After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 90: Lu Liang? Private Equity Tycoon?

Huang Lihui choked on old blood, unable to utter a word as her face turned dark.

A classmate tried to smooth things over, laughing as they changed the subject. "Oh, have you guys ever heard about that Lu Liang from the internet? He happens to share the same name."

Huang Lihui's eyes lit up, seizing the chance to mock. "That guy is a big shot in private equity, while our old classmate here just sells skewered wheat gluten."

Everyone was taken aback, their looks toward Lu Liang shifting; they were not as enthusiastic as before, more distant now.

As delightful as the bygone youthful days were, it's important to live in the present.

Annoying but a building materials boss's wife, friendly but sells skewered wheat gluten.

Grown-ups knew what choices to make.

A classmate involved in building materials joked, laughing. "Lu Liang, where's your stall? If it's on my way to work, I'll swing by and check out your craft."

"Probably around Lujiazui, setting up shop casually. If there's a chance, I'll treat you to a taste," Lu Liang responded with a smile, oblivious to the underhanded comments.

Huang Lihui was thrilled, growing bolder. "Setting up a stall in Lujiazui? Isn't that asking to be chased off by the city management?"

Someone who disliked Huang Lihui's bossy demeanor deliberately changed the subject, pointing at the backdrop on the stage that was showing sweet moments of a newlywed.

"Liu, that guy, swore never to marry back in the day—I told him then he just hadn't met the right person."

An insider said with a smile, "Could it possibly be a shotgun wedding?"

With that, everyone burst out laughing.

Liu Mingxuan had always been a playboy since college; seeing him tied down by his wife and child was indeed a joyous sight to behold.

As the lights in the banquet hall dimmed, conversations ceased, everyone focused on enjoying the ceremony and wishing the newlyweds well.

The wedding ceremony lasted over forty minutes, people ate and watched until the newlyweds came to their table to toast.

Liu Mingxuan's brows were furrowed, noticing Lu Liang being sidelined while Huang Lihui was celebrated like a star.

"Thanks everyone for attending my wedding. I hope everyone eats well and drinks well today," he raised his glass with a smile.

Liu Mingxuan glanced at the drink in Lu Liang's glass, his expression displeased. "Liangzi, pour out that drink and switch to something foreign."

Lu Liang was confused, not understanding why Liu Mingxuan suddenly picked on him. Whether it was a soft drink or liquor—it should not matter.

Liu Mingxuan grumbled, "I told you not to drive and to bring an assistant if necessary. How could you dare drink a soft drink at my wedding?"

"Today is your big day, you call the shots," Lu Liang grinned helplessly but understood Liu Mingxuan's intentions.

He swapped his drink for hard liquor, downing a full glass at once, then asked, "Happy now, groom?"

"That's more like it."

Liu Mingxuan, smiling warmly with his bride, continued on to other tables to toast, leaving the confused crowd behind.

Lu Liang has a car?

And an assistant?

Wasn't he just selling skewered wheat gluten?

What on earth was going on?

Lu Liang kept a composed face and didn't explain further. He made a phone call to Wen Chao, gave him the hotel address, and urged him to come now.

Driven by curiosity, someone couldn't help asking, "Hey, Lu, what's with the riddle you and Mingxuan are playing?"

Lu Liang played it off, laughing. "Don't mind him. He's just overly happy because he's married today, drank too much."

While thoughts varied among the crowd enjoying their meal, the lively atmosphere at the table had vanished.

Twenty-some minutes later, a handsome young man in a suit and sweating profusely, arrived at the venue.

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Wen Chao didn't come inside but stood at the entrance. Catching sight of Lu Liang, he flashed a polite smile.

Lu Liang slightly nodded, filled his glass with wine, and walked up to the host table to toast.

He stared hard at Liu Mingxuan, then offered his wish with a smile, "May your marriage be blessed for a century, I have to leave now."

Liu Mingxuan watched the classmates' table, their expressions shocked. He smiled satisfiedly, "No need to see me out, take it slow."

Just as Lu Liang left, a few others from the classmates' table came to toast in succession, Liu Mingxuan joked, "Are you trying to get me drunk on purpose?"

