Chapter 855: Chapter 833: No Future With Lu Liang As long as I can gain Lu Liang’s trust, that’s enough. However, we meet again! This woman is somewhat unaware, still pretending to be aloof there, really thinking she’s some kind of virtuous lady. Lin Yun’er was taken aback, not expecting to be rejected. She thought, based on her previous performance and Lu Liang’s attitude toward her, she could afford to play it a bit cool. At this moment, Mei Ying squinted her eyes, completely ignoring the fact that the other members were still present. She bit into a slice of watermelon and mumbled, “Sir, let me feed you.” Taeyeon smiled and obediently stood beside Lu Liang. She filled his wine glass, extending her delicate fingers to gently massage his shoulder and neck, “Sir, is the strength okay?” The two of them performed their roles flawlessly, leaving the group members stunned, with their eyes wide open, showing incredulous expressions. After all, one was the leader of the group, and the other was the main dancer of the group. Together with Lin Yun’er, the three were known as the soul of the group. Once so high and mighty, dazzling in the limelight, now they were so humble, akin to dust, before a man, and a Chinese man at that. Zheng Xuanyi frowned and said sternly, “Why are you still standing there in a daze? Do I need to ask you to leave?” The women immediately pulled themselves together and bowed, saying, “Chairman Zheng, Mr. Lu, we’ll take our leave first.” Lin Yun’er lingered, turning back every few steps, but even after leaving the room, she didn’t hear a word to make her stay. After they left, Zheng Xuanyi smiled broadly and said, “Mr. Lu, I wish you a pleasant evening. I have some matters to attend to and won’t disturb your enjoyment.” “Chairman Zheng, take care, I won’t see you out.” Lu Liang nodded, and in an instant, the bustling room was left with only three people. “Sir~” Mei Ying licked her lips with her tongue, swaying seductively as she walked up behind Lu Liang, exchanging a look with Taeyeon, who nodded slightly and made room. Mei Ying transformed her hands into claws, letting her fingers glide from Lu Liang’s shoulders to his chest. Her red lips pressed against his ear whispering softly, “Why didn’t you let Yun’er stay with you, she said she really likes you before.” Lu Liang smiled, patted his thigh, and gestured Taeyeon to come over. She obeyed and wisely sat on his lap. Cradling the beauty in his arms, Lu Liang stroked her slender waist, enjoying the pleasure of his position, he whispered, “But I can’t sense her attitude.” “Sister Yun’er’s personality is relatively aloof…” Mei Ying relentlessly wanted to defend Lin Yun’er. After all, unlike the other four members who weren’t chosen, Lin Yun’er was abandoned by Lu Liang. The consequences of going back were predictable; Zheng Xuanyi claimed to be attending to matters, most likely targeting Lin Yun’er. At that moment, as she spoke halfway, Taeyeon in Lu Liang’s arms suddenly became passionate, like a beautiful snake. She draped a light scarf over Lu Liang’s face, wrapped her arms around his waist, and nearly frantically kissed his earlobe, cheeks, chin… “Sir, it’s been a long time, I missed you so much.” Taeyeon gazed at Lu Liang with a dreamy look. But when she looked at Mei Ying, she suddenly became sober, a hint of blame flashing through her eyes. That hint of blame was caught by Mei Ying, who immediately understood, recognized her mistake, and decisively joined the fray, no longer defending Yun’er. Afterward, Lu Liang embraced both, savoring the softness, size, and elasticity of both hands. He chuckled and said, “You two are very well-coordinated; I love being with you.” “However, those who are clueless should accept punishment.” Lu Liang turned his head to look at Taeyeon on his left. “Captain, do you think what I said is right?” After a few exchanges, he saw that Taeyeon and Yun’er were essentially the same kind of people. It’s just that Taeyeon was the leader of the group and needed to take on some responsibilities and make some changes. Taeyeon smiled, raised her chin, and kissed Lu Liang’s cheek. “Sir, you’re always right.” They weren’t even Lu Liang’s lovers. At most, they were bedmates, and she was already trying her best by speaking a word or two for Yun’er. It was impossible for more, as it would only make Lu Liang unhappy. Mei Ying remained silent, quietly slipped under the covers, attempting to retaliate against Lu Liang by exhausting him… The next morning, Lu Liang set off back to Modu. Shortly after his departure, a huge scandal broke out in Korea’s entertainment