Chapter 39 Dating Tips

Besides working these past few days, she's also been reading a lot of dating tutorials. After all, she's a complete novice when it comes to dating, and her target is a total iceberg, so it's too difficult. She has to learn some dating tips.

So Wen Chu turned a certain sharing platform into a dating tutorial platform.

#How to change the opinion of people who dislike you

#How to quickly develop a relationship with someone of the opposite sex

#How to make your crush like you

#30 Tips to Get Your Crush Quickly On

Wen Chu couldn't resist clicking on these titles to learn more, no matter how high or low the price, she still put in a lot of effort.

Sure enough, right after finishing her meal, she came across another post that said you should try your best to occupy the other person's mind, so that the first and last person they think of before and after sleep is yourself.

She's so obedient and has such strong execution skills. After reading it, she immediately found someone to play games with, and played until she fell asleep. That way, Lu Ming would be able to think of her for a while when he closes his eyes, right?

It was already 11 o'clock when the two finished playing the game. Wen Chu felt that the mission was accomplished. Her ears had been pampered by listening to Lu Ming's voice all night. She took off her headphones, rubbed her slightly numb ear canals, and happily said goodnight to "Brother Lu". As usual, he replied with an "Mm".

But she found the nickname disgusting; every time she mentally called it that, she got goosebumps. So she tried changing it to—boyfriend.

She closed her eyes, returned to the main screen, and carefully opened them again, only to find that the term "boyfriend" hadn't been changed. It really worked!

She was still a little excited before going to bed, so she opened the sharing platform again and started browsing posts, and then she saw another attractive title.

#Social media copywriting that makes crushes daydream

Wen Chu's eyes lit up, thinking, "This is great!" She quickly clicked to learn more.

The post contained more than a dozen meaningful captions. After reading them, Wen Chu's mouth stretched to the back of her ears, her face full of a sly smile.

She quickly added it to her favorites, planning to post one a day, visible only to Lu Ming.

She selected one, copied and pasted it, then got out of bed, found a good angle by the window, and took a picture of a beautiful, serene moon. She captioned it: "I like the moon, and the moon knows it too, but it doesn't respond, and only watches me grieve."

Wen Chu examined it for a moment and thought it was acceptable. It was both tragic and affectionate, which perfectly matched her character. Satisfied, she sent it with one click, then put down her phone and went to sleep.

Lu Ming doesn't have the habit of scrolling through social media, but he happened to receive a work message before going to bed. He replied to it, and then noticed a red dot on the right that bothered him, so he clicked on it to delete it. But the Loopy avatar that represented the latest sender made his finger pause as he was about to exit.

He paused on the screen for two seconds, then clicked on it expressionlessly, wanting to see what the woman had posted this time.

Could it be that he took a screenshot of the game's results screen where she beat him and posted it on social media?

That's really... infuriating.

Then I saw that line of text.

After a while, he looked up at the window and wondered what was so appealing about the moon.

However, the moonlight is indeed beautiful tonight.

The next morning, Wen Chu woke up and habitually reached for her phone to check it. She didn't see any message notifications, which wasn't too surprising. Whether that workaholic looked at social media or not was another matter, but even if he did, he wouldn't reply to her or like her posts.

However, she didn't care. As long as she kept posting, she didn't believe that she would never be seen.

She changed into a smart business-style shirt and pencil pants in the dressing room, opened the door to leave the bedroom, and coincidentally, Lu Ming also just came out of the bedroom. The two looked at each other from a distance of two or three meters, and Wen Chu took the initiative to say good morning.

Lu Ming hummed in agreement, and the two went downstairs together for breakfast.

The system said that a portion of the other person's memories would be randomly erased each day, so Wen Chu couldn't figure out what Lu Ming currently remembered or forgot.

As she ate the fried egg on her plate, she tentatively asked, "You lost yesterday, and you had to grant me a request, right?"

The man used a knife and fork to cut a slice of ham and put it in his mouth. He glanced at her and said, "I'm not senile. I won't go back on my word. You don't need to remind me repeatedly."

Oh, I remember that.

"You haven't forgotten that I'd be allowed to participate if I beat the technicians you selected, have you?"

"I forgot. When did I say that?" The man's tone was flat.

"Ah??? You can't forget this!" Wen Chu exclaimed in shock, almost slamming her fist on the table and standing up.

Lu Ming stared intently at Wen Chu for a while, trying to get a clearer look at her foolish, convinced expression. Why did he feel that this woman's intelligence fluctuated so much?

He didn't explain after reading it, he seemed to roll his eyes slightly, and then lowered his head to eat: "Can you eat quietly?"

Wen Chu was about to say something when she suddenly realized, oh, this guy was teasing her.

She retorted irritably, but once she felt a little better, she added, "You can't leak the questions to your employees privately. Otherwise, I'll hurl insults at you."

Lu Ming glanced at the plate and chuckled, his tone full of contempt: "Only you could do something so stupid and wicked."

"You're the stupid one! I'll show you how smart I am tomorrow!"

Lu Ming then squeezed out two sounds from his throat in a very irritating way: "Hehe."

This guy is asking for it!

After eating and drinking her fill, Wen Chu was in a good mood again. She skipped and hopped out the door. The morning air was fresh and the temperature was just right. She squatted down, picked up a cluster of blue flowers that were blooming profusely in the front yard, and smelled them, only to find that they had no scent.

"What's the name of this flower? It doesn't smell at all."

Lu Ming stood on the threshold and glanced at her like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world before. "It's a very common blue snowflake."

