The story begins with a divorce that turns into a plea for reconciliation.
Step by step, calculations are made.
Who is sincere and who is pretending?
The female lead is the daught...
"I heard you just got divorced. Have you thought about finding someone else?" Ling Yunjue asked, trying to start a conversation.
"No plans to do so at the moment?"
"Have you thought about finding a job? Your medical skills are so amazing, why didn't you ask for a job with connections when you got divorced? The Huo family should have that kind of ability."
"Jobs are easy to find, and I have other things to do, so there's no rush for me to find a job."
"Oh, I thought..."
"Is Comrade Ling so gossipy?" Ye Zhaoyu turned to ask Ling Yunjue.
She hates fussy, overly concerned men.
Whether he gets married or not, whether he works or not, is none of his business.
"No, we were just making conversation!" Ling Yunjue replied shyly.
"If you're really looking for topics, you can ask me if anything interesting has happened to me lately, or what I usually like to do! Just don't ask me things like whether I'm married or not, or whether I work or not, otherwise I'll think you like me, want to see if I'm single, want to pursue me, or want to introduce me to a job," Ye Zhaoyu joked.
"Um, I'm sorry, I've never dated a girl before, so I didn't know you girls would mind this. What do you usually like to do?" Ling Yunjue realized that the question she had just asked was indeed inappropriate.
"Me? I usually love looking at handsome guys, especially handsome guys like you." Ye Zhaoyu narrowed her eyes slightly, and the corners of her mouth turned up, revealing a charming smile.
She stared intently at Ling Yunjue, her eyes gleaming.
Upon hearing this, Ling Yunjue was startled, his hands trembled involuntarily, and he almost lost his grip on the steering wheel.
He stared wide-eyed at Ye Zhaoyu in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe his ears.
While struggling to stabilize the vehicle, Ling Yunjue said nervously, "Comrade Ye, don't joke around! There are consequences for harassing respectable men."
His voice carried a hint of panic and helplessness, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.