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Her hair was dyed chestnut, and because she just took a shower, it was a bit damp and lazily draped over her shoulders. Beside her, a Hermes handbag didn’t need much organizing; an understated and noble aura of a wealthy second generation was evident.

Cheng Tingting’s appearance actually resembles Jian Anning somewhat. Especially when Jian Anning wears enchanting makeup and dresses in provocative and seductive clothes.

She is different from Jiang Xuanqi’s petty demeanor; at a glance, she can be seen as someone from a wealthy background, exuding confidence.

Having not seen her for years, even though he dislikes her intensely, Lu Jiayuan can feel that this woman has indeed matured in features considerably, like a flamboyant and audacious poppy flower, extremely captivating!

To be fair, Cheng Tingting’s aura is rather popular. At least when you first see her, you can only think—this is a pretty wealthy second generation!

If he didn’t know that she’s arrogant and ruthless, perhaps Lu Jiayuan would be momentarily dazzled when he first sees her.

But now, looking at her, he only feels a sense of disgust.

While Lu Jiayuan was looking at Cheng Tingting, Cheng Tingting was looking at him too. Despite the years, the formerly somewhat immature and reserved Lu Jiayuan had completely matured into a graceful man. He was dressed in beige casual wear, a red, white, and blue checkered scarf, and a gray beret.

Due to his involvement in the entertainment industry, he paid great attention to his appearance. His clothes matched perfectly, coupled with his gentle and breezy aura, presenting as a refined gentleman.

One standing, one sitting. Standing was Lu Jiayuan, his expression stern, while Cheng Tingting, sitting, had a playful and pretty gaze. Neither spoke, just gazing at each other.

Cheng Tingting looked him up and down a few times, finally laughed and shook the red wine glass in her hand: "Jason, it’s been years, you have changed quite a bit!"

As she spoke, she even blinked her beautiful eyes at him: "Gotten handsome!"

Lu Jiayuan maintained a solemn expression: "You called me here just to say this?"

He turned away, thinking he might have overthought.

Even if Jian Anning was here, so what? He couldn’t believe Cheng Tingting would really come here because she was here!

He knew Cheng Tingting too well; no one was more important than herself. She did things as she pleased, even if she disliked Jian Anning, she wouldn’t go out of her way to bother her.

He might have been overthinking, suspecting Cheng Tingting would be unfavorable to Jian Anning this time.

Honestly, if he wasn’t worried about Jian Anning’s affairs, he wouldn’t have come to this meeting!

Seeing him about to leave, behind him, Cheng Tingting laughed: "What, leaving after just one meeting? Hmm? I remember, you used to be very enthusiastic towards me!"

"Cheng Tingting!" One sentence made the formerly gentle Lu Jiayuan turn around, glaring at her angrily: "Did you really forget? What did you say and do when breaking up, do I need to recount it for you?"

Seeing him turn around and glaring at her fiercely, Cheng Tingting instead laughed.