Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!-Chapter 334: The distance between two worlds: 250

Lu Jincheng had arrived early.

But at the foot of Ronnie’s building, he ran into an acquaintance.

"Old Lu..."

Qiang Zhihao waved to him from the steps, his voice a bit hoarse and dreary.

"Qiangzi, what are you doing sitting here looking silly?"

Lu Jincheng stopped in his tracks and turned around with a smile: "It’s the company’s Christmas event tonight."

"You waiting for Jiang Yu?"

"Yeah."

Qiang Zhihao nodded, his head drooping despondently.

"How long are you planning to wait?"

Lu Jincheng glanced at the time, then added as if he remembered something.

"Don’t worry, I’m the only man up there. Maybe after I hand out the Christmas gifts, I’ll just give her the rest of the night off."

He lifted the bag in his hand as he spoke.

"No need, no need!"

Qiang Zhihao hurriedly gestured with his hands.

"At least two hours. Don’t wait for her, she’s of no use being up there anyway. I’ll give her the night off, it’s okay."

"Get your ass up there already, I’m not waiting for her!"

Qiang Zhihao suddenly felt dizzy and pushed Lu Jincheng away, staggering off into the distance.

"I just want to sit here and catch some breeze, dammit!"

He didn’t quite understand why he couldn’t control his emotions and lashed out at his roommate.

But that line "she’s of no use being up there anyway" struck him like a thunderclap in the chaos,

snapping him out of the daze and manipulation he’d been in all day.

He suddenly understood.

He realized where his real anger and frustration came from.

He’d seldom faced setbacks from childhood to adulthood, living the affluent life he was accustomed to.

Coming from a wealthy family, he always had whatever he wanted.

The candies he liked, toys, seats, or even the privilege to sit with the pretty girls in middle school—all he needed to do was ask, and his family would instantly satisfy his wishes with money or connections.

But it seemed that once he got to college, the game had changed.

His classmates didn’t gravitate around him just because he had some cash, and the beautiful senior he liked ordered him around.

He wasn’t satisfied.

He too longed for beautiful things, things even more beautiful.

Like Lu Jincheng.

Becoming very popular, having deep connections, dating universally acknowledged beauties...

Those stunningly beautiful ones like Zhong Ruixi, or Mou Keyan who was so sexy it took his breath away.

Clearly, both of them had some indistinct relationship with his roommate.

When he first entered the private room, he was struck with awe at the sight of the slender and voluptuous beauties.

Ronnie seemed like a corner of the curtain pulled back by an angel letting him peer into a gorgeous world beyond.

How could there be so many beauties?

Seductive and tall, gentle and sweet, languidly charming, curvy in all the right places...

All of these splendors were laid out before his eyes.

Which made Jiang Yu, who amused herself to his dizziness in the room, appear utterly ordinary in comparison.

Every aspect of her was just that—ordinary.

However, a minute later, Jiang Yu stuffed the Christmas gift back into his arms and resolutely pushed him out of the room.

He reached out as if he could touch the edge of the door, but the response he got was the chilling touch of reality.

Standing downstairs, lighting a cigarette, when the evening breeze blew, Qiang Zhihao finally came to terms with the reality.

He didn’t belong to that world upstairs.

Just the row of Spades A champagne on the table would cost up to a five-figure sum tonight.

Perhaps he could grit his teeth and spend all his savings on the same drinks, but the smiling girls were never meant to be his.

Those bright lights, those splendid things—they weren’t meant for him.

He could glimpse them, but never possess them.

As he brushed past, he didn’t know where he would end up.

And today, a few thoughtless remarks from the latecomer Lu Jincheng stirred up anger and agitation in him.

"Jiang Yu is no use up there."

Mr. Lu had said this casually, and with good intentions, yet it was as if he was grinding Qiang Zhihao’s face into the ground.

Why would she be of no use up there?

Jiang Yu was the girl he treasured like a rare jewel; in what way was she inferior to anyone else?

But these were just self-deceptive thoughts. When it really came down to it, Qiang Zhihao had no confidence at all.

From the minute he walked into the room, what he actually couldn’t face was the inferiority complex sprouting from deep within for the first time.

Yes, that’s right.

Even the progeny of the wealthy could feel inferior under Mr. Lu’s blow.

Like the dress of the girl at the door, revealing shoulders and back, scant in fabric yet so sensuous and sexy, but just one look at the material made it clear it was extremely expensive.

Then there was the demeanor of the girl on the rattan chair, lazy in her brows and eyes, but her smile concealed a degree of elegance.

The makeup of the girl closest to him was meticulously exquisite, even the scent of the perfume on her was so enchanting, a fragrance he had never encountered.

So many girls gathered together seemed to magnify all his senses.

Any one of them could be the belle of the department or even the campus beauty, dressed in sexy and fiery outfits, waiting for Lu Jincheng’s arrival, the mere thought of which was enough to make one’s heart palpitate.

What would they be like in front of their roommate?

Gentle and caring, or soft and obedient?

As the boss, would the roommate have some kind of special privilege, or something like an unspoken rule?

Was his behavior in the private room just now strange?

He couldn’t even get out a complete sentence; his hairstyle must have seemed so dull in their eyes.

His clumsy, foolish, awkward reactions, they must have been snickering to themselves.

Two hours...

Qiang Zhihao swallowed again, looking up at the starry sky, unable to resist the start of his imagination.

In these two hours, would Lu Jincheng be surrounded by them, taking turns toasting?

Perhaps.

Would Lu Jincheng shamelessly admire the smooth skin beneath their skirts?

Perhaps.

Would Lu Jincheng play some intimate drinking games with them?

Perhaps.

What about after the two hours?

Qiang Zhihao’s limited imagination could only go so far.

Today’s fleeting glimpse was nothing more than an angel from who knows where, with magic at her fingertips, pulling back the curtain for him just a sliver.

Allowing him to see the breathtaking world beyond the window.

But this world was never meant for him.

Oh God, why reveal to me beauty that I cannot possess.

Once again, a chilly breeze swept by, and Qiang Zhihao’s eyes suddenly reddened.

"Fuck!"

He sniffed, the cold air rushing into his nostrils, pacing back and forth.

His BMW was stopped at the entrance by security, told that there were no parking spots left and he had to park far away.

But...

How come no one stopped Lu Jincheng, who just drove straight in?

That’s right, he was in a brand-new Range Rover that Qiang Zhihao had never seen before.

It was strange to think that a car worth over a million didn’t cause any ripples in Qiang Zhihao’s heart.

He had grown so accustomed to it that he was numb.

The man celebrated by stars in another world ought to have this kind of power.

Qiang Zhihao lifted his chin, looking up at the colorful Ronnie building, patting the silent Santa Claus beside him, lonely exhaling clouds of white breath.

The noise and music kept flooding into his ears, as if the whole world was a scene of happiness and joy.

Perhaps tired of looking, he rubbed his eyes, lowered his head, and sat back down on the edge of the steps.

Click!

A cigarette was tremblingly lit.

The man took a deep drag, his shoulders shaking, the whole person huddling tightly together.

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