industry. Lin Yun’er’s assets were suspected of tax evasion, temporarily confiscated, and faced massive fines. At the same time, due to personal reasons affecting the brand and company image, SM Entertainment also sued her, demanding 30 billion Korean won in compensation. Her years of savings were feared to be lost, leaving her with enormous debt. Lu Liang learned of the news on the plane, glanced at the related news, then focused on the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, as if the scenery outside was worth more attention than the news. At this time, Lin Yan brought over a cup of tea, placing the teapot within Lu Liang’s reach on his right, with an envelope beside it: “Mr. Lu, the year is coming to an end.” This year ending, she should leave too. She wanted to go to a place where no one knew her, to pursue the wilderness and freedom of life. If fortunate to meet someone she loved, perhaps she would stay with them until old age. “Have you decided where to go?” Lu Liang opened the envelope, and couldn’t help but smile at the trendy phrase, ‘The world is so big, I want to see it.’ “I’ll start from Chang’an, head west all the way, pass through Blue State and Wushi, reach Kashi, make a circle from Sara, and wherever I find peace, there I might stop.” Lin Yan smiled, envisioning a beautiful future. Lu Liang straightforwardly signed his approval, after all, he had agreed she could resign after this year. He suddenly asked, “Is it 318 again?” “Sort of, but while others enter sequentially, I’ll exit against the flow,” Lin Yan answered. Despite being prepared, there was a slight feeling of emptiness in her heart as Lu Liang didn’t say a word to make her stay. “I remember at the entrance of the 318 line, when entering Tibet via Sichuan, there’s a famous internet café and inn. If you pass by in the future, mentioning my name might work.” Lu Liang suddenly laughed, recalling how she said she had none at the time. Lin Yan gave a puzzled look: “Is it Boss Yang?” She had been making preparations lately, so big data continually suggested scenic spots along the route, including the famous café and inn at the starting point of the 318 line and its beautiful owner and her dogs. Lu Liang nodded with a smile: “I think the surname is Yang, yes, that’s right, it’s Yang. Her name seems to be Yang Xiaoxiao?” “Yes, Yang Xiaoxiao. What’s your relationship with her?” As soon as she spoke, Lin Yan regretted it. A beautiful southern girl running a small shop at the starting point of the 318 line, and Lu Liang knew her. What relationship could there be between the two? Lu Liang looked at Lin Yan, smiling meaningfully: “Do I need to explain?” “No need.” Lin Yan shook her head, glanced at the flight time, and whispered, “Mr. Lu, there’s still an hour until we reach Modu, accounting for landing preparations, there’s precisely forty minutes.” “If nothing unexpected happens, this should be the last time I’ll be your purser in my life.” Within her was an artistic young woman trying to perfectly conclude their abnormal relationship, perhaps with a passionate fight ending their relationship in exhaustion. Lu Liang drank his tea, looked out at the scenery, and softly said, “Last night I was exhausted, not a drop left.” Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲·𝗻𝗲𝘁 Lin Yan’s expression darkened, and she turned abruptly towards the purser’s seat, her heavy footsteps like venting her dissatisfaction. “Hey, you guys believe the perfect imperfection, is the ultimate perfection, don’t you?” Lu Liang chuckled, leaned out of his seat, but Lin Yan turned her head, unwilling even to look at him. Seeing no response, Lu Liang didn’t bother asking for trouble, closed his eyes, and waited quietly for the plane to reach Modu. An hour later, the plane landed smoothly at Modu Puxin Airport, Lu Liang exited the cabin, passing Lin Yan. She gritted her teeth, almost gritting her words out, “You are a bastard, goodbye, never want to see you again!” “Even cursing is so gentle, with no strength at all.” Lu Liang smiled warmly and walked away. After walking a few steps, suddenly a voice called from behind, “But I’ve never regretted it, Lu Liang, I hope you have peace and joy and all the best in the future.” Lu Liang paused for a moment but did not look back, stepped forward, only lifting his arm and waving his fingers, bidding farewell to Lin Yan. Watching Lu Liang’s departing figure, Lin Yan couldn’t help but mutter, her eyes turning from reluctant to resolute. There was no future with Lu Liang, she had known long before and had already mentally prepared to leave.