Chapter 25 reveals: Do you know personal trainer Xiao Z?

Shu Run has never met her boyfriend's mother.

I only heard Liang Chaoluo say that his mother was an artist, very elegant, but rather domineering.

His mother is the one with the most say in the family.

From these descriptions, Shurun ​​imagined a dignified and authoritative noblewoman from a wealthy family.

Although Liang Chaoluo never explicitly expressed his family's attitude to her, Shu Run could sense from some of his reactions that his family didn't really accept her.

After all, the gap between the two families is significant, and if they do get married in the future, her relationship with her future mother-in-law will be quite difficult.

Zhuang Fuyao is a new friend she made this year. She comforts her when she's feeling down, stays up all night chatting, playing games, and drinking with her...

Although they've only known each other for a few months, they're already her best friends besides Song Qing.

So she never imagined that the two were actually the same person.

—He was actually my ex-husband's older brother's child, who was later adopted by my ex-husband and me.

Shu Run remembered Zhuang Fuyao's words, but she never expected that the "child" in the words was actually Liang Chaoluo.

Her feelings are very complicated right now, and she can't quite put her finger on it.

……

Liang Chaoluo subtly glanced at the man next to Shu Run, still somewhat resentful.

He pulled Ms. Zhuang aside and whispered something to her.

"Mom, so you came here with Shurun... Who is that guy?" He spoke in a tone that was both aggrieved and pitiful. "I'm your son, you can't side with someone else and steal my girlfriend away."

Zhuang Fuyao asked, somewhat amused, "Are you talking about that boy from earlier?"

"…..Um"

She couldn't help but chuckle, "This is my best friend's younger brother, what are you thinking!"

Liang Chaoluo said dejectedly, "Someone showed me some photos of Shu Run and that boy on the street late at night, and they ended up getting into the same car."

"Who showed it to you?" Zhuang Fuyao asked. "Yi Han?"

Liang Chaoluo didn't dare to hide it from Ms. Zhuang and nodded.

really.

Zhuang Fuyao was speechless. She tapped Liang Chaoluo on the head, thinking he had really listened to slander.

After I finished typing, I felt a slight sense of regret, realizing my mistake too late.

As a child, Liang Chaoluo was extremely mischievous. If he wasn't disciplined for three days, he would climb onto the roof and tear off the tiles. Pulling ears and hitting his head with his finger bones were common occurrences.

Of course, it won't be very strong; its main purpose is to serve as a deterrent.

She was used to treating Liang Chaoluo this way when he was a child, but forgot that he was now a twenty-two-year-old adult.

“The last time the four of us came out together, I drove Song Qing home because it was on my way. I was worried that it wouldn’t be safe for Beiguo to go home alone, so I asked Cheng Fan to drive her. That was the first time they met.”

She glared at him with a look of utter disappointment. He'd picked the wrong person to be his rival. The one he should really be wary of was Jing Song. What did he have to do with Cheng Fan?

In the original storyline, Jing Song's love was unrequited, but with her involvement, who knows if things will change due to the butterfly effect.

"oh--"

When Ms. Zhuang tapped him on the head, a smile involuntarily crept onto Liang Chaoluo's lips.

When he was a child, he would often be scolded and have his ears pulled by Ms. Zhuang when he made mistakes. Later, as he grew up, Ms. Zhuang stopped scolding and hitting him as much.

They were no longer close friends who could talk about anything, but rather a strict mother and an obedient son.

Sometimes, he even missed being beaten by Ms. Zhuang...

My mood, which had just started to improve, plummeted again when I thought of that personal trainer, Xiao Z.

Perhaps we've mistaken someone for someone else today, but the fact that personal trainer Xiao Z, a close gaming friend of Shu Run, is a real person is undeniable.

Zhuang Fuyao: "I met Shu Run a few months ago. We got along very well. I used to call her Bagel. I only found out today that she is my future daughter-in-law."

She said irritably, "But if you don't cherish her, it's not certain whether she'll become my future daughter-in-law."

Hearing that it might not be true, Liang Chaoluo felt a little frustrated, but then he suddenly perked up and said, "Mom, my dearest mother, I have something to ask you."

Zhuang Fuyao narrowed her eyes: "Speak."

Do you know personal trainer Xiao Z?

Her eyelids twitched. "What's wrong?"

Liang Chaoluo paused for a moment to think it over.

Although he felt that Ms. Zhuang would definitely side with him, he still wanted to confirm, "If someone were to pursue Shu Run and try to steal her away from me, whose side would you take, mine or someone else's?"

"You," Zhuang Fuyao said expressionlessly.

But if it's personal trainer Xiao Z, she'll side with personal trainer Xiao Z.

With Ms. Zhuang backing him up, Liang Chaoluo's desire to scold his personal trainer, Xiao Z, reached its peak.

He gritted his teeth and said, "That bastard is trying to woo Shu Run online, trying to steal her away and cheat on me."

"I can't believe it."

Zhuang Fuyao feigned surprise, then asked casually, "Did you also report him?"

Liang Chaoluo replied matter-of-factly, "Yes."

The culprit has been identified.

Zhuang Fuyao took a deep breath, still remembering the frustration of being reported on the last day of the season.

She didn't care whether the person in front of her was twenty-two or six years old, and angrily grabbed his ear, "So it was you, the bastard who reported me!"

Not far away, Song Qing stared in disbelief at the commotion.

From the moment she met Liang Chaoluo, her impression of him was that of a high-and-mighty young master from a wealthy family, who was usually arrogant and cool, and rarely smiled.

He's only a little approachable when Shu Run is around.

Sister Zhuang is indeed Sister Zhuang... such a natural suppression!

"Mom...it hurts!"

Although Liang Chaoluo missed the way Ms. Zhuang had treated him so roughly, he was still somewhat concerned about his image, knowing that Shu Run was watching from the side.

After Ms. Zhuang released him, he covered his ears and said incredulously, "You're personal trainer Xiao Z?"

But that simple line drawing of abs...

He smiled at Ms. Zhuang, but the smile looked sinister no matter how you looked at it.

"It's me, is there a problem?"

Liang Chaolu swallowed hard. "No...no problem at all!"

He just felt that this was so unlike Ms. Zhuang's style, but Ms. Zhuang would never lie to him.

Moreover, the connection between Xiao Z and Xiao Zhuang is indeed traceable.

He scratched his head in despair. Who would have thought that his girlfriend's lover was actually his mother!

He had truly misunderstood Shu Run.

He looked towards Shu Run, gave her a fawning smile, and was about to go over and coax her.

Shu Run looked away and walked outside, clearly angry. Liang Chaoluo quickly followed after her...

-

After this blunder, the group chat was quiet for two days, with no one saying a word.

This can't go on. Zhuang Fuyao felt she needed to find some time to talk to Bagel.

On Friday night, she brought milk tea and braised food to Shurun's place.

Seeing Zhuang Fuyao through the peephole, Shu Run paused for a moment, then opened the door, his eyes darting around unnaturally. "Come in."

Zhuang Fuyao changed her shoes and sat down next to her. "What's wrong? Are you angry with me?"

Shu Run pursed her lips, shook her head, and awkwardly smoothed her hair.

I'm not angry, and there's nothing to be angry about.

She could tell from Zhuang Fuyao's reaction that neither of them knew the other's identity before that day.

She just hasn't fully accepted it yet, and doesn't know how to face the fact that her best friend has become her boyfriend's mother.

That night, after she left, Liang Chaoluo immediately chased after her. She was initially a little angry, feeling that he had shown hostility towards other boys without even knowing the facts.

But Liang Chaoluo's attitude in admitting his mistake was exceptionally good, even downright humble, something he had never done before.

After hearing his reasons for doing so, Shu Run was both amused and exasperated.

This is the first time I've ever seen someone treat their own mother as a potential enemy.

But when she thought of Zhuang Fuyao's profile picture and ID, she felt that it was quite normal to be misunderstood.

Putting yourself in her shoes, if Liang Chaoluo had a gaming partner like that, she would definitely have the same thoughts.

The two opened up about their past grievances, addressed them properly, and finally reconciled.

The difference is that Shu Run hasn't figured out how to face Zhuang Fuyao yet.

She has a somewhat escapist personality; when she encounters something like this, she just wants to hide.

Zhuang Fuyao laughed and said, "Is it because you feel embarrassed after complaining about Liang Chaoluo to me so much?"

Upon hearing this, Shu Run blushed deeply, her face turning as red as if painted with pink clouds.

Zhuang Fuyao found it extremely cute and couldn't help but give it a light pinch. "What's wrong with that? Didn't I just tell you that I wanted to get back together with Liang Chaoluo's dad? This is our secret, we'll keep it from each other and not tell anyone."

She recalled the pain of being reported, "And that Liang Chaoluo really deserves to be scolded!"

Shu Run burst out laughing at the thought of that scene, and her previous frustration and depression vanished in an instant.

Zhuang Fuyao: "Anyway, we each have our own issues. I am Liang Chaoluo's mother and also your good friend."

Shu Run smiled and said, "Okay."

After they started chatting, they regained their previous closeness and even took photos of the milk tea and braised food on the table and shared them in the group chat.

Song Qing, who had also been lurking online for several days, replied instantly: 【Oh, you guys, eating alone behind my back and having your own private time!!!】

Song Qing: [Where is morality? Where is the bottom line? Where is the address?]

Shurun: [My family [grinning]]

Song Qing: [Wait for me for twenty minutes!! Ahhh, leave me some sausages and chicken feet!]

Song Qing: [I want duck neck too!]

-

A while ago, Zhuang Fuyao visited Teacher Yu.

When she was in college, Professor Yu was the vice dean of the School of Arts at Jiangnan University. In the sixteen years since, he has risen to the position of vice president of Jiangnan University.

She asked Professor Yu to act as a go-between, hoping to establish a platform to provide internships for students from the School of Arts and the School of Humanities.

Saving costs is secondary; what she's really looking forward to is the sparks that will fly between college students and a restaurant with a traditional Chinese style.

Art students create art, dance and music students are responsible for music and dance performances, and students from the School of Literature can compete for the title of "top scholar" in the traditional Chinese restaurant.

Working experience at a traditional Chinese restaurant can be considered an internship, and she will provide a corresponding salary, so students who want internship experience or part-time work can come here.

Jiangnan University has always encouraged such university-enterprise cooperation projects, so the approval process was very quick.

In the past two days, Zhuang Fuyao received a reply email from Jiangda University regarding the establishment of a branch campus.

The traditional Chinese restaurant can advertise and recruit at designated locations on campus, but there is a limit on the number of people allowed; only three people can come.

Therefore, Zhuang Fuyao brought Cheng Fan and Song Qing, who was still on vacation.

I don't know if it was because the school had given prior notice or because she offered a higher salary, but a lot of students came to inquire about her.

They received many resumes, both paper and electronic.

After a long day of work, I'm exhausted, drenched in sweat, and have drunk several bottles of ice water.

Cheng Fan had an upset stomach, perhaps from drinking too much ice water, so Zhuang Fuyao told him to go back and rest.

Under the sunshade tent, she and Song Qing each had a small fan blowing on them. They had initially worn makeup, but later removed it to feel refreshed.

Song Qing joked about herself, "When I hadn't removed my makeup, I could still run into a few fans, but now that I've removed my makeup, no one recognizes me."

"That's because you usually wear heavy stage makeup when you perform," Zhuang Fuyao said. "I was also surprised when I first saw you without makeup. How could someone be so cool when wearing makeup and so aloof when without it?"

Song Qing has a typical delicate face with single eyelids, an oval face, not very big eyes, thin lips, and a few freckles. When she doesn't style her hair, her long, straight black hair combined with her face gives her a cool and aloof beauty vibe.

Once Song Qing puts on makeup, she becomes a completely different person. She exudes a hot and arrogant vibe.

"Sister, you're so good at praising people." Song Qing smiled and nudged her shoulder. "My mom says my face looks bland, but you call it aloof. I never thought I could become aloof beauty one day."

"You've always been a cool and aloof beauty." Although Zhuang Fuyao was sweet-talking, she wouldn't fabricate anything. She playfully nudged Song Qing's head, which was resting on her shoulder, with a hint of disgust. "It's so hot!"

"I want to lean on you!" Song Qing reached out and wrapped her arms around Zhuang Fuyao. "I'll stick to you to death!"

But after wearing the patch for a while, Song Qing also felt hot. She had to let go, saying, "It's already autumn, why is it still so hot?"

Zhuang Fuyao laughed at her, "I told you not to sit next to me."

Song Qing pouted, "Just you wait!!!"

By noon, many students had gone for their lunch break, and there were few people passing by.

They planned to put their things away first and then rest in the car for a while.

The bulletin board and sound system were borrowed from the school, and since they weren't there, it would be best to return them first.

The two of them carried the advertising board together, their clothes almost soaked with sweat.

Song Qing was panting heavily from exhaustion, complaining about the school, "I just don't understand why a perfectly good university has to do this entry and exit registration. It's like my high school with its closed management system. If they didn't have this registration, we could have called a few more people to help."

Zhuang Fuyao recalled a news report she had seen recently, "It seems that the area has become unsafe recently, with some extremists seeking revenge against society randomly stabbing people with pinholes. The school probably had to implement personnel control measures because they were worried about something happening to the students."

"Ah." Song Qing got goosebumps. "There are all kinds of people in society, so we really have to be careful."

After this trip, they'll probably have to go back two more times. It's so troublesome that they don't even want to go back to the car to rest.

It was really too much effort for two people to move it.

Zhuang Fuyao suddenly remembered Liang Huaixu. Today is Monday, and he seems to be in school too.

She sent him a message asking if he had left.

Liang Huaixu: [Not yet, having dinner with Lao He.]

I remember that she didn't know Lao He back then.

Liang Huaixu explained: "[A male colleague of mine with whom I have a good relationship.]"

Liang Huaixu: [What is it?]

Zhuang Fuyao: [We're doing a promotional event at Jiangda University today. If you're free, could you help me move some things?]

Liang Huaixu: [Okay, send me the address.]

Liang Huaixu: [Have you finished eating? Do you want me to bring you some food?]

Zhuang Fuyao asked Song Qing, "Qingbao, do you have an appetite right now?"

Song Qing: "Yes! I can eat a whole cow right now."

Zhuang Fuyao smiled and replied to Liang Huaixu: 【Bring two meals.】

Upon seeing the message, Liang Huaixu sped up his eating and then went to the cafeteria window to pack two meals.

"No cilantro, please."

When He Zongqin returned from the restroom, he saw Lao Liang carrying two takeout meals. He was taken aback and asked, "Who are these for?"

"Two friends." Liang Huaixu glanced at his watch. "I'm leaving now."

He Zong asked instinctively, "Which two friends?"

Liang Huaixu did not answer.

He Zongqin thought to himself that there was no one in Jiangda he didn't know, and there must be something going on with Lao Liang's behavior.

His curiosity got the better of him, and he forgot all about eating, quickly following after him, calling out, "Old Liang—wait for me!"

Liang Huaixu gave him a cold glance. "Why are you following me?"

"Since I have nothing else to do, I'll go meet your two friends," He Zongqin said with a smile. "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Liang Huaixu thought about it and realized that there really was physical work involved in moving things.

He replied, "Then let's go."