Chapter 39: I stumbled upon them chatting for a full five minutes.

At three in the morning, Zhuang Fuyao suddenly sat up.

She touched her slightly flushed face, the shimmering light in her eyes still lingering.

I don't remember the details of the dream very clearly, only the general idea. It seemed like she did something particularly outrageous that angered Liang Huaixu. This usually upright and virtuous gentleman suddenly turned evil, locked her in a dark room, and forced himself on her...

The most outrageous thing is that she actually enjoyed it in her dream!!!

...

There's a reason why Zhuang Fuyao has been having these kinds of dreams so frequently lately.

During the four years she dated Liang Huaixu, he was incredibly self-disciplined and respectful; their relationship was as innocent as that of close brothers who would pat each other on the shoulder.

They never even skirted the line.

Their first real intimate encounter was on the night they got their marriage certificate, after they had already graduated from university. Not long after her first experience with love, her soul traveled to sixteen years later.

If she hadn't tried this before, it wouldn't be a big deal, but she had just tasted the sweetness of it, and with male beauty all around her, she could only look but not touch, so it was inevitable that she would become a little restless and confused.

The sticky feeling between her legs made her very uncomfortable. Zhuang Fuyao got up, took off her wet underwear from under her nightgown, and went to the bathroom to wash it.

Halfway through washing, she noticed something was wrong.

The way the bow is tied is slightly different.

She bought three pairs of purple bow-tie panties, each with a different bow tie.

She remembered that she had never worn the one in her hand.

When did you get confused?

But that shouldn't be the case. She always stores her worn underwear and unworn underwear separately, even when she takes them on trips... Wait, trips?

Could it be that she took it out and wore it when she had a fever, but she doesn't remember?

Zhuang Fuyao was too sleepy to think about it anymore. She yawned and went back to sleep.

The next day, she went to the restaurant to work for a while in the morning, and then arranged to rehearse with Zhao Zilin around 4 p.m.

“Sister Fuyao, I think you’re quite talented,” Zhao Zilin said during a break.

Zhuang Fuyao thought he was just being polite, so she smiled back politely.

“I’m serious,” Zhao Zilin said. “A friend asked me to film a web series before. In order to present a good effect, I specifically took acting classes and read a lot of basic theory. I knew that someone like you really has talent.”

If he were ten years younger, he could have entered the entertainment industry, but Zhao Zilin didn't say that.

He praised her sincerely. Being praised always makes one happy, and Zhuang Fuyao's smile widened even more. "It's probably because she used to perform at school often, which honed her acting skills."

Sometimes when the school rehearsed plays, Ms. Ji would personally guide her. From Ms. Ji's reactions, Zhuang Fuyao could also feel that she had inherited some of Ms. Ji's acting talent in this regard.

However, Ms. Ji never intended for her to enter the entertainment industry. Instead, when she was young, she sent her to Emei Mountain to learn martial arts.

This experience also made Zhuang Fuyao exceptionally good at fighting. Throughout her school years, no one dared to mess with her.

During the past few days of rehearsals, Zhao Zilin often brought her coffee or other snacks. Combined with what they talked about when he added her on social media that day, Zhuang Fuyao roughly understood what he meant.

But she didn't have that idea.

So during rehearsals, she tried to avoid talking to him about personal matters as much as possible, and spent most of her time discussing how to act and how to portray the character's personality and emotional changes.

Aside from that, Zhao Zilin is a really good person. He's popular and quickly became friends with everyone at the restaurant. He's also very caring, has good manners, and is responsible.

Although the two parties were only equal partners, he was always the first to rush to the scene when the restaurant encountered emergencies on two separate occasions. Cheng Fan sometimes joked that Brother Lin should just get a salary from the restaurant.

All things considered, if Zhao Zilin doesn't have any other feelings for her, Zhuang Fuyao would be quite happy to be friends with him.

Fortunately, his feelings for her were probably very weak.

Since they only met once at a bar, he probably developed a liking for her because she was pretty. This kind of fleeting attraction is actually very superficial, and it will quickly fade away as time goes by or when he realizes that there is no possibility between them.

To expedite this process and to foster a longer-lasting partnership.

Zhuang Fuyao subtly emphasized her age quite a bit, "When I was in high school, my teachers said that I was interested in everything except studying, so every year when there were any performances at school, my homeroom teacher would recommend me to participate, either to perform on the show or to host..."

"But that was more than twenty years ago." She joked, "Twenty years ago, you weren't even born yet, were you?"

Zhao Zilin suddenly paused, and after a long pause, he said, "Sister Fuyao, I'm not as young as you think... I'm already 29 years old this year."

"That's about right. You were only a few years old back then. I'm thirty-eight this year, and you're still like a child in my eyes."

"..."

Zhao Zilin felt a lump in his throat, and his face turned somewhat ugly.

Before today, his friends and former teachers all praised him as a promising young talent.

But at this moment, Zhao Zilin inexplicably disliked his youth; he wished he were a few years more mature.

Even if she's only a few years old, she shouldn't treat her like a child.

Hurt by the comment "just like a child," Zhao Zilin became much quieter during subsequent rehearsals.