"Oh." She looked at the cluster of white petals next to her, smelled it, and her eyes lit up: "I know this one, isn't it jasmine? It smells so good!"

Lu Ming lowered his eyes and stepped down two steps, praising, "Very good, your common sense is not so lacking as to be alarming."

Wen Chu pursed her lips speechlessly, stood up, quickly followed the person out the door, and said matter-of-factly, "Take me to the company."

Lu Ming frowned slightly: "Why didn't you say so earlier if you wanted me to take you? If I had taken you, I would have been late."

"You're the boss, so what if you're late?"

"How can you win people's hearts if you don't set an example?"

Wen Chu stood with her hands on her hips in front of the car door: "Don't worry, the whole company knows you're in a relationship now. If you're a little late occasionally to drop off your girlfriend, everyone will understand."

"...and they don't know why I was late."

"Then tell them to put up a notice on your office door: The reason I was late this morning is that I was taking my girlfriend to work."

"Crazy." Lu Ming walked to the car, pushed him aside, opened the driver's door, got in, and then said, "Get in."

"Great!"

Wen Chu leaned against the car window, looking out. The car was quiet, and it was boring with no one talking. So she started acting up again: "Tell me, after we break up, will you still drive me to work?"

"Obviously not."

"Oh, it's so heartbreaking. Love is like a tornado, it comes and goes quickly."

Lu Ming narrowed his eyes in disdain: "I can't hear a trace of heartache in your tone."

"You don't understand, my sadness is hidden deep in my heart, unseen by outsiders." Wen Chu "weakly" wiped away two non-existent tears.

Lu Ming was somewhat impressed. How could this person be such a good actor? He continued to clarify the boundaries: "What's fake can never become real. It's wise for you to prepare yourself mentally as soon as possible. I don't want things to look too bad later."

Upon hearing this, Wen Chu immediately withdrew her pitiful and exaggerated expression, gave a dry "oh," and then ignored him.

The car fell silent again.

As Lu Ming drove, he glanced at the person in the passenger seat out of the corner of his eye. The girl was propping her head up with her hand, looking down at her phone with a blank expression, as if she had been deeply hurt by his words.

He pursed his lips and tightened his grip on the steering wheel, momentarily wondering if he had been too blunt.

But words spoken are like water spilled; they cannot be taken back.

He can't take it back.

A short, sharp pain is worse than a long, drawn-out one; being ruthless is better than dragging things out.

Lu Ming was trying to convince himself, but in reality—Wen Chu was reading about the psychology of love.

The post reads: Don't reveal all your emotions to the other person. Maintain a degree of mystery and silence to pique their curiosity and make them spend more time trying to guess your state of mind. Making someone you like curious about you is the first step to making them like you back.

She learned it and immediately put it into practice; one second she was laughing loudly, and the next she was putting it away.

She needs to maintain a sense of mystery.

That makes perfect sense.

When they arrived at the company entrance, Wen Chu quietly opened the door and got out of the car. She stood outside, smiled calmly at the man, said thank you, and then turned and left.

Lu Ming looked at the girl's back and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just stood there for a while before turning the car around and leaving.

He cannot give people hope, and he cannot be soft-hearted!

Early Friday morning, Wen Chu went to Baiyue in Lu Ming's car. As expected, she had slept at his house the night before.

"Let me make this clear beforehand: if you lose, don't come begging to me. I won't give you another chance," Lu Ming said before entering the building.

"Okay, the worst that can happen is death." Wen Chu said calmly, looking at the logo on the top floor of Baiyue, as if she would be the one standing on the top floor if she failed.

Lu Ming looked utterly astonished: "You..."

Seeing that the man actually believed it, Wen Chu couldn't help but laugh out loud, patting his shoulder: "Just kidding, don't you understand my humor!"

"...Wen Chu."

"what?"

"Are you sure you're a normal person?" Lu Ming finally couldn't take it anymore and asked the soul-searching question. He had indeed been driven almost crazy by the other party's unpredictable mood swings since yesterday.

One moment she'd be laughing heartily with him, looking carefree and optimistic, and the next she'd be expressionless, head down, lost in thought, as if she'd suffered some kind of blow and lost hope in life. But he really didn't say anything harsh.

This kept him up all night; he racked his brains but couldn't figure out what was wrong with this person.

What exactly triggered this?

His eyes were filled with sorrow, and there was a faint bluish tinge under his eyes. He noticed that the woman's bright eyes had dimmed again, and he said sadly, "I'm not like that. Actually, I have a mental illness, which no one else knows."

Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, almost believing it. Just as he was about to ask what kind of illness it was, Wen Chu looked at him expectantly and said, "I have lovesickness, I can't breathe if I can't see you."

"………………" Lu Ming felt like he had been hit hard, and he was completely speechless. He wondered if stupidity was contagious; he felt like he was becoming stupid too after spending so much time with this woman.

Wen Chu had been scrolling through too many posts these past few days, and her sweet talk came out of nowhere. After she finished speaking, she felt it was greasy and funny, clutching her stomach and laughing for a long time with her hand on Lu Ming's shoulder, "Sorry, I disgusted myself too, ha... hahahahaha."

Lu Ming angrily slapped her hand away and strode into the company.

On the way here, he was worried the other person would be nervous, but now it seems there's no need to worry at all; this person has absolutely no sense of nervousness. He needs to reduce how often he talks to this fool.

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Author's note: I changed to a rather rustic name...

Wen Chu: I need to act profound, I need to keep my emotions hidden.

Lu Ming: Is this woman crazy? (anxious)