The CEO’s Substitute Wife Is A Genius
Chapter 311 Let me tell you, she is that woman from those years.

Chapter 311: Chapter 311 Let me tell you, she is that woman from those years.

After leaving the grand theater, Jiang Man proposed a visit back to the old mansion.

Auntie was feeling unwell, and as a doctor, how could she not visit to treat her?

The old mansion looked no different from usual, except Jiang Man, upon entering the old lady’s courtyard, did not see Lu Xuemei.

Usually, the mother and daughter were almost inseparable, either listening to music or playing cards.

"Young Master, Young Madam, the old lady is currently in the Buddha Hall."

The servant stepped forward, implying they would have to wait if they wanted to see the old lady.

Lu Xingzhou frowned at this information.

Grandma believed in Buddha, but she typically offered incense only in the morning and evening, with more elaborate offerings on the first and fifteenth days of the lunar month.

She normally wouldn’t specifically visit the Buddha Hall unless there was something particularly significant.

"It seems something serious has indeed happened," Lu Xingzhou whispered to Jiang Man, pulling her aside to sit down, and gestured to the servant, "You go about your business; my wife and I will wait here for a while."

"Alright, I’ll prepare tea for the young master and young madam."

After the servant left, Jiang Man tilted her head and raised her eyebrows.

Lu Xingzhou instinctively replied, "Grandma hardly ever prays at this time unless something has happened. Last time she suddenly ran to the Buddha Hall was when my parents had a car accident and were in ICU."

That incident was many years ago.

Did this mean something as serious as that had occurred, and Grandma was praying for blessings?

Lu Xingzhou did not say more and took out his phone to call Zhao Huai, "Check who Grandma has met with these past few days, see if there is anything unusual."

Jiang Man furrowed her brows, "No, it’s not Grandma who has an issue. Check on auntie instead."

Lu Xingzhou looked at her in surprise.

Though he found it odd, he did as she requested, "Check who auntie has met with these past few days. Is there anything peculiar?"

Zhao Huai was very efficient, and before the old lady had returned from the Buddha Hall, he had already made the call.

"BOSS, I haven’t found anything unusual, but today, after the concert, your aunt went somewhere by herself."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Huai quickly sent a photo.

In the photo, Lu Xuemei stood in front of a wishing fountain that had long stopped spraying water, lost in thought.

...

Meanwhile, after leaving the grand theater, Lu Zhendong was restless.

Ming Ran followed him like a shadow.

"Stop following me," he said impatiently, turning around.

Ming Ran bit her lip, silent and stubborn, unwilling to leave no matter what.

When the two reached the parking lot, they coincidentally encountered Mrs. Lan Xiang who was about to leave.

She was escorted onto the car like a star surrounded by the moon, just as the door of the minivan was closing.

Lu Zhendong’s mind shocked as if electrocuted, suddenly triggering a very old memory.

"Big brother, what are we doing?"

years ago, he was 14, Lu Xingzhou was 9.

He took Lu Xingzhou to the front of a women’s college, climbed the wall, and peeped over it.

Their focus was on a women’s dormitory building.

"That Ye Xiangling lives here! She is the one who stole auntie’s suitor!"

"Ye Xiangling, you have a phone call~"

In that era, phone calls were not widespread, and for girls in school to talk on the phone with their boyfriends was a luxury.

To make a call, one had to use coins at a public payphone booth.

The girls’ dormitory had a landline that was almost always overloaded.

As the dormitory supervisor called out Ye Xiangling’s name, a slender beautiful girl ran down from upstairs.

"It’s her!"

Lu Zhendong, holding a homemade slingshot in his hand, quickly aimed and shot it at the girl.

Ye Xiangling screamed in pain, and the dormitory supervisor immediately spotted them.

Eventually, because they were both young, they were scolded by the supervisor and sent away.

Afterwards, Lu Zhendong had seen Ye Xiangling a few times and he was terrified she would tell on him.

But every time, Ye Xiangling smiled at him and would even buy water guns for him and Lu Xingzhou.

Time flew by, and although more than twenty years had passed, he initially did not recognize that Mrs. Lan Xiang was Ye Xiangling.

But when she closed the car door just now, her profile was exactly the same as when he had shot her with a slingshot back then!

"Stop following me, I’m busy!"

Lu Zhendong’s face darkened as he pulled open the car door and got into the driver’s seat.

Ming Ran tried to get into the passenger seat, but he hit the gas and left without her.

He followed Mrs. Lan Xiang’s van, keeping his distance, until he arrived at a hotel.

"Check someone for me, a Mrs. Lan Xiang, also known as the current French Foreign Minister’s wife. I need her information, as complete as possible!"

Lu Zhendong sat in the car, anxiously waiting.

He felt inexplicably anxious.

Back then, it was because of Ye Xiangling that his aunt almost lost her life.

He had come to live with his great-uncle’s family at the age of thirteen and had been fostered in this home ever since.

He considered the old lady as his own grandmother and Lu Xuemei as his own aunt.

He didn’t know if Mrs. Lan Xiang was Ye Xiangling or not.

If it was her, what was she here for?

Would she hurt his aunt again?

All these uncertainties and concerns left him in turmoil, making it hard for him to sit still.

He didn’t know how long he had waited when his phone finally rang.

"Speak."

"Young Master, this Mrs. Lan Xiang is quite legendary. In her twenties, she went to Paris alone to study jewelry design and met Hans, the Minister of Foreign Affairs. They married a month later. However, at that time, Hans was just a minor public official. After their marriage, Hans’s career progressed very rapidly, and Lan Xiang’s reputation in the jewelry field grew more and more significant."

"It’s odd, though—her situation in her home country can’t be traced, like someone deliberately erased her tracks, and it looks like her age and name were changed."

Hearing this, Lu Zhendong’s frown deepened.

"Understood."

If he couldn’t investigate this matter deeply enough, then he would have Xingzhou do it.

Knock, knock, knock—

Just as Lu Zhendong hung up the phone, there was a sound at the driver’s side window.

He turned his head to look and saw it was Ming Ran.

"Are you tracking me?"

He rolled down the window, clearly angry.

Ming Ran did not respond to him but glanced in the direction of the hotel, "Are you tracking Mrs. Lan Xiang? Why? Are you interested in her?"

"Is love all you think about?" Lu Zhendong was annoyed and did not want to explain any further.

He rolled up the window and drove past Ming Ran.

Ming Ran watched the departing car and looked up at the hotel again.

After some thought, she headed straight toward the hotel.

...

"Grandma."

Jiang Man and Lu Xingzhou had waited for almost half an hour before finally seeing the old lady come out.

She still had a strong scent of sandalwood on her and was twirling Buddha Beads in her hand.

"Has Xuemei not come back yet?" she asked the maid.

"Not yet," the maid replied softly.

The old lady sighed, "Let her be."

After adjusting her mood, she looked at her grandson and granddaughter-in-law, "It’s nothing serious, just that your aunt’s rival in love has come back. You both know Xuemei is stubborn. It’s been over twenty years, yet she still hasn’t gotten over that first love. Now that she’s seen her old rival, it’s inevitable she feels upset."

"A rival in love?" Lu Xingzhou and Jiang Man exclaimed in unison.

The old lady nodded, "Yes, you’ve met her at the grand theater, that Lan Xiang, it’s her."

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