CHAPTER 235: CHAPTER 237: LU SHIFENG’S GIFT

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Su Xingyu, full of concerns, went downstairs back to the office area of the photography center.

Zhuang Heng was nowhere to be seen, but Anna grabbed her, whispering, "Xingyu, you should quickly check the company-wide email."

"The company-wide email? What’s the matter?" Su Xingyu also whispered in response.

Anna glanced at the empty spot where Zhuang Heng had been sitting and said to her, "Because of you, Miss Zhuang made quite a fool of herself this time. She was just saying Mr. Lu dislikes you, which was why you only received the Gold Star, and then suddenly, HR sent an email to the whole company — commending your achievements and specifically stressing that the reason you were only given the Gold Star Medal and not the Purple Star was because you saved Mr. Lu. All those who previously got the Gold Star Medal had made outstanding contributions to Feng Ren, and Mr. Lu didn’t want his life to overshadow these contributions."

Su Xingyu was stunned; she hadn’t expected there to be such an explanation.

Alright, she underestimated Lu Shifeng, always thought he was stubborn with not enough emotional intelligence, but in things outside of love, he was quite shrewd.

No wonder he can control such a big group as Feng Ren; it’s not just about having good fortune from birth.

Anna whispered to her again, "Miss Zhuang left with her bag after reading the email. I think you’ve really offended her this time."

Su Xingyu smiled, "She has only herself to blame for that."

"After all, she is a Lady of a wealthy family, and the future CEO’s wife..." Anna, like Fang Luohua, advised Su Xingyu, "You have to think of a way to reconcile with her, right?"

Su Xingyu shook her head to thank Anna for her concern, noticing that a few more people’s eyes fell on her, some curious and probing, some admiring, some disdainful and scornful, and some sympathetic and worried...

She didn’t want to be the center of attention anymore, so she packed up her things and hurriedly left.

Returning home, she found Lu Shifeng sitting on the sofa in the living room, seriously studying the Hanyu’s research materials from yesterday.

It was rare for him to be home so early today, but she felt a fire burning in her heart, couldn’t help but softly yell at him, "Lu Shifeng! You’re still not fully healed; shouldn’t you be back in the hospital?"

"My injuries are not serious anymore." He said, putting down the research materials in his hand.

However, the person in front of her seemed nothing like the energetic one she saw on the awards platform in the morning, he appeared somewhat fatigued.

Su Xingyu felt both worried and angry, yet could do nothing about him, so she called out, "Mrs. Gui!"

Mrs. Gui hurried over, wiping her hands on her apron, head down asking, "Young madam, do you have any instructions?"

"Go find the family doctor." Since she couldn’t direct him, she could direct the household servants, "Tell him the young master has been discharged early, and ask him to come over to check the young master’s injuries!"

"Alright." Mrs. Gui responded and left.

Lu Shifeng shifted his sitting posture on the sofa, long legs crossed, despite seemingly looking up at her from below, she felt like she was the one being scrutinized.

"You’re playing the role of a young madam more and more." He said, "Come here."

"No, I’m not." She refused, couldn’t even think how to scold him; she truly didn’t know if she had married a husband or adopted a son, why can’t she stop worrying?

"You really deserve to be awarded a Purple Star Medal," she complained grumpily, "The care I give you is Feng Ren’s biggest contribution!"

His well-shaped thin lips curved into a smile, "Still upset about not receiving the Purple Star?"

She glared at him, "I just want to stand out against Zhuang Heng."

"You’ve angered Zhuang Heng to the point of driving her away." Mr. Yang was quite concerned with what happened at the photography center today, fearing offending Xie Jian’s recommendation, Su Xingyu, while simultaneously afraid of offending Zhuang Heng. Caught between two, Mr. Yang was reluctant to personally mediate their conflict but reported the incident fearfully to Lu Shifeng at once after Zhuang Heng stormed out.

Su Xingyu initially wanted to ask how he knew this?

Then, she thought, isn’t it easy for him to know what happens at Feng Ren?

Yet she was still upset, "What good is making her run away? It’d be better if she never appeared at Feng Ren again."

"I’ve said, when you become the chief photographer, you can propose this condition to me." He replied calmly.

"Whether I would agree or not is another matter, isn’t that right?" She looked as if she saw through everything, losing all hope. When he gave her this promise last time at Hanyu, she didn’t think this complex, but later discussing the group chat with Ling Weilong and Ouyang Yi, the two men laughed hysterically rolling on the ground at her naivety, asking her how could she be deceived so easily?

Recalling this made Su Xingyu even more depressed.

Lu Shifeng gracefully stood up from the sofa, saying to her, "Follow me."

"I refuse!" She was still sulking.

"I have something nice to gift you." He said.

Su Xingyu this time simply turned her head to the side, "I just don’t! Don’t want!"

Lu Shifeng gently raised an eyebrow, "Truly don’t want? Then I’ll go destroy it."

Saying that, he made a motion to turn around.

"Hey, wait!" Su Xingyu hurried, running a few steps to catch up with him, "I’ve changed my mind!" How could this person be so petty, threatening to destroy a gift at any disagreement? She, she hadn’t even decided whether she wanted it yet!

No matter what, she should at least take a look first...

With such a thought in mind, Su Xingyu followed Lu Shifeng through the villa’s corridor, walking towards the backyard.

The backyard was quiet, with a cluster of secondary buildings connected to the main building by long, winding pathways.

Su Xingyu recognized it, "Isn’t this the warehouse where you pile metal parts? You put the gift here?"

Could it be a pile of rubble?

Lu Shifeng pushed open the door, "Come in."

From the dim crack of the door, she couldn’t see what was inside, it was pitch black.

Could Lu Shifeng be thinking of killing her?

"What, scared?" Lu Shifeng saw her hesitating at the entrance, speaking blandly.

"I, I’m not scared at all." She was obviously afraid, yet pretended to be unperturbed, raising her head with arrogance as she walked into the room.

Lu Shifeng entered behind her, closing the door, as darkness enveloped from all directions like in a fairy tale castle of an ogre.

She trembled, feeling Lu Shifeng grabbing her hand, his dry, strong palm calming her fast-paced heart.

"What exactly are you giving me?" She asked.

Lu Shifeng said nothing, turning on the lights.

Instantly, the shimmering light illuminated the whole world, and Su Xingyu watched the display racks full of various cameras, lenses, light panels, tripods... in awe.

From main materials to auxiliary equipment of various kinds, a dazzling array.

The space spread over two floors with a high ceiling, cluttered with over two hundred square meters, as if a greedy dragon had collected all the treasures of the world.

"Here are all models of Feng Ren’s equipment," Lu Shifeng’s voice rose in the air, "Gifting it to you."