Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

In the lobby, Lu Zhuoxi, wearing a veil on his head, a dark robe with gold thread, and black boots embroidered with gold, was staring intently at a large wooden sign hanging high on the white wall.

Although he was extremely busy with government affairs today, he still took the time to come to Zuixianlou just to see the beautiful woman.

"Your Highness, you still have to go to Wan'an Tower to have lunch with the Right Prime Minister at two o'clock in the afternoon." Seeing that the time was almost up, Song Siyuan hurriedly reminded.

"Just a little while." Lu Zhuoxi frowned slightly, a hint of impatience and helplessness in his tone. Ever since he met Ruan Chuyin, he had unknowingly fallen for her. Whenever he had a moment, her voice and face would pop into his mind, as if possessed by a demon, and he couldn't rest until he saw her in person.

Unfortunately, man disposes, fate disposes. He did not wait for the beautiful girl, but waited for the owner of Zuixianlou - a man so handsome that people could not take their eyes off him.

Lu Zhuoxi was surprised by Xiang Yunchi's expression.

She was wearing a bright red robe, her complexion was as white as jade and her face was as bright as the morning light. Her ink-black hair was slightly curled and hung naturally on her shoulders without any bun, yet it did not look messy at all.

Beneath a pair of sword-like eyebrows were a pair of dazzling peach blossom eyes, watery and full of affection, yet with a hint of subtle evil. He smiled and bowed to him, introducing himself, "My two distinguished guests, I am Xiang Chongguang, the owner of Zuixianlou. I am sorry for not welcoming you in person. I hope you will forgive me. Since Xiyun Pavilion is free today, why don't I take you upstairs?" Xiang Yunchi smiled politely, staring at Song Siyuan out of the corner of his eye, as if he had seen this person somewhere before.

"Don't be polite, Mr. Xiang. I am not here to have dinner today. I have come to see Miss Ruan." Time was pressing, so Lu Zhuoxi got straight to the point and stated his purpose.

"I wonder what Mr. Lu wants to see my fiancée?" Xiang Yunchi suddenly became angry.

Ming Qi was right. This man was here to steal his wife. He hid his face behind a veil, not daring to reveal his true features. He looked sinister and cunning. Hatsune had always been innocent, and staying with him for even a second was dangerous.

What actually irritated him was Lu Zhuoxi's extraordinary demeanor. That awe-inspiring aura that emanated from within wasn't achieved overnight; it was a force that couldn't be ignored.

Based on Xiang Yunchi's many years of experience in the underworld, he concluded that this person was either rich or noble.

"Unmarried mother?" Lu Zhuoxi was silent for three breaths and then asked in a stern tone.

"But yesterday Miss Ruan told me that she had no husband, no maid, no engagement and no lover." His eyes were fixed on the red-robed man in front of him, and a great anger surged in his heart.

"It was just decided last night. Mr. Lu, you have been confirming your marriage with Hatsune with me. What's your intention?" Xiang Yunchi chuckled, suppressed the anger in his heart, and declared his sovereignty in the most peaceful tone.

"Really? Then—how about Miss Ruan confirm it herself?"

Under Xiang Yunchi's puzzled gaze, Lu Zhuoxi had already walked past him and towards the beauty walking towards the front.

"Mr. Lu, you're in luck. A basket of conchs just arrived in the building today." When Ruan Chuyin heard that the VIP had arrived, she hurried over to recommend this batch of newly arrived seafood.

Snail meat isn't often seen on Dayong's tables, due to its tough texture and fishy flavor, which many people dislike. But she knows how to prepare it! Whether this gift from the ocean is blanched, grilled, with scallion oil, baked with salt, stir-fried, with garlic sauce, or served cold, as long as the seasoning is right, it's always delicious.

"Miss Ruan, Mr. Song and I have something else to do later, so we won't dine here. But we will come to support you in the evening, and then we will definitely try the conch you mentioned." Lu Zhuoxi greeted her kindly, brewing what he was going to say next.

