Lu Lingche didn't take Lu Mingzhen's words seriously. This time, he was determined to make his own decisions regarding his marriage.
He ordered his assistant, "Yuanshan, start contacting hospitals and find the best orthopedic and facial reconstruction surgeons for my brother."
"Yes, President Lu, I will contact them immediately!"
Lu Lingche waved his hand at him, signaling him to go ahead with the tasks.
His cell phone chimed with a notification for a new message.
Thinking it was finally a message from Qiao Yin, he checked only to find that it wasn't from Qiao Yin, but from Gu Ranxuan inviting him to dinner.
Lu Lingche expressionlessly set down his phone without replying.
He did not think there was any relationship beyond work with Gu Ranxuan that necessitated a dinner.
Lu Mingzhen was right—compared to his brother, he was indeed not adept at handling social relationships; he was an extremely indifferent person, indifferent to any woman's invitations.
Except for Qiao Yin.