The CEO's Substitute Wife Is A Genius-Chapter 64 - Lu Xingzhou Changes A True Henpecked
Chapter 64: Chapter 64: Lu Xingzhou Changes, A True Henpecked Husband
Chapter 64 -64: Lu Xingzhou Changes, A True Henpecked Husband
He broke out in a cold sweat.
The sweat soaked through his shirt.
Even his forehead was dotted with a fine layer of large sweat beads.
“How is it? Did you see the root of the nightmare?” Jiang Man’s gentle voice rose beside his ear.
Lu Xingzhou turned his head to look at her and realized that their hands were tightly clasped together.
“I saw it,” Lu Xingzhou panted heavily, his mood unable to calm down for a long time.
He told Jiang Man everything he saw in his dream, pouring out his feelings and relying on her.
Jiang Man nodded, “When I first heard your account, I concluded you were suffering from traumatic amnesia, which is often caused by significant physical trauma or severe emotional shock, such as car accidents, surgeries, death of relatives, etc. The onset is very sudden, and even top doctors abroad can’t cure this kind of illness. But don’t worry, as long as you cooperate with me and accept hypnotism, I’ll help you retrieve your lost memories bit by bit.”
“I’ll cooperate with you,” Lu Xingzhou’s gaze was intense, unwavering, “Although I only recall a little bit of fragments, it’s enough. I think the root of my heart disease is resolved, and I won’t have nightmares anymore.”
“Manman, thank you.”
“What are you thanking me for?” Jiang Man withdrew her hand abruptly and got up, picking up the bowl from the office desk, “This medicine only soothes the nerves and helps with sleep; it doesn’t have any substantial effect on your condition. I’ll take it away; you don’t need to drink it.”
“I’ll listen to you,” Lu Xingzhou wasn’t as high and mighty as he usually was, but was submissive like a whipped husband this time.
Whatever Jiang Man said, he would agree to.
“Oh, by the way,” Jiang Man suddenly turned around as she was about to leave, “Today I recognized my uncle, and he wants to have a meal with you and your family.”
“Your uncle?” Lu Xingzhou raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Jiang Man confirmed, “I had hot pot with my uncle and Yingfan at noon, and Sichuan cuisine in the evening. My uncle said to choose according to my taste, he will handle the private room reservation. I thought about it, and why not have a Manchu and Han Imperial Feast when our families meet? It covers all sorts of tastes.”
“Wait a minute,” Lu Xingzhou quickly found the crux of the matter, “You had a meal with Wu Yingfan and your uncle?”
Jiang Man misunderstood and her eyebrows twisted with annoyance, “Yingfan is my childhood friend, I’ve explained this before and will be too lazy to explain in the future. I am loyal and will not abandon my childhood friend just because I have a husband now.”
Lu Xingzhou couldn’t help it and burst out laughing.
So the photo sent by Wen Jingya was cropped, with the uncle cut out.
He had been feeling uneasy about this matter, but now it was all clear to him, like the clouds parting to reveal the moon.
“What are you laughing at?” Jiang Man huffed, a bit irritated.
“Nothing, I’m just happy.”
“…”
Seeing that he no longer pursued the matter with Wu Yingfan, Jiang Man did not linger and did not want to embarrass herself.
She thought perhaps it was the hypnotism that resolved his mental block, so that’s why he was happy.
…
The next day.
Jiang Man got up early.
She had arranged to practice Tai Chi with her uncle today.
“Good morning, young madam.”
When she left her guest room, she witnessed a marvelous sight.
The servants, carrying quilts, greeted her as they passed by and headed toward the yard.
She glanced at the yard and, my goodness!
The garden, which was originally filled with precious plants and trees, now had several clothes racks.
The clothes racks were laden with sheets and clothes…
She stood still, too shocked to move.
What’s going on?
Wasn’t it said that with eight dryers at home, there was no need to hang clothes?
Could it be that all eight dryers broke down at the same time?
“Manman, good morning.”
Just as she was lost in thought, a voice as gentle as a breeze interrupted her reverie.
She turned around to see Lu Xingzhou, who had just finished running. He was dressed in white sportswear and had a towel draped over his neck.
He looked completely different from the somber figure she had seen before. Today, he seemed to have undergone a transformation, like he’d become a different person altogether.
He felt more energetic, like the friendly big brother next door.
“Good morning,” Jiang Man said as if she’d seen a ghost.
Could it be that the sun had risen from the west?
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Why did everything feel so strange today?
“I’ve already spoken to Grandma about the family dinner; she said any time is fine.”
“Then it’s up to Mr. Lu’s schedule, isn’t it? When are you available?”
“How about tomorrow evening?” Lu Xingzhou suggested.
Jiang Man gestured with her hand.
As she was about to walk away, Lu Xingzhou stopped her, “Manman, don’t call me Mr. anymore, just call me Xingzhou.”
Jiang Man paused and shrugged her shoulders, “Sure.”
A name was just a name; she didn’t care what she called him.
“Then let me hear it?” Lu Xingzhou smiled at her, a smile that could captivate anyone.
Jiang Man stopped dead in her tracks, took a quick step forward, and reached out to feel his forehead.
Ensuring he didn’t have a fever, she then said, “What’s going on? You’re acting strange today.”
“Am I?” Lu Xingzhou asked with a smile.
Jiang Man was serious, “Yes.”
But Lu Xingzhou just laughed without saying anything further and wiped the sweat from his face with the towel.
“Then it’s settled. Tomorrow evening at seven, I’ll text you after I’ve booked the private room at the hotel. I won’t have breakfast; I’ve made plans with my uncle to practice tai chi.”
“Go ahead,” Lu Xingzhou signaled with his eyes, his gaze full of indulgence.
After Jiang Man left, the butler approached him.
“Young master, the freshly air-flown ingredients are ready… Are you still going to cook?”
“Another day,” Lu Xingzhou replied indifferently.
It wasn’t a sudden whim to cook; rather, it was because yesterday Jiang Man said she couldn’t cook and he offered to cook for her.
…
There’s a large park near Rong Mansion, and Jiang Man had arranged to meet Hu Guanghua at the park’s fountain.
Jiang Man stepped out of Rong Mansion, and as she was about to turn the corner, a flashy red Porsche blocked her way.
The car door opened, and a handsome young man with a cigarette in his mouth stepped out, dressed in a showy pink shirt and white casual pants, looking like someone who could easily attract attention.
“Sis, did you miss me?” Song Xiao strode over to Jiang Man, waving enthusiastically.
Jiang Man frowned, bluntly, “Put out the cigarette.”
She didn’t like the smell of secondhand smoke, the kind that made her feel sick the moment she smelled it.
Song Xiao obediently looked for a trash can, snuffed out the cigarette on the edge, and then threw it in.
Turning back to her, he spread his hands, “Thrown away.”
“What do you want?” Jiang Man then asked more politely.
Song Xiao suddenly looked a bit disheartened, “After you beat me in that race last time, I’ve been feeling pretty down. Sis, how about joining Dynasty? I could promote you as the new racing star!”
“Not interested.” As soon as Jiang Man heard what it was about, she started to walk away.
“Don’t go, don’t go!” Song Xiao became frantic, “Actually, it’s not just about that. The old man has arranged a matchmaking event for me. Come with me, help me pick someone, how about that?”