Ruan Chuyin was a little surprised. Why did they come to Zuixianlou now?

"Miss Ruan, I heard that Mr. Xiang is your fiancé? I wonder when you two will get married? I'd like to prepare some generous gifts and ask for a glass of wedding wine." Lu Zhuoxi's eyes swept towards Xiang Yunchi, and when she saw that his face was tense and his eyes were gleaming, she felt much happier.

Ruan Chuyin looked bewildered. She glanced at Xiang Yunchi, not understanding what was going on, and said, "Could this possibly be..."

Before she could finish the word "misunderstanding", Xiang Yunchi suddenly fell into her arms, frightening Ruan Chuyin so much that she quickly caught him and hugged his slender waist tightly.

"Hatsune, my chest hurts again. Can you apply some medicine to me later?" Xiang Yunchi held her right hand tightly, leaned his head on the pair of white jade balls without any hesitation, and asked weakly.

"Hold on, I'll take you to get some medicine." Ruan Chuyin's attention was completely focused on his pale, lifeless face, temporarily ignoring the pressure on her chest and the arm that was wrapped around her waist. Without much effort, she helped Xiang Yunchi up. A doubt flashed through her mind, but she didn't have time to think about it. Just as she was about to turn around, she suddenly remembered that she had two distinguished guests with her. She said apologetically, "My boss is not feeling well, so I have to stay with you for a while. How about... why don't we talk tonight?"

The air froze for three breaths.

Lu Zhuoxi resisted the urge to throw a punch, and a bloodthirsty smile curled up at the corner of her lips. "Miss Ruan, your boss collapsed as soon as he said so. His body is really weak. You can't carry it alone, so let me do it."

Upon hearing this, Ming Qi, who was standing not far away, stepped forward and carried the Lord on his shoulders. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong and in a flash, he gave half of the burden back to Ruan Chuyin. He turned his head and said to Lu Zhuoxi with a smile, "Sir, we appreciate your kindness. I and Miss Ruan are enough here, so you don't need to worry about it. Take care."

After saying that, he and Ruan Chuyin carried the man upstairs without looking back.

Under the fence, a pair of sharp eyes shot straight at a figure on the second floor. Song Siyuan called him several times, but there was no sign of him coming back to his senses.

In the carriage, the air pressure inside was surprisingly low.

"Your Highness, Miss Ruan just called Xiang Chongguang the boss, which shows that they have not yet reached the stage of discussing marriage. It is very likely that the man is wishful thinking and self-indulgent." Song Siyuan now understood the intention of the two books. The people in Zuixianlou are really interesting.

"A tower near water catches the moon first. Flowers and trees facing the sun are most likely to bloom in spring." Lu Zhuoxi said slowly, his tone cold and hard, and the frosty color covering his face grew thicker and thicker.

"Not necessarily. One-sided wishful thinking will only lead to regrets, and self-indulgent love will eventually end. In my opinion, Your Highness still has a great chance of winning the beauty." Song Siyuan comforted him. There is no way around it if there is no clue about it!

"Really? Didn't you see the man's face clearly?" Lu Zhuoxi glanced at him coldly, the displeasure in his eyes deepened.

When Song Siyuan discovered for the first time that the prince was still lacking in confidence, he almost couldn't control his expression and laughed out loud.

"Your Highness, in terms of looks, you and Xiang Chongguang are on par. In terms of status, he's just a businessman. And in terms of wealth, he can't even compare to you. Miss Ruan is so intelligent, there's absolutely no reason for her to choose him. In my opinion, it's time for you to reveal your true identity."

Lu Zhuoxi's expression darkened a bit, a faint smile playing on the corners of her lips as she thoughtfully admired the beautiful scenery outside the carriage. "Indeed." What good would Xiang Chongguang do even if he was handsome? There was no reason for Ruan Chuyin to give up her job as the Princess of Yixiang and become the proprietress of a small restaurant.