291: It Didn’t Look Like the First Time

It Didn’t Look Like the First Time

Hearing that, Lu Yī and Lu San heaved a breath of relief, looked at Lu Chengzhou, bowed their heads, and said, "Young Master Lu, the names of the movies are on the hard drive. If there's nothing else, we'll get going."1

Lu Chengzhou nodded.

The two bowed respectfully and left.

When the apartment became quiet, Gu Mang put down the hard drive list. She glanced at him, thought for a few seconds, and mumbled, "I said I wanted to watch a movie as a casual suggestion. It's not that I really wanted to watch movies and play games."

The way that he was acting…

Lu Chengzhou raised an eyebrow, reached out his hand to clasp her head and ruffle her hair, chuckling. "And I only casually told Lu Yī to find some movies to watch."

Gu Mang narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at him. And they got her about a hundred movies?

"First time?" Gu Mang asked, without giving proper context.

Upon hearing that, Lu Chengzhou immediately knew what she meant but he didn't answer her directly, instead saying, "You're not?"

Gu Mang smirked sinisterly, "You don't look like it."

He was surely very experienced. Lu Chengzhou clasped her shoulder and pressed it down gently. Gu Mang sat on the sofa with him very naturally, watched him take out a hard drive, and said, "It seems that I did pretty good."

How else could she have gotten such good feedback? It didn't look like the first time?

Gu Mang said nothing. She took a lollipop from the coffee table, unwrapped it, and stuffed it in her mouth, and took out the cell phone to log into the game.

Lu Chengzhou put down the hard drive, glanced at her cell phone game interface, and mumbled, "Lu Yī sent a strawberry cake. It's chilled in the fridge. We can eat it later tonight."

Hearing this, Gu Mang paused just as she was entering the game, tilted her head, and looked at the kitchen.

Three seconds later, she turned around with a blank expression and asked, "We have to wait until after midnight?"

Couldn't they eat it now?

Lu Chengzhou looked at her cold face and instantly knew what she was thinking. A faint smile flashed across his eyes. "I also brought you a triangular mango thousand-layer cake. You can eat it today."

He had thought of everything. Gu Mang raised an eyebrow, got up, and went to the fridge.

…

In the afternoon, Gu Mang's phone started ringing non-stop. There were many messages from WeChat, almost all asking about her birthday.

At three o'clock, Lu Shangjin called. "I've booked the venue. What's the point of the two of you having a meal together at Seal Palace? Come out and have a meal together."

Lu Chengzhou sat beside Gu Mang. Hearing Lu Shangjin, he looked at Gu Mang.

Gu Mang looked at him and replied calmly, "No."

It was a little heartless. Lu Shangjin remained silent for a few seconds before mimicking her indifferent tone. "Elder Tan asked me to ask you. It's your 18th birthday after all. You can't spend it too shabbily."

Upon hearing this, Gu Mang seemed to have no choice. "Alright, then. Address?"

"World Restaurant, 8 pm. Remember to arrive on time."

"Sure." Gu Mang hung up the phone and looked at Lu Chengzhou. "I'll go to World Restaurant tonight. The teachers said they want to have dinner with me."

Lu Chengzhou nodded. "Since they're planning to hold a birthday party shall I get Qin Fang to bring Gu Si over?"

Gu Mang recalled that she hadn't seen Gu Si in a while. She tersely acknowledged in an expressionless manner and lowered her eyes. She didn't expect Lu Chenzhou to be so considerate to include Gu Si.

"Who else do you want to invite?" Lu Chengzhou sent a message to Qin Fang and glanced at her. Gu Mang thought about it and sent a message to a few people.

…

Red Scorpion.

Qin Fang walked to the shooting range and looked at Gu Si who was lying on the ground holding a sniper rifle. The gun was taller than he was.

Qin Fang's mouth twitched as he had never seen such a scene before. He raised his hand towards the instructor.

The instructor raised his head and ran over. "Young Master Qin, what's the matter?"

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