stay here for lunch? I’ve bought more than enough food, and our family of three certainly can’t finish it all."

As the ti approached noon, Ning Qin glanced up at the quartz clock in the living room and smilingly said to Lu Jincheng.

"No, no, Auntie. I have to head back for lunch. Next ti, I’ll be sure to try your cooking."

Lu Jincheng stood up, quick to know when to quit.

Staying for lunch at this mont would plainly be inappropriate.

"Goodbye, Auntie~"

He put on his shoes, donned his coat, and waved with a smile, bidding farewell to Ning Qin.

Zhong Ruixi followed him downstairs to see him off.

The mont the apartnt’s security door closed with a muffled sound, the man noticed Bai Yueguang’s face lighting up with a smile.

"Oh my God!"

"I almost died of fright..."

"You weren’t the least bit nervous?"

"You even chatted with my mom so happily. Wow, unbelievable."

Not until they stepped outside the old staircase did Zhong Ruixi raise her volu slightly.

"Who said I wasn’t nervous?"

Lu Jincheng pursed his lips, shot her a brief glance, and continued.

"Auntie already saw through our relationship. This was pretty much eting the parents, wasn’t it?"

"My big toe was tense the whole ti, terrified that I’d say the wrong thing and ruin her first impression of ."

"Hahaha, really?"

Zhong Ruixi giggled, her lips curling into a soft, adorable arc.

"You’re nervous like that too?"

"Of course."

"Though, my mom clearly thinks highly of you! You two talked for so long."

For reasons unknown, Zhong Ruixi seed particularly cheerful right now.

Her feet shuffled briefly over the thin snow, sunlight reflecting on her fair skin and concealing joy in her little shadow.

"The timing wasn’t right."

At the community entrance, Lu Jincheng reached out halfway intending to hold her hand, then hesitated and stuffed it back into his pocket.

"No matter how harmonious the conversation, Auntie still wouldn’t want to see so unruly boy suddenly appear out of nowhere, flipping the cabbage she painstakingly raised for eighteen years upside down."

"Right there at ho."

"Stop rambling, who’s unruly!"

Zhong Ruixi was still laughing, her eyes sparkling, teeth white, and hair tips shimring under the sunlight.

"You were already here, why didn’t you stay for lunch?"

"Partly out of consideration for your dad’s feelings..."

Lu Jincheng hesitated for a mont, looked around, and finally took his partner’s little hand.

"And partly because I have a bi-weekly eting this afternoon. I need to brief He Ying ahead of ti."

"Alright."

Upon hearing there was work to attend to, Zhong Ruixi stopped probing further.

"Actually, I never understood, what exactly is Senior’s role at your company?"

"A very important role."

The man responded casually.

"Very important?"

"I just always felt like you treat Senior as if she’s your go-to helper... She’s the Student Union President, you know."

Regarding He Ying, Zhong Ruixi consistently upheld a stance of respect, support, but slight perplexity.

What puzzled her the most was why He Ying operated in such a way at work.

Capable of independently organizing large-scale events with universally praised execution, a highly competent senior appeared to be helping Lu Jincheng accomplish seemingly trivial tasks.

What was the point?

She could understand Mou Keyan.

She could understand others who worked for fa, for money, or for different reasons — those who joined Golden Stone dia as aspiring talents.

But as a junior who had genuinely crossed paths, collaborated for a period, and understood He Ying’s style, Zhong Ruixi truly couldn’t fathom why.

What was He Ying striving for?

Why did she try so hard?

"Student Union President?"

Lu Jincheng chuckled lightly, his tone composed.

"The title of Student Union President ans nothing to her."

"What she truly desires is to escape the gravitational pull of diocrity."