The Koi Wife of the Prime Minister

Chapter 181 The Human Heart Is the Same

Shen Yan's brows were slightly furrowed, and her red lips were tightly pursed. These words seemed to turn into invisible needles, piercing into her heart unexpectedly.

She didn't understand why, but she vaguely felt that Lu Ziyin seemed to have a sense of distance that made people look up to him. The innate arrogance and unruly nature made the distance between the two of them become extremely clear.

Jingying finally couldn't hold back any longer, turned around abruptly, and angrily shouted at Yuan Min: "That's enough, stop being complacent here, I think you are just jealous."

Facing Jingying's anger, Yuan Min still maintained that elegant smile, as if Jingying's accusations were not worth mentioning to her, just a tiny breeze in the world.

The moment Jingying pushed open the carved wooden door and stepped into private room No. 5, a hint of dissatisfaction quietly spread across her delicate brows.

She walked straight towards Lu Ziyin, who was sitting on a soft leather sofa, crossed her arms over her chest, and angrily vented, "Those tails of yours are so annoying!"

Although her voice was not loud, every word seemed to contain a power that could not be ignored.

Hearing the voice, Lu Ziyin raised her deep eyes slightly and inadvertently cast a questioning glance at Shen Yan who was sitting in the corner and concentrating on reading a magazine: "Who?"

There was a hint of concern in his tone.

"That's the woman who was blocking my way in the corridor just now. She looked so superior."

Jingying recalled what had just happened and her tone became increasingly unhappy.

Lu Ziyin's face darkened slightly, an indescribable undercurrent surged in his eyes. He stood up suddenly, his movements revealing an unquestionable determination: "Wait a moment."

Needless to say, from Jingying's tone and expression, Lu Ziyin had already read the general outline of the matter.

He knew very well that the most important thing at this moment was to calm her emotions.

However, Shen Yan seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly grabbed Lu Ziyin's hand as she was about to leave, with worry flashing in his eyes: "Are you going to teach her a lesson? That's not good, it will cause trouble."

Her words were full of persuasion, appearing both rational and gentle.

Song Nanjun, who was standing by, heard this with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and a playful smile on his lips: "How do you know he's going to fight? To tell you the truth, this guy is very good at dealing with women, and he specifically attacks their faces. Most of the women he has taught a lesson to have their faces disfigured, and their lives will be difficult in the future."

His words sounded like a joke, but it was hard to tell whether they were true or not.

After hearing this, Shen Yan exclaimed, and his grip increased, tightly holding Lu Ziyin, as if he was afraid that he would really rush out and do something impulsive: "No, you can't do this, don't go, okay?"

Her voice was pleading, anxious.

Lu Ziyin glanced at Song Nanjun coldly, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "He is teasing you, silly girl."

His words were full of doting on Shen Yan and tolerance of Song Nanjun's behavior.

Song Nanjun shrugged, looking relaxed, humming a tune as he stood up and prepared to leave: "Let's not talk about this anymore. I'll go help him. Group fights are more interesting."

There was a bohemian attitude in his words.

Shen Yan looked at Song Nanjun's departing back and whispered in surprise: "You look quite old, why are you still so unreliable..."

In contrast, she silently admired her own Lu Zinyin's maturity and stability.

At this time, Song Nanjun seemed to notice Shen Yan's muttering, his face changed slightly, and he retorted unhappily: "Who said I'm unreliable? If you don't believe me, I'll turn into a pigeon right away and open your eyes!"

There was a hint of childish earnestness in his tone.

Jingying was skeptical, thinking that the suggestion was too naive: "What if you can't do it?"

Her eyes were full of challenge.

Song Nanjun pretended to be mysterious, slowly put one hand into his clothes, and approached Shen Yan step by step. The atmosphere in the air froze because of his actions.

Suddenly, he waved his arm, and a snow-white dove flapped its wings and soared in the box like a released elf, its feathers emitting a soft luster under the light.

Shen Yan and Jing Ying were both stunned and exclaimed almost at the same time: "It's really a pigeon!"

Seeing this, Lu Ziyin interrupted Song Nanjun's boasting at the right time and explained in a calm tone: "He is a magician, this is just one of his specialties."

Although Song Nanjun looks like a gangster, he is actually a businessman who abides by the rules during the day. But when night falls, he turns into a modern version of the "gentleman on the beam", walking on the edge of morality and law, seeking excitement and justice.

Just when he wanted to show off his style in front of Lu Zinyin again, he was interrupted by the other party who turned around and walked out.

He had no choice but to contain his unruly nature and followed him in disappointment.

Outside, Song Nanjun pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, picked one up gracefully, and lit it slowly: "How long do you plan to keep Shen Yan waiting?"

He exhaled a wisp of green smoke, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"let it go."

Lu Ziyin's answer was understated, as if everything in the world was under his control.

"You're already married, but you're still so casual?" Song Nanjun teased.

"I'm different from you."

Lu Ziyin's answer was simple and direct.

Song Nanjun exhaled circles of smoke, his eyes flickering with uninhibited light: "I prefer the kind of free and unrestrained emotional life."

For him, traditional monogamous life is too monotonous, and there should always be some different colors and freshness in life.

“Eating the same dish day after day will eventually make you tired, and so will your heart.”

His words reveal his unique understanding of life.

The two decided to ask the waiter about the box number where Yuan Min was located.

"I'm sorry, sir, I can't disclose the private information of my guests."

The service staff politely but firmly rejected their request.

Lu Ziyin did not force his way, as he knew very well that this was the bottom line of the service industry, so he just narrowed his eyes slightly to show his understanding.

But Song Nanjun didn't care. He took out his cell phone from his pocket and said confidently, "I have a friend who has a good relationship with the boss here. A phone call might be able to open up a convenient door for us."

However, before he could finish his words, the door of Box 8 was gently pushed open, and a familiar figure appeared - Lu Yi, Lu Ziyin's younger brother. He hurriedly exchanged a few words with the waiter and then quickly turned back, apparently not noticing Lu Ziyin not far away.

Seeing this, Lu Ziyin took a step forward and walked towards Box No. 8 without saying a word. His steps revealed a determination that could not be ignored.

Song Nanjun followed closely behind, full of doubts: "Is that your brother? What do you want with him?"

"The Si family intends to marry Yuan Min to Lu Yi."

Lu Ziyin's voice was calm and clear.

Song Nanjun was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he couldn't help laughing: "So, the marriage between your Lu family and the Si family is a done deal?"