Chapter 43 Contest (Second Update) She bit his lip fiercely...

Zhao Zilin is Zhao Guoming's second son.

Liang Huaixu thought back for a moment and realized that there seemed to be such a person.

In his youth, Zhao Guoming was a playboy who had many affairs, had numerous mistresses, and fathered a bunch of illegitimate children. But a couple of years ago, he suddenly acknowledged one of his illegitimate children and even held a banquet for him.

This is also the only illegitimate child who returned to the Zhao family to acknowledge his ancestors.

Liang Huaixu said calmly, "Let him come over."

A few minutes later, Aunt Yuan led the person in.

This was Zhao Zilin's first time meeting Liang Huaixu. He had previously only known that the other party was of high status and someone even his father had to curry favor with, but now, he regarded Liang Huaixu more as a rival.

"Uncle Liang."

Liang Huaixu responded and slowly sized up the man before him. His eyebrows and eyes did indeed resemble Zhao Guoming's by seven or eight points. His face shape was smoother than Zhao Guoming's, and his features were more restrained. When he had no expression, he exuded a sense of aloofness. But when he smiled, he was very sunny, with a kind of innocent and pure feeling.

Upon closer inspection, one can see a striking resemblance between his demeanor and that of a young man.

He casually mentioned, "I heard from Fufu before that she was rehearsing a small theater to promote a restaurant with her partner. I didn't expect it to be a child from the Zhao family."

“Yes, Uncle Liang.” Zhao Zilin nodded politely. “I only found out today that Sister Fuyao and you have this connection.”

Liang Huaixu: "I have a good relationship with your father. Fufu is my ex-wife. According to seniority, you should call her aunt."

Zhao Zilin paused for two seconds, then said, "You and Sister Fuyao are already divorced. She's only nine years older than me, so it's not wrong for you to call her Sister Fuyao."

This kid has some guts; his tone sounds gentle, but his meaning is sharp and confrontational. He not only knows they're nine years apart, but he also knows they're divorced.

Liang Huaixu wore a gentle smile, but it didn't reach his eyes. He adjusted his cufflinks slightly and said cryptically, "Xiao Zhao, what are you thinking?"

...

Zhao Zilin was stunned for a moment.

He had prepared himself mentally before coming, thinking that someone of Liang Huaixu's status wouldn't openly say anything to a junior like him. As long as he didn't admit anything, it would be fine to provoke him with sweet words but veiled sarcasm.

Having come this far from being a child born to a mistress, his biggest lesson is that you have to fight for what you deserve. As long as Sister Fuyao hasn't remarried, he still has a chance.

He is not someone who gives up easily; pressure only makes him more motivated.

But he didn't expect Liang Huaixu to ask directly, and he cursed inwardly as a cunning old fox.

On the surface, it was a show of kindness towards the younger generation, but underneath, it was exerting pressure. Under this intimidating influence, Zhao Zilin's nervousness was natural. He really wanted to tell Liang Huaixu, "Let's compete fairly."

However, the consequences of doing so would probably be unbearable for him.

Given Liang Huaixu's status and position, he could easily bring Zhao Zilin down with just a few words. Moreover, his elder brother was watching him closely. After working hard for so many years, Zhao Zilin didn't want to be reduced to his original state after today.

After a long pause, he forced a smile and said, "You're right. According to seniority, I should indeed call President Zhuang 'Auntie'."

Liang Huaixu nodded slightly. "I've heard your father say before that you're a sensible child, very measured in your actions, and know what you can and can't do. Xiao Zhao, do you understand what I mean?"

In the unheated room, Zhao Zilin broke out in a light sweat from those few words. When Liang Huaixu really wanted to intimidate someone, his power was so overwhelming that it was hard to breathe. Zhao Zilin nodded under pressure, "I understand, Uncle Liang."

Liang Huaixu glanced at him and chuckled casually, "I just want to have a chat with you, don't be nervous. I'm playing golf with your father in a few days, you can come too."

Zhao Zilin understood the deeper meaning behind those words.

He forced a smile and replied, "Okay."

...

After the kitchen was ready, Aunt Yuan invited the staff to come and eat.

Needless to say, the dinner was lavish. What surprised Yan Yu even more was how approachable the big boss was, and how his every move exuded a sense of credibility.

Even after the meal, everyone was still very excited, praising General Manager Liang endlessly, with some even exaggerating and saying that General Manager Liang would be their idol from now on.

Zhao Zilin remained silent throughout, his fists clenched, his knuckles bleeding from the blows he had just used to smash the tree.

However, his gaze remained steadfast.

-

After finishing her work at the restaurant, Zhuang Fuyao had some free time and saw Yan Yu's post on WeChat Moments: "[Thanks to President Zhuang, I had dinner with CEO Changