Hidden identities of the AI Heiress

Chapter 181: Chapter 181 Who is Aladdin?
 

“Why do you suddenly want to help Lu Zhanxing?”

Pei Ya was very curious.

He had asked Qiao Yun before if she wanted to intervene, and what did Qiao Yun say again? This was his own business.

Qiao Yun paused for a moment, her tone inexplicably saying, “He’s very good.”

There was a huge “damn” in Pei Ya’s heart.

Had Lu Zhanxing cast a spell on Professor Qiao?

The word “very good” was practically the highest praise from Professor Qiao.

“Check what’s happened to him recently.”

Qiao Yun instructed Pei Ya.

“Okay.”

Pei Ya wasn’t shocked this time.

Despite Professor Qiao being cold and ruthless, she was actually very protective.

Pei Ya hung up the phone, his mind making tsk tsk noises, as Professor Qiao finally took a step towards kinship.

Congratulations were in order.

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[As long as I’m happy, you can have brand sponsorship immediately, if I’m not, you’ll have nothing!]

[You wronged me first!! You forced my hand!]

Lu Zhanxing’s eyes darkened for a moment, and soon after he skillfully deleted the messages and blocked the number.

After being photographed yesterday, he knew the other party would go crazy again—sure enough, this time it was the other party’s doing with the brand issue.

Lu Zhanxing opened an app, fiddled with it for a bit, put down his phone, adjusted his facial expression, and then carried the porridge and side dishes out.

Qiao Yun had already come out of her room.

“Sister, come have breakfast.”

Lu Zhanxing called Qiao Yun over, then said to Xie Ying, “I’ve cooked some for you too.”

Xie Ying had come running over at the crack of dawn and was indeed a bit hungry by now, so she unceremoniously pulled out a chair and sat down upon hearing this.

Lu Zhanxing placed a bowl of vegetable porridge in front of Qiao Yun.

Along with that were a plate of pickled cucumbers he himself had prepared, a soft-boiled egg, and a saury as side dishes.

It wasn’t a lot of food, but everything was cooked to look very appetizing.

Qiao Yun tasted the porridge and commented, “Delicious.”

“It’d be strange if it wasn’t.”

Xie Ying took a big gulp of the porridge, “Do you know where I found him? Right in the hotel kitchen, he was working there as a chef back then, it was pitiful.”

Lu Zhanxing felt a bit embarrassed.

He’d worked many odd jobs in the beginning just to make ends meet.

Now that Xie Ying had brought it up, he always felt a bit awkward—imagine the second young master of the Lu Family working as a hotel chef.

Qiao Yun looked at the embarrassed Lu Zhanxing with an impassive gaze.

This second brother really didn’t seem like a member of the Lu Family.

Xie Ying wanted to chat more about Lu Zhanxing, but his phone’s ringtone interrupted him.

“Hello, may I ask if this is Lu Zhanxing’s agent, Xie Ying?”

“Who’s this?”

“I’m a representative of the fashion brand July, and we would like to sponsor Mr. Lu Zhanxing’s outfit for the charity party tomorrow. I wonder if you’re interested in collaborating?”

“!?”

Xie Ying let out a sharp yelp, “What? July!?”

Qiao Yun raised an eyebrow, nonchalantly continued eating her porridge.

Lu Zhanxing jumped in his seat.

He was about to tell him to quiet down, but he saw Xie Ying’s face go through a myriad of expressions, quite a sight, until the call ended and he just held the phone dumbfounded.

“What’s wrong?” Lu Zhanxing asked him.

Xie Ying shook all over, “Do you know July?”

Qiao Yun calmly picked a piece of fish.

Lu Zhanxing nodded, “One of the few high-end fashion brands from our country to make it overseas, the exclusive couturier for the Queen of Y country.”

Qiao Yun calmly picked a piece of pickled cucumber.

Xie Ying, a bit slow, said, “They want to sponsor your outfit for the evening event.”

Lu Zhanxing was startled, and after a long while, he uttered, “What a coincidence…”

Qiao Yun calmly swallowed the pickled cucumber.

“Yeah, such a coincidence! The timing is too coincidental…”

Xie Ying had now calmed down as well, after all, a windfall like this wasn’t a first.

One just had to get used to it.

Suddenly, a thought struck him, he slapped the table, “I know!!! It’s Aladdin helping you again, isn’t it?”

Qiao Yun calmly…huh? Who’s Aladdin?

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The second brother’s storyline had a twist, and I too wanted to post more, but the more I write, the more stuck I get.