Chapter 157: Ex-Boyfriend

Although the daytime temperature was not low, Yucheng at 8:30 was still shrouded in a thick fog, and the air had become damp and cold.

Several black sedans stopped one after another in the open space of the cemetery in the suburbs.

Sheng Yu got out of the car, stretched his long legs, and walked up the granite steps, holding a bouquet of small daisies in his hand.

He was followed by several elders of the Yu Family—people Sheng Yu should address as grand-uncles, maternal grand-uncles, and uncles—as well as several younger members of the family who called him cousin.

In the past, the Yu Family held immense power and was the top family among the country's elite, but now it was far from what it used to be.

The Yu Clan Group seemed more like it had exited the stage of history, keeping such a low profile that people had almost forgotten about it.

But outsiders all said the Yu Family members had a good mindset; even with the family's decline, they seemed unhurried and composed.

The current head of the Yu Family was Sheng Yu's uncle, the younger brother of his mother Yu Lan, Yu Weixiong.

The middle-aged man said patiently, "You're already twenty-six; it's time to consider the important matter of marriage and starting a family. You don't need to worry about the family business all the time; I'm watching over it."

Sheng Yu placed the small daisies beside Yu Lan's tombstone and, hearing this, tugged at the corner of his lips, "There's no suitable person."

Yu Weixiong frowned, "You haven't even looked, how do you know there's no one suitable?"

"Tell me what kind of criteria you want, and your uncle will help you find someone."

Sheng Yu used a handkerchief to wipe Yu Lan's tombstone. In truth, someone managed it every so often, but his mother loved cleanliness and could not stand a speck of dust.

As the handkerchief wiped over his mother's name, Sheng Yu curled his lips, "A girl from Yucheng would be quite good. Preferably 1.687 meters tall, a bit bold, emotionally stable, able to bend and stretch, and pretty—prettier than my mother would be enough."

When he started saying "a girl from Yucheng would be quite good," Yu Weixiong's eyes lit up, but when he heard him say "1.687 meters," Yu Weixiong's face instantly fell.

Who specifies height down to the decimal point?

And prettier than his sister?

Where would one find such a pretty girl?

Back then, Yu Lan was the number one beauty in Yucheng.

This sounded like nonsense.

He snorted coldly, "You really talk nonsense right in front of your mother."

But what could he do? This nephew was even more overbearing than he was.

They say nephews fear their uncles, but with him, it was the opposite.

"But how did I hear that a while ago, you were involved in a scandal with a girl from the Beijing Drama Theater? Is it true or false?"

After wiping the tombstone, Sheng Yu handed the handkerchief to the Bodyguard, "When have you ever seen me involved in a scandal with anyone?"

"I said it was fake." Yu Weixiong looked back at the people from the family, "You all insisted it was true."

Situ walked to Sheng Yu's side, "Young Master Yu, news just came in from Enzo. He can't get away right now and can't make a call."

Sheng Yu lowered his eyes to look at the content of the message, a cold sneer hooking the corner of his lips.

Getting bold!

On the afternoon of the first day of the Lunar New Year, there were not many people in the coffee shop by the street.

In a booth by the window in the corner, Zhu Yuan was drinking a latte and chatting with Zhuang Jingxiu.

After lunch, Zhuang Jingxiu had taken his grandfather to visit the Zhu Family. The two old men were playing chess and chatting at home, driving the young people out.

They just had to keep Ji Xiang to help boil tea and Enzo to act as a referee.

It was just Chinese chess; what kind of referee was needed!

At the time, Zhu Yuan had watched Zhu Qi quietly for a while; Zhu Qi had guiltily smiled along with his old comrade-in-arms, not wanting others to see that he was kept firmly under control by his granddaughter.

However, Zhuang Jingxiu could at least be considered a childhood friend, so chatting after not seeing each other for many years was fine. Zhu Yuan was not repulsed by it, and she could take this opportunity to state that she had no intention of dating, so as not to give anyone the wrong idea.

In the middle of the night, Sheng Yu had only forced her to answer whether she dared to go on a blind date with Zhuang Jingxiu, but he hadn't asked if she wanted to.

Of course she didn't want to.

Recently, she was in the rising period of her career; she wanted to be a lead actress and become a national-level performer. What kind of dating?

Men should just stay away.

As the two chatted, they talked about Zhu Jingyao.

In their small circle, Zhu Jingyao had always been a mythical existence, and now that he had been reduced to a prisoner, it was sigh-inducing.

"Are you reviewing the patent proposal?" Zhuang Jingxiu asked.

Zhu Yuan nodded and put down her coffee cup, "My brother is still serving his sentence, so the process will be quite complicated, and whether it can be approved is still a question. But my brother's mindset has always been very good."

Zhuang Jingxiu looked at her sincerely and said, "Although I've been abroad for the past few years, I still have a few friends in the country. It just so happens that a friend of mine works in a relevant department in Kyoto City, and his position isn't low. I'll give him a call in a bit to ask and see if there's any way to finalize it as soon as possible."

Zhu Yuan's eyes lit up.

The coffee shop door was pushed open from the outside, and the bell on the door was stirred by the wind, emitting a crisp sound.

The two were chatting there, and Zhu Yuan's seat was facing away from the aisle, so she didn't notice anyone coming.

When Zhuang Jingxiu finished this sentence, he subconsciously glanced at the tall, upright man with a powerful aura walking toward them.

Sensing the pressure coming from the other person, Zhuang Jingxiu vaguely felt that the other party was not someone to be trifled with, and he was about to stand up to go to Zhu Yuan's side.

The other party, however, stopped directly in the spot he wanted to walk to.

Zhu Yuan's hand holding the cup paused; thinking it was someone Zhuang Jingxiu knew, she lifted her eyes casually.

Her body stiffened completely, and the coffee in the cup spilled, like ripples spreading across the lake of her heart, her chest trembling.

Why did he come!

Sheng Yu lowered his eyes to glance at her and sneered, "My words don't count anymore, is that it?"

Zhuang Jingxiu hadn't expected the other party to know Zhu Yuan, and looking at the tone of his voice, their relationship was not shallow. He looked at the stunned Zhu Yuan and asked in confusion, "Yuanyuan, who is this?"

Yuanyuan?

The coldness on Sheng Yu's lips deepened. Before Zhu Yuan could speak, he said indifferently, "Ex-boyfriend."

"Not familiar."

Two voices overlapped.

Sheng Yu bit down on his back molars, his gaze forceful as he looked at Zhuang Jingxiu, and under the other man's shocked eyes, he sat down beside Zhu Yuan and pulled her slender waist toward him, "How many times have we slept together, and you're still not familiar with me?"

Zhu Yuan's face flushed red in an instant, and in a fit of shame and anger, she clenched her fingers and whispered a rebuke, "Sheng Yu, what do you think you're doing?"

In broad daylight, what kind of madness was he acting out!

"What do I think I'm doing?" Sheng Yu pulled her even tighter into his embrace, "Since you aren't self-aware, I have no choice but to come here myself and let this Mr. Zhuang take a good look at what kind of man you've been with."

Zhuang Jingxiu saw that Zhu Yuan was struggling and said sternly, "Sir, Yuanyuan is resisting you treating her this way, please let her go! Besides, you say you are Yuanyuan's ex-boyfriend; since you have broken up, she is single now, and what you are doing is too much."

Calling her Yuanyuan with every breath, so affectionately.

Sheng Yu looked at him with a gloomy expression and said coldly, "Even if she is single, it is not your turn."

Zhu Yuan looked at him, her eyes calm and without a single ripple.