Seeing that the rain outside had lessened, Lu Zhiwei picked up her phone and prepared to leave the restaurant.

Ding-dong.

I received a new WeChat message on my phone.

Creditor: [The 100 yuan for today hasn't been transferred to me yet.]

Lu Zhiwei sat back down and casually transferred several hundred thousand yuan to pay off the debt in one go.

Within two seconds, the chat window displayed that the other party had refunded your transfer.

Lu Zhiwei held her phone, falling silent: "..." I really want to call him an idiot.

What a scoundrel.

Are you just teasing her for fun?

The creditor then sent a message: "[Only accepting the first installment transfer of 100 yuan this month.]"

Lu Zhiwei then transferred him 100 yuan and promptly changed the nickname in his contact to: Debt Collector.

"Young Master Shen, welcome." The waiter at the door bowed deeply.

They welcomed in a distinguished and tall man.

The man was wearing a dark suit, his short hair was styled into a slicked-back look, and his chiseled features exuded arrogance and disdain.

He held a bouquet of red roses in his hands, the same ones he had given to Xia Wanying that day.

He walked towards her with steady and light steps.

Lu Zhiwei looked up from her phone and was extremely surprised to see Shen Jinmo suddenly appear in front of her.

One second he was demanding payment, the next he was showing up with a bunch of cheap, common roses.

What does he want to do?

Lu Zhiwei looked alarmed, clutching her phone and moving back a little.

Shen Jinmo stood opposite her and presented the bouquet of roses to her.

Then, with a thud, he knelt down on both knees: "Wife, forgive me!"

"...?" Lu Zhiwei's heart was in turmoil, like a stormy sea.

What kind of operation is this?

The arrogant and unruly eldest son of the Shen family, Shen Jinmo, knelt down before her in public.

The restaurant's diners and staff couldn't help but get curious and came over to watch the spectacle, some even taking out their phones to record videos or take photos.

Did he find out her identity and come back to beg her on Xia Wanying's behalf?

It's not impossible.

"If you don't forgive me, I won't get up." Shen Jinmo reached out and grabbed her wrist, forcibly stuffing the roses into her arms.

These red roses are so tacky; she doesn't want them, her whole being is rejecting them.

The people around them started to jeer.

Just then, another couple entered the restaurant. Shen Jiarui, who was holding his girlfriend's waist, was surprised to see such a big show.

"My brother's really something! He's even willing to kneel down to beg for reconciliation. I never knew he could be so flexible." Shen Jiarui exclaimed excitedly, as if he'd just stumbled upon some juicy gossip. He let go of his girlfriend, took out his phone from his coat, and snapped a few photos on the spot.

He was determined to publicize his elder brother's great achievements in the entire Shen family group chat.

More and more people gathered to watch.

Lu Zhiwei had no idea what he was up to, so she quickly pulled Shen Jinmo up from the ground: "Don't embarrass yourself here."

"Have you forgiven me? Honey, you're so good to me." The man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and leaned down to kiss her.

Lu Zhiwei was disgusted by the greasy man in front of her. She pushed his lips away with her hand, turned around and ran away.

This is too abnormal, too bizarre.

Shen Jinmo has been possessed tonight, hasn't he?

Lu Zhiwei rushed out of the restaurant in the rain, threw the bouquet of roses on the ground, stomped on it, opened the car door, and got into her car.

Shen Jinmo chased after him.

Before she started the car, he said, "Tomorrow at 3 PM, Yuncheng Cinema, I'll be waiting for you."

Lu Zhiwei floored the accelerator and sped away with a roar.

Shen Jiarui followed him out of the restaurant, walked to Shen Jinmo's side, and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, you're pretty good. As expected of a man from our Shen family, your talent for charming women is in your genes."

The man who had been patted on the shoulder glanced at him, his eyes flashing with an unfamiliar chill, and then turned and walked away.

Shen Jiarui pointed at him: "Hey, what's going on? Are you pretending not to know me because you're afraid of losing face?"

...

study.

Shen Jinmo is busy holding video conferences with various high-level executives to discuss the development project of an entertainment city.

My phone, which was on my desk, suddenly rang.

He frowned, picked up his phone, and opened the message.

Lu Zhiwei: [Shen Jinmo, you're a complete lunatic.]

Unable to sleep at night, Lu Zhiwei tossed and turned in bed thinking about Shen Jinmo, who had knelt before her. She vented all her resentment about her insomnia on Shen Jinmo.

Shen Jinmo's face was very unpleasant after being suddenly scolded.

He had somehow offended this fickle woman again.

[?] replied with a symbol and continued to focus on the meeting.

Lu Zhiwei didn't reply anymore because she had fallen asleep.

After the meeting, Shen Jingmo kept Lin Jing behind and asked him about the follow-up to Qin Hai's murder case.

Lin Jing replied to him in the video: "President Shen, the police station is still investigating but there is no progress. Because the murderer looks just like you, the police can't just arrest people randomly, for fear of arresting the wrong person and being unable to bear the consequences."

After all, the police station might dare to invite him in once, but they wouldn't dare to invite him in a second time.

"Okay. I'm hanging up." Shen Jinmo ended the video call.

He picked up his phone and glanced at the WeChat chat page again, his gaze lingering on Lu Zhiwei's last message.

She called him crazy? Was it because he made her pay back 100 yuan that night?

——

Lu Zhiwei was woken up by the maid.

The maid downstairs knocked on the door and came in to tell her that the old lady from Cuizhu Garden had called and asked her to answer the phone.

She got out of bed with sleepy eyes and went downstairs to pick him up.

"Grandma, why do you keep calling our landline?" Lu Zhiwei was still dazed and confused.

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