Chapter 131: Why Does This Person Look So Much Like the Crown Prince?

"Whether you have time or not, I am coming to your place tonight!"

With that, Shen Xuejun hung up the phone.

Since he insisted on coming, Shen Chutang did not mind making him wait. She took out her phone and messaged Lu Beiqin: "What time do you get off work tonight?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Let's go out for dinner. It's been a long time since we've eaten out."

Lu Beiqin glanced at his phone and replied, "Alright."

He set his phone aside and looked at his secretary, Zhang Chuan. "What is the schedule for this evening?"

Zhang Chuan pulled out the itinerary. "There is one more meeting this afternoon, which should finish around 5:30, and then there is a business engagement in the evening."

Lu Beiqin nodded. "Cancel the engagement."

Zhang Chuan hesitated. "Mr. Lu, this engagement is with the Yuhuang Group, a Fortune Global 500 company. If we cancel, then..."

Before Zhang Chuan could finish, Lu Beiqin shot him a cold, piercing glance. "If it cannot be canceled, then send someone else."

Zhang Chuan nodded immediately; there was no other choice. In truth, he wanted to say that although the Lu Beiqin of the past didn't like being in the spotlight, he was a genuine workaholic who frequently worked until ten o'clock at night. Ever since he married the eldest Miss Shen, he seemed to be getting off work earlier and earlier.

Sure enough, as soon as the meeting ended, Lu Beiqin turned and left. When the department head tried to report the situation, he found that Lu Beiqin had already vanished.

Shen Chutang had just finished her class and, upon walking out, spotted Lu Beiqin not far away. She trotted over. "Have you been waiting long?"

"Just arrived."

Shen Chutang smiled. "I know a place that's delicious; let's go there!"

Lu Beiqin had no objections and drove to the location Shen Chutang mentioned. The waiter at the entrance glanced at the low-end commuter car Lu Beiqin was driving, his eyes filled with disdain.

"Hello, my surname is Shen. I have a reservation."

The waiter looked her over. "I'm sorry, we are fully booked today. You cannot enter."

Shen Chutang frowned. "But I was able to make a reservation just a moment ago."

The waiter maintained a professional smile. "I'm really sorry, please go somewhere else to eat."

Shen Chutang glanced inside and noticed that several tables were completely empty. "Is this what you call fully booked?"

The waiter's smile finally faltered. He had just had an argument with a penniless, stingy customer at noon who refused to tip even while demanding top-tier service—it simply wasn't worth the effort. Furthermore, someone had just asked him to reserve a window seat. Since most people who dined here were wealthy, and the window seats were already taken, he had lied as soon as he saw Shen Chutang and her companion. After all, it was better to serve the wealthy, who tipped generously, than to waste time on poor, stingy customers.

Hearing Shen Chutang's challenge, the waiter grew impatient. "Please do not cause trouble at the entrance. Leave immediately, or I will call security."

Shen Chutang was so angry she laughed. "I'm causing trouble? I made a reservation, and you're standing there lying to my face about being fully booked. Who is the one being unreasonable? Get your manager out here!"

She had originally intended to treat Lu Beiqin to a great meal, but instead, this person was acting high and mighty, deceiving them and accusing her of causing a scene. Her temper flared.

The waiter grabbed his walkie-talkie and barked into it, "Send two people over. We have someone causing trouble at the entrance."

Soon, security guards approached, gesturing to drive the two away. Lu Beiqin stepped in front of Shen Chutang, his cold, sharp gaze fixed on the guards. The men were startled by his presence and hesitated, afraid to step forward.

The waiter shouted from the side, "What are you waiting for? Get these troublemakers out of here, or do you want the manager to dock your pay when he gets here?"

Hearing this, the expressions of the two guards turned vicious, and they charged toward them. Shen Chutang rolled up her sleeves, ready to jump in, but Lu Beiqin stopped her. "Let me."

Lu Beiqin moved with lightning speed. He dodged the guard's reach and threw him aside, then landed a kick on the other, sending him flying into the restaurant.

Soon, many customers began to look over, and the commotion quickly drew the restaurant manager to the scene. Seeing the manager, the waiter immediately complained, "Manager, these two came here to cause trouble and even beat up our security guards!"

The manager frowned, looked up, and froze.

Wait—why did this imposing man before him look so much like the young master of the company?

He looked again. It was him, no doubt about it!