sjar Chapter 52 The snipe and the clam fight
Chapter 52 The snipe and the clam fight
Chapter 52 The Fight Between the Snipe and the Clam
"So, what are you planning to do?" Li Meng looked at Lu Qianqian warily, realizing for the first time that Lu Qianqian was actually quite intelligent.
"It's not easy to get Zhang Shengqin to completely abandon Rong Wanru," Lu Qianqian whispered in her ear. "You can learn from how Rong Wanru kicked me out."
Li Meng's gaze froze for a moment, and she frowned slightly.
Lu Qianqian stopped there, patting her shoulder: "How to do it is up to you, after all, you know Zhang Shengqin better than I do."
Li Meng's gaze towards her gradually changed, and the disdain disappeared.
She was able to read my mind so easily; no wonder she can stand before President Zhang again in this capacity.
However, she remained skeptical!
"Lu Qianqian, you make it sound so simple. Don't you also have designs on President Zhang? Isn't your purpose in doing this to let the two sides fight while the third party benefits?"
Lu Qianqian tilted her head and looked at her: "Do you think Zhang Shengqin is just money, and everyone likes him?"
Li Meng still didn't believe it. Back then, Lu Qianqian's love for Zhang Shengqin was blind. How could she just stop loving him like that?
Lu Qianqian had no choice but to use her trump card: "Actually, I met a better man than Zhang Shengqin."
Li Meng was stunned and asked incredulously, "Is President Peng really that good?"
"..." Lu Qianqian blinked speechlessly, then said something shocking, "It's Second Young Master Rong."
Li Meng first calmly nodded, then suddenly realized what she meant and asked in astonishment, "Second Young Master Rong? Rong Changqing."
Lu Qianqian hummed in response.
Li Meng didn't believe it: "How could Second Young Master Rong possibly be interested in you?"
Lu Qianqian shrugged, looking quite helpless: "I didn't say that the Second Young Master had taken a liking to me. I just said that I had taken a liking to the Second Young Master, so Zhang Shengqin was long forgotten by me."
Li Meng was astonished. Could this really be done?
But judging from Lu Qianqian's attitude, it seems to be true.
"Hey." Lu Qianqian nudged her arm with her elbow and said mysteriously, "I've successfully added Young Master Rong on WeChat, look."
Lu Qianqian opened her WeChat page on her phone and tapped the private chat box for "Supreme Husband," but it was completely empty.
"Now you believe me, right? Next, I'm going to send him a WeChat message."
Li Meng looked at her with an expression that said, "I'm utterly speechless," but she did believe it.
“I agree to cooperate with you,” she said. “I’ll figure out a way to deal with Rong Wanru when I get back, but you must become my backer.”
She was just an employee after all, and her background wasn't as powerful as Rong Wanru's, so she had to rely on someone with Lu Qianqian's background to deal with things effectively.
“No problem,” Lu Qianqian agreed. “I will fully support whatever you want to do. I’ll be happy as long as Zhang Shengqin and Rong Wanru can’t get married.”
"Okay, I'll contact you by phone later. I'm heading back now." Seeing that it was almost time, Li Meng turned and went back.
Lu Qianqian waved goodbye enthusiastically until Li Meng's figure completely disappeared from sight, at which point the smile on her lips gradually faded.
"Madam, shall we go back?" Shichijo asked her as he came out of the next room.
Lu Qianqian nodded, looking very tired.
In fact, Li Meng guessed correctly; she wanted them to fight like the snipe and the clam, but she didn't want to be the fisherman.
To avoid these women trying to find ways to deal with her every day, that would be too tiring.
"By the way, when is the Second Young Master coming back?" she asked, calculating that it should be in the next few days.
Seven replies: "Red Center didn't specify, it might be soon."
Lu Qianqian nodded, and the group returned to Villa No. 8 in the Imperial Palace. As they passed the gatehouse, they happened to see Zhang Liangzhi sneaking back.
Curious, Lu Qianqian opened the window and stuck her head out to ask, "Attorney Zhang, are you stealing chickens?"
Attorney Zhang jumped up in fright, but after recognizing Lu Qianqian, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly opened the door to get into the car.
“I’ll be staying at Villa No. 8 tonight.” Zhang Liangzhi sat upright, his attitude resolute, as if he were currently engaged in a tough legal battle.
Lu Qianqian was stunned by his imposing manner and nodded blankly: "You can stay, you can stay."
Although I don't understand why.
After they entered, a car was stopped at the gate, and the security guard politely asked, "Hello, this is a private residence, and outsiders are not allowed to enter."
Long Lin'er opened the car window and said to the security guard, "I'm here to see Rong Changqing."
The security guard insisted, "I'm sorry, Ms. Long, the owner of number eight has not informed us that any guests are coming."
Long Lin'er gritted her teeth in anger; these security guards were far too strict.
"Then I won't leave tonight." She turned off the engine and parked the car right there, her attitude resolute.
There aren't many owners in Underground Palace No. 8, but there are plenty of property management staff and complete supporting facilities.
Upon seeing this, the security guards immediately brought a tow truck and dragged Long Lin'er and her car to a relatively safe location. They then thoughtfully poured her a cup of hot tea.
Long Lin'er has an eccentric temper and a cold personality. After accepting the hot tea, she remained seated in the car, clearly determined to keep her word.
After learning that Long Lin'er had been stopped at the gate, Zhang Liangzhi returned to his villa, number nine, with peace of mind.
Lu Qianqian felt a little dizzy from the sight. Before she could think any further, a child suddenly jumped out in front of her, blocking her way and asking fiercely, "Are you Lu Qianqian?"
At this moment, both Qitiao and Baiban went to the garage to park, leaving her alone here. She really didn't know who this child was or why he knew her name: "I am Lu Qianqian, who are you?"
"I'm Brother Cheng!" Rong Zhecheng introduced himself with great pride. "Now you should know, right?"
Lu Qianqian was stunned and looked at the little kid in front of her in disbelief.
Where did he get the courage to say that Rong Changqing was his?
Or does Rong Changqing have some peculiar hobby?
She didn't dare to think about it.
"Young Master, the weather is quite cold back home. Put on some clothes so you don't catch a cold." At this moment, a woman with a gentle appearance and attire came out with a thin outer garment. She draped it over Rong Zhecheng's shoulders before looking up at Lu Qianqian.
Their eyes met, and Lu Qianqian looked the woman up and down, feeling the gentleness emanating from her very bones, which made her feel warm at first glance.
"You must be Lu Qianqian." Jiuwan smiled gently and reached out to take her hand. "I am Jiuwan, the young master's nanny."
Lu Qianqian's lips parted slightly, her mouth agape in surprise.
Why would such a beautiful woman be a nanny?
It's such a waste of talent; he has the makings of a superstar.
"Hello, may I ask who you are?" She calmed her racing thoughts and asked, trying to sound composed.