The CEO's Substitute Wife Is A Genius-Chapter 361: The Impostor?

"You are chow?" the Prince laughed, shaking his head, "Lu Xingzhou, your worth is in the hundreds of billions; there is no need to impersonate a warrior, is there? Doesn’t it demean you?"

Chow is indeed formidable, renowned far and wide, especially in the Middle East, akin to a god of war.

Yet, despite being revered as a god, he is but a mere soldier after all.

In the Prince’s eyes, his own noble status reigns supreme.

Be it Lu Xingzhou or chow, he would absolutely crush them.

"Brother-in-law, are you chow? You must be joking, right?" Wu Yingfan’s eyes widened, and then he pouted.

He had thought his brother-in-law had some killer method to crush the rivalry, but this?

Impersonating Sister Jiang’s idol?

If the idol shows up, wouldn’t that leave his brother-in-law completely embarrassed, without a shred of dignity?

The Prince’s thoughts were identical to Wu Yingfan’s.

He believed Lu Xingzhou claimed to be chow because Jiang Man’s date tonight was with chow.

Thinking of scaring him into backing down? No chance!

"If Lu is truly chow, then I will leave respectfully, if not, then please, Lu, roll as far away as you can!"

The Prince was very rude.

Jiang Man raised her eyebrows, a sideways glance towards Lu Xingzhou.

She checked her wristwatch, her brow furrowing.

The appointed time had passed, and chow had not arrived.

Was he merely late, or had he stood her up?

Or could it be...

Her speculative gaze fell upon the distinguished Lu Xingzhou.

Tall and statuesque, with chiseled features and a noble grace in every gesture.

He didn’t seem someone who had endured the rough and tumble of the battlefield.

"Lu Xingzhou? Pay him no heed," Jiang Man mused for a moment, then spoke indifferently.

Saying so, she took his hand, "Let’s sit over there in the booth."

As they started towards a quiet corner.

Just then, a troop of guards burst into the bar, quickly herding away the patrons, causing chaos.

The Prince was pleased, believing the guards had come for him.

He puffed out his chest, commanding, "That lady is my honored guest tonight, everyone else, please be asked to leave!"

He deliberately stressed the word ’please,’ his gaze sharp as it fixed upon Lu Xingzhou.

So what if Lu Xingzhou and Jiang Man were married?

They kept it a secret in their own country.

That spoke volumes of the indignity Jiang Man must have suffered.

But he was different.

Once Jiang Man married him, he would announce it to the world, giving her the grandest wedding!

The Prince and the Divine Doctor—a tale of love straight out of a fairy tale.

"Your Highness, please pardon us, we cannot remove these guests, especially Mr. Lu,"

The Guard Commander spoke deferentially.

The Prince’s face turned ashen, "What? Are you defying me?"

"Subordinate wouldn’t dare," the Guard Commander bowed deeply, maintaining the due respect, "Subordinate is here by order of the King, to invite Mr. Lu and Mrs. Lu to the palace."

"The King commands, and you, Prince, are to accompany them."

The Prince’s face was a mix of pale and purple patches.

He, a Prince of the realm, reduced to escorting guests?

Lu Xingzhou was nothing but a merchant, what right did he have?

If the King sends for an invitation, surely Jiang Man must give face.

But meeting chow was an opportunity she had waited years for.

She lifted her wrist to check the time again; it had been ten minutes past the agreed time.

"Mr. Lu, Mrs. Lu, please,"

The Guard Commander invited them with due respect.

Lu Xingzhou glanced at Jiang Man, noticing an urgent look on her face for the first time.

She had always been unruffled in the face of problems, calm in the face of changes.

For a moment, he even felt jealous of himself.

He reached out an arm and pulled her into his embrace.

Lu Xingzhou’s voice was low and magnetic, "Let’s go, to the palace first."

"Miss, rest assured, we will keep waiting here, and if chow arrives, we will explain the reason to him."

Jiang Man nodded.

At this point, there was no other option.

Half an hour later, the long line of cars weaved through the bustling streets and arrived at the palace.

Those who entered the palace were required to wear formal attire.

But Jiang Man was the sole exception.

This time, the King had arranged to receive them on an open-air terrace.

From the terrace, one could see the bustling Hafa Tower, aglow with bright lights, a landmark of the Bay Country.

The Prince was reluctant, and after paying his respects to the King, he sat down ’obediently’ beside them, silent as Jiang Man had seen him that morning.

Jiang Man let out a snort of derision, realizing that she too could be blindsided sometimes.

The Prince was nothing but an actor, and a remarkably skilled one at that.

In front of the King, he was nothing but agreeable, but in front of others, he strutted about, parading his princely arrogance.

Jiang Man didn’t expose him, simply taking a seat and playing the observer.

It was likely the King of the Bay Country had invited the two to discuss business with Lu Xingzhou.

The Lu Corporation was among the global top ten companies, and wherever Lu Xingzhou went, heads of state greeted him warmly.

Only a naive one like the Prince would think Lu Xingzhou was merely a businessman.

His kind of businessman could control the economic lifelines of many countries, his capability not to be underestimated.

As expected, the King of the Bay Country made some small talk, suggesting they, as a couple, enjoy themselves in the Bay Country for a few days.

He even feigned surprise, saying he hadn’t expected them to be a married couple.

Jiang Man sipped her chilled juice, her mind elsewhere.

Her phone lay on the table, awaiting a message from Vermilion Bird.

Once, she had been the one pampered by the spotlight, pursued by thousands.

Now, having become a fan herself, she understood the hardships of being one.

Getting to see one’s idol was truly challenging.

"This is a token of our sincerity from the Bay Country, inviting Mrs. Lu to take up our nationality."

Sincerity was written on a stack of documents. Clearly, business negotiations were about to commence.

But the main subject of these negotiations was not Lu Xingzhou; it was Jiang Man.

The Bay Country wanted a long-term cooperation with the Lu Corporation, and they had chosen a method that would, they hoped, be a one-stop solution.

Jiang Man outright laughed, "I’ve been an overseas Chinese for nearly 20 years; if I had wanted to change my nationality, I would have done so long ago. King, your wishful thinking is misplaced."

Her stance was firm, even arrogant.

Seeing this, the Prince quickly interjected to smooth things over for his father, "Man, joining the Bay Country isn’t a bad thing; we can offer you a wealth that you would never obtain in Country Z, tenfold, even a hundredfold."

"Sorry, I’m not interested."

"You..."

Jiang Man was getting a bit annoyed.

Her trip to the Bay Country was solely to retrieve the lost goods of the Lu Corporation; she had no interest in dealing with the other trivial matters.

"It’s almost New Year’s; after you finish up here, Xingzhou, we should head back home earlier."

"Of course," Lu Xingzhou said with an indulgent smile, taking Jiang Man’s hand, "Your Majesty, you’ve heard my wife’s opinion, and she disagrees. It’s getting late, and my wife and I should be returning to rest."

With that, he stood up, holding Jiang Man’s hand as they left.

The King of the Bay Country was left feeling slighted, yet his demeanor seemed quite stable.

However, the normally compliant Prince couldn’t sit still any longer, "Father, this couple is too arrogant; we must show them we mean business!"

"Show them? Are you out of your mind? Do you have any idea how powerful this couple truly is?"