A person close to him, who had just helped Lu Liang smooth things over earlier, straightforwardly asked, "Mingxuan, what's the deal with Lu Liang?"

Liu Mingxuan responded with a smile, "Why don't you follow him and see for yourselves?"

He hadn't finished talking when Huang Lihui had already run to the window, her eyes wide and her face in disbelief.

Moments before, they had been chatting when a Urus worth over three million parked downstairs, and no one expected it to belong to Lu Liang.

Everyone's expressions were as if they'd seen a ghost, and someone couldn't help but say, "Could the Lu Liang from the internet actually be the Lu Liang we know?"

Huang Lihui's face was ashen, and she murmured in a daze, "Impossible, if he were that rich, would he still get divorced?"

"What's so impossible about that, maybe he got divorced because he is rich," someone half-joked in surprise.

"Mr. Lu, quietly becoming a tycoon."

Lu Liang's wealth was none of their business, nor would they try to borrow money from him, but it was crucial for demeaning Huang Lihui.

Lu Liang's low profile now made Huang Lihui look like a joker. Could someone in the building materials business ever rival someone in finance?

On the other side,

Wen Chao drove out of the hotel, "Mr. Lu, where would you like to go?"

Even though it was a rest day, he was eager for Lu Liang to need him for anything, as it would show they were close.

Lu Liang rubbed his head, his brain throbbed slightly from the two glasses of Western liquor as he said with his eyes closed, "Tangchen Yipin, Building B."

On weekends, Li Manli gave herself a day off, dressing up beautifully at home and waiting for Lu Liang to take her out.

But after eagerly waiting for half the day, she saw Lu Liang return home reeking of alcohol and staggering.

"How come you drank so much at noon."

As she scolded him, she helped him undress.

"I just attended a friend's wedding."

Lu Liang wasn't drunk; it was just that the liquor was strong, causing his head to ache.

Leaning on Li Manli's soft thigh, his eyes closed, he showed a content expression, "Let me nap for a bit."

"Hmmm~"

Li Manli made a goofy face but didn't move, even rifling through Lu Liang's belongings to make him more comfortable.

Suddenly, she spotted a four-leaf clover lighter. She couldn't read English but recognized the Chinese characters.

'Smoke less' – the font looked like Xiujuan's, not something Lu Liang would write.

Li Manli felt suspicious and cautiously asked, "Was this lighter a gift from someone?"

"I'm getting older. I smoke too much, and my throat hurts; it's time to quit gradually."

Lu Liang replied seamlessly without a hint of guilt.

Li Manli took him at his word, poking his cheek, "I've been meaning to tell you to quit, I heard that smoking too much can prevent you from having children."

Lu Liang squinted his eyes, smiling as he asked, "Thinking about having kids already?"

"It's still early, I'm still a baby myself. Maybe wait another two or three years, and then we can have a couple, what do you say?"

Li Manli was serious, having thought about it, but she was barely nineteen and wanted to enjoy a few more years.

"That's up to you, not me. If you're not careful with protection, you might become a mom next year."

Lu Liang shifted his position, looking at the little white patent leather shoes and her shiny straight calves; Li Manli liked wearing dresses.

She had told him, although it was inconvenient and complicated to wear them, she would continue if he liked it.

Li Manli proudly said, "All set, I've downloaded an amazing app that tells me when it's okay and when it's not, clear and simple."

A 6-million-three-year livestream contract, Panda Interactive Entertainment had transferred the first year's payment; half went to the studio, and about 800,000 after tax ended up with her.

Li Manli might not be smart, but she knew that without Lu Liang financing her, building a studio for her, and teaching her how to craft her persona, she couldn't have achieved what she did.

So, once the money was in her hands, she immediately transferred 600,000 back home. Please don't contact her; it was a repayment for the years of upbringing.

From then on, Li Manli told herself she belonged to Lu Liang and would follow him wholeheartedly.

Unless he didn't want her, she would cling to him forever, her gaze unintentionally falling on the lighter on the table.

"How about today?" As the alcohol effect wore off, his fingertip traced her calf, slowly moving up, delving deeper.

"Today? Of course~"

Li Manli smiled radiantly, preempting him, her lips puckered on his, "Ooh~ Your breath smells strongly of alcohol."