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At the end of summer, Azure Waterside in Washing City was bustling with people, adorned with colorful flags fluttering in the breeze.
The entrance was filled with wealthy individuals, either arriving in luxury cars or draped in gold and silver. Even the adorable dogs being walked around were dressed in pet outfits that could cover a typical family's living expenses for a month.
The affluent were naturally well-traveled and knowledgeable, yet even they couldn't help but linger and gawk at the spectacular scene at Azure Waterside. It wasn't difficult to show off wealth, but to flaunt it to such an extent was another matter entirely. All luxury vehicles were unable to pass through the entrance, leaving many confused and arguing with the community staff. After all, they had paid hefty property fees and felt justified in their complaints, even looking down on the staff.
In the past, when faced with such situations, the staff would feel as if they had run into a lifetime of bad luck, eager to escape without getting involved or to appease the wealthy with smiles. However, today was different; every homeowner causing a ruckus immediately quieted down upon hearing that someone important had business to attend to, leaving in a huff.
Watching the once arrogant tycoons retreat like frostbitten eggplants, the previously looked-down-upon staff felt a rush of satisfaction. Years of pent-up resentment melted away in an instant, invigorating their spirits.
Yet amidst their excitement and pride, they couldn't help but marvel at how there truly were people beyond their comprehension—individuals capable of making these haughty elites comply without a word of protest or even a grumble. Who could this person be?
Jufeng! The staff murmured his name, finding it pleasing to the ear.
At that moment, Jufeng stood at the entrance of Azure Waterside, a place he had frequently passed while delivering packages. Now he found himself in a position where he had to be respectful here—a true testament to how time changes everything.
Beside him was Xue Yigan's crew, and on the other side stood a beautiful woman—not Ikeda Masahiro, who had been following Romain recently, but Liu Hengying, Second Sister, who had returned to Earth with Romain. Since her return, she had been busy with her graduation thesis on the development of Zongheng Express. After nearly three months of hard work, she had achieved remarkable results.
Soon she would take up her new position as General Manager of Zongheng Express under Romain's employment, overseeing thirty percent of the business—a transformation that made her one of Huaguo's new business elites.
However, only a small part of her success was due to Jufeng; Liu Hengying herself was exceptionally talented. She graduated top of her class from Financial University and earned two highly regarded business degrees abroad. She was already a hot commodity; Romain simply benefited from being close by.
Standing alongside Romain was a distinguished-looking middle-aged man exuding a relaxed demeanor. Behind him stood a bodyguard. Romain had encountered this man during his time at Canglang One Floating Life.
This man was none other than Lu Qijia's father— Jufeng's future father-in-law.
"Wind, this time Jia'er is carrying your precious child. You must treat her well. If she suffers even a little, don't blame me, the father, for being biased."
Uncle Lu, as before, had navigated the business world for so long that he was now adept and at ease, having lost any ambition and instead finding contentment.
Hearing Uncle Lu's words, Jufeng nodded seriously in agreement. Without needing anyone else to tell him, he would naturally treat Jia'er well.
Seeing Jufeng agree, Uncle Lu smiled lightly. He genuinely liked Jufeng; it was a blessing for his daughter to have such discerning taste.
Before long, a car slowly approached from a distance. It wasn't high-end, but the interior was decorated and arranged in an extremely luxurious and comfortable manner. The driver was Wang Yuan, the personal chauffeur of the hurricane leader.
Wang Yuan drove the car up and smoothly parked it. After getting out, he hurriedly opened the door for the important figure in the back seat.
At this moment, the crowd had reached its peak. Except for the street protected by the hurricane's people, everywhere else was filled with onlookers of various identities and attire, each with different expressions.
However, their actions were surprisingly uniform; they all craned their necks to see who was inside the car that could cause such a commotion as if a Head of State had arrived.
The car door opened, and the first to emerge was a girl wearing a floral dress. She was exceptionally beautiful, exuding an air of grace and dignity. Despite her light clothing, she carried an undeniable aura of royalty.
Following closely behind her was a slightly older woman with an elegant demeanor, dressed in a professional-style suit. Though referred to as a young woman due to her age nearing thirty, she was full of allure. What caught everyone's attention was her skin as white as jade and her exotic features.
Upon seeing the two women get out of the car, the crowd couldn't help but nod in approval—each of these women would be the center of attention wherever they stood. Now, standing together with their arms linked in a close embrace, they were even more eye-catching and charming.
Among the onlookers were many men who felt uncomfortable in the heat; their noses seemed to be affected by it. There were also many young women who found today's sunlight particularly blinding, casting shy glances toward the center. Many couples stood nearby; boyfriends looked at their girlfriends with sighs of admiration while girlfriends subtly placed their hands beside their boyfriends and slowly tightened their grip.
Wang Yuan completed the task, got back in the car, and slowly drove away.
The two girls walked toward the crowd waiting to greet them.
Uncle Lu stepped forward, and Lu Qijia eagerly rushed into Uncle Lu's arms.
Uncle Lu looked at his daughter with a doting expression and pretended to scold her, saying, "You're almost a mother now; you should really be more mindful of your appearance."
Though the words sounded like a reprimand, they were filled with affection.
Claudia slowly approached Jufeng, appearing very intellectual, while inside she was overwhelmed with joy.
Jufeng opened his arms, and Claudia gently embraced him.
Uncle Lu also separated from Lu Qijia and watched his future son-in-law hold another girl without a trace of resentment.
This was what Lu Qijia had accepted and chosen; as a father, he would respect his daughter's decisions.
After parting from Claudia, Jufeng stepped aside to make room for Lu Qijia, his eyes filled with happiness as he looked at her.
Lu Qijia walked up to Jufeng, her eyes glistening with tears.
Jufeng slowly opened his arms and embraced the first woman he loved most dearly.
Gently and deeply.
Leaning on Jufeng's shoulder, Lu Qijia could no longer hold back the tears, which slowly began to fall.
"Wind, we have a child now."
Jufeng felt the dampness on his shoulder, a tide of emotions surging within him.
He gently stroked Lu Qijia's hair with his cheek, brushing against the earlobe that peeked through the strands.
He said, "Jia'er, you have worked hard!"
(To be continued)
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