At this moment, Cheng Fan knocked on the door and brought over some fruit. After exchanging a few jokes with Zhao Zilin, he came over to Zhuang Fuyao and said, "Sister Fuyao, I might have to go home early today. My mom said she's feeling a bit dizzy, so I need to go back and check on her." "Then hurry back, it's getting late." Zhuang Fuyao frowned, a little worried. "If you need anything, just let me know."

Cheng Fan smiled and said, "Okay."

After he left, Zhuang Fuyao sighed. She felt that Cheng Fan was really working too hard. In fact, she didn't ask to work overtime at all. He asked to stay on his own initiative, saying that the opening was imminent and she had to rehearse. He was worried about not keeping an eye on things.

It's already nine o'clock. If it were anyone else, they would have gone home by now. Unlike him, he even came over to let us know.

She increasingly felt that bringing Cheng Fan out of Zou City was the right choice. He had an exceptionally strong learning ability and was hardworking; taking advantage of his youth to make a name for himself was the best path for him.

After this little incident, they continued rehearsing.

Zhuang Fuyao is very meticulous in her work and works very hard when rehearsing. Before she knows it, it's past 10 p.m.

She glanced at the time and said, "You've had a hard day. Go home now."

Zhao Zilin agreed.

After leaving the rehearsal room, Zhuang Fuyao opened a ride-hailing app.

She owns two cars; she drives one herself, and she lent the other to Cheng Fan. Today, her own car was restricted from certain driving conditions, so she didn't drive it over, and Cheng Fan had already left. She had no choice but to take a taxi home.

"Sister Fuyao?"

When Zhao Zilin drove out, he saw her standing by the roadside, still standing there. He rolled down the window and asked, "Didn't you drive today? Let me give you a ride."

Zhuang Fuyao hesitated for a moment.

Zhao Zilin said, "It's so late, it's probably not easy to get a taxi. Besides, it's not safe for you to go back alone."

Zhuang Fuyao glanced at her phone screen, which showed that there were 57 passengers ahead of her in line...

"Thank you for your help."

"No trouble at all." Zhao Zilin smiled warmly, got out of the car, and opened the passenger door for her.

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During Zhuang Fuyao's busy period, Liang Huaixu also focused more on his work.

For a workaholic, there's always something to do as long as they want to work.

For example, after learning in advance that Zhuang Fuyao would be busy until very late today, he arranged to work overtime and made up for the social activities he had missed before.

Several of his close business partners joked that this busy man had finally found time to get together with everyone.

……

Compared to the period before, Liang Huaixu is now much calmer and no longer has any wild thoughts.

Knowing that she has been busy with work lately, it is perfectly normal for her to be lacking in energy when she gets home.

Thinking back to his sensitivity a while ago, he couldn't help but laugh at himself.

They're almost forty, yet they act like young lovers, overthinking things the moment their partner's attitude changes slightly.

He smiled and shook his head.

Ahead, Master Peng glanced at the rearview mirror and, seeing the radiant smile on General Manager Liang's face, couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Sure enough, the success of these big bosses is not without reason. They leave for work so early and work overtime until so late, yet they are still in such good condition. I envy their boundless energy.

Master Peng used to be a driver for other bosses. Many of them looked well-dressed, but their private lives were actually very decadent. They would curse their competitors behind their backs, complain about their wives and children, and secretly flirt with their lovers in the car.

It can be said that the driver is the person who is most likely to come into contact with the boss's true character. After seeing so many of the boss's dark sides, he felt that President Liang was truly a gentleman who was consistent inside and out.

Aside from work, it's all about work; her private life is also extremely simple.

He rarely gives rides to women in the car he drives now. The few times he has done so were when Boss Liang asked him to pick someone up, and Boss Liang himself wasn't in the car.

The only exception is Miss Zhuang.

He didn't know Miss Zhuang's identity, but judging from the fact that Miss Zhuang lived in Boya Bay, she must be some kind of relative of President Liang's family.

Just as he was thinking this, he saw Miss Zhuang get out of a car.

He called out to Mr. Liang, "This seems to be Miss Zhuang."

"Where?" Liang Huaixu looked up at the car window in a good mood.

"Over there," Master Peng pointed.

Liang Huaixu looked in that direction and saw a boy get off the bus.

They weren't actually home yet, but Zhuang Fuyao got out of the car early and started talking to the man across from her with a smile.

There were only a few streetlights along the roadside, so he couldn't see the man's face clearly, but judging from his build and clothing, he shouldn't be very old.

He's very thin, and from a distance, he even looks somewhat like him when he was younger...

Liang Huaixu's eyes darkened, and he instructed Master Peng to temporarily stop the car here, emphasizing, "Turn off the engine as well."

Thus, the car, without any lights on, blended into the night and was hidden on the roadside not far from Zhuang Fuyao.

Liang Huaixu narrowed his eyes and casually fiddled with the watch on his wrist.

Only after the boy drove away and Zhuang Fuyao walked home did his expression change.

Liang Huaixu glanced down at the time: five minutes.

They chatted for a full five minutes.