Chapter 1091 Undercurrent

The two men stood face to face, their hands touching and then moving apart.

Their eyes met, one was gentle and calm, and the other smiled playfully. They seemed calm, but in fact there was an undercurrent.

Gee, that’s interesting.

Lu Jueyun calmly withdrew his gaze.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Su Mi Xue looking at him, but his eyes were full of vigilance, as if he could eat Pei Sicheng.

Lu Jueyun swept his tongue across his teeth, "Miss Su, I just shook hands with Mr. Pei, what's that look in your eyes?"

Su Mixue's expression froze and she turned her head away from Lu Jueyun.

Take it as it comes. Lu Jueyun is a person who gets braver with each fight. If she ignores him, he will naturally be quiet.

Pei Sicheng turned around and found that Su Mixue looked a little strange, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Su MiXue smiled.

Lu Jueyun watched the interaction between the two people.

Suddenly I felt that the ceiling light in this box was too bright and it was really annoying.

"Waiter, dim the lights."

The box attendant immediately walked to the light and pressed the second light.

"Tune it again."

The waiter had to press the switch again.

"Add it again." Lu Jueyun's voice was lazy, but revealed an undeniable determination.

The waiter hesitated. It’s also normal to adjust the lighting. But turn it to the darkest setting, the room is pitch dark, and the few small lights are like fireflies, so don't let them get into your nose when eating like this.

Liu Qingqing felt that Lu Jueyun was not going well, so she quickly came to the rescue: "Brother Jueyun, stop joking. Waiter, just adjust to the second block of light."

The waiter breathed a sigh of relief, quickly adjusted the lights, and quickly stepped aside to wait for some air.

Su Mixue looked at Lu Jueyun. Lu Jueyun's side face seemed to have eyes, and he immediately locked his eyes with hers.

Their eyes met, and she saw a hint of provocation in his eyes.

Su Mi Xue frowned slightly, feeling secretly annoyed at this lunatic.

Pei Sicheng remained calm and calm, his whole body calm. Feeling Lu Jueyun's gaze, he raised his eyes and looked back calmly.

Lu Jueyun's gaze passed directly over him without stopping for a moment.

Pei Sicheng realized that although Lu Jueyun was looking in his direction, he was looking at Su Mixue.

There was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Meng Changxin answered the phone and came in a little later than Su Mixue and the others.

When she walked into the box and saw the layout of the seats, the vein on her forehead suddenly popped.

Liu Qingqing was sitting next to Lu Jueyun, and then He Ziqing. Next to He Ziqing were Su Mixue and Pei Sicheng. There was only one seat between Pei Sicheng and Lu Jueyun.

This seating order is really...hard to describe.

Meng Changxin had no choice but to pretend not to notice anything and sat next to Lu Jueyun, "Second Young Master, I'm in a bad mood."

Lu Jueyun raised his eyelids and glanced at Meng Changxin, "Not bad, how is your neck?"

Meng Changxin subconsciously touched the back of his neck.

Recently, everyone would ask her this when they see her. The frequency of this sentence is almost the same as "Have you eaten?" Habits have become natural, and she has calmed down, "Thank you for your concern, Second Young Master, I'm fine now."

She pulled her chair slightly towards Lu Jueyun, lowered her voice and said, "Second Young Master, what do you think of Mr. Pei?"

Lu Jueyun paused his hands slightly and raised his eyes to glance at Pei Sicheng casually.

At the same time, Pei Sicheng happened to look this way.

The only two men at the table finally made formal eye contact after sitting down.

The four eyes are facing each other, and they are separated at the first touch.

Pei Sicheng remained calm and nodded in greeting.

Then he continued chatting with Su Mixue and He Ziqing, with Liu Qingqing chiming in from time to time.

A dining table, bounded by him and Meng Changxin, was another world, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

People named Pei have good communication skills.

There was a hint of interest in Lu Jueyun's dark pupils, and the smile on his lips became deeper.

Meng Changxin could see clearly from the side, and his heart suddenly became anxious.

"Second Young Master, do you think Michelle and Mr. Pei are a good match?" Meng Changxin asked tentatively.

Lu Jueyun raised his eyelids, turned his bright black eyes sideways, and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Sister Xin, what is the relationship between us? If you have anything to say, just say it directly, don't beat around the bush with me."

I also want to speak frankly, but your mood swings are a bit big now, and I'm afraid of setting off a firecracker.

Meng Changxin sneered and finally plucked up the courage, "I think you still like Michelle. If you like her, be brave enough to pursue her. You still have a chance while Michelle is not married yet. If she gets married, you won't have time to regret it."

Lu Jueyun lowered his head slightly, his handsome face hidden in the light and shadow.

He played with the cup in his hand, his bony fingers almost as white as snow porcelain. The pale golden tea gently collided against the wall of the cup and returned to the cup.

Meng Changxin's mood was like this cup of tea, fluctuating.

After dozens of seconds of silence, Lu Jueyun said: "I like her? Sister Xin, are you kidding me? Su Mixue and I don't get along, but she is gentle for three minutes and a complete tigress. Wait until they get married. Afterwards, the person named Pei will definitely regret it."

Meng Changxin looked at Lu Jueyun helplessly. It was so tiring to be a sober bystander. She really wanted to find a stick to wake up this self-deceiving guy.

But this is her boss after all, so she has to calm down, "Second Young Master, the law of true fragrance is popular these days, be careful of getting slapped in the face."

Lu Jueyun slapped the porcelain cup on the table, "Don't worry, I never do stupid things like slap myself in the mouth."

There was a bit of movement here, and everyone looked over in unison.

Meng Changxin quickly picked up the cup at hand and drank water.

Lu Jueyun acted as if nothing was wrong, not even bothering to raise his eyelids.

He Ziqing didn't know why, and Liu Qingqing's eyes subconsciously looked at Su Mixue.

Sumixue frowned slightly.

Pei Sicheng took a piece of fish for Su Mixue and said, "Eat more, you have lost weight recently. If you are too tired from the company's work, you can take it off first."

Pei Sicheng's voice was not loud, but there was only Meng Changxin between Lu Jueyun and him. Thanks to his sensitive ears, he could hear every word clearly.

"When are you two planning to get married? If you have time, I will carefully select wedding gifts."

Pei Sicheng put down his chopsticks, raised his head and looked directly into Lu Jueyun's eyes, "The wedding date has not been decided yet, at least until Michelle is busy."

"I thought Mr. Pei couldn't wait to marry Miss Su."

Pei Sicheng smiled peacefully, "I respect Michelle's wishes. I will get married whenever she wants."

Sumixue glanced at it lightly, not understanding why the topic was brought to her again. She gently pulled Pei Sicheng's arm and whispered something in his ear.

Pei Sicheng picked up the wine glass and said, "Second Young Master, I hope you find the one you love as soon as possible."

Lu Jueyun watched Su Mi Xue whispering to Pei Sicheng, and his head was buzzing as if it was going to explode. I want to reach out and pull Pei Sicheng away.

He asked Su Mi Xue with his eyes. Su Mi Xue had a calm expression, nodded slightly to him, and raised his glass, "Sicheng and I toast you together. I hope that the second young master will get what he wishes for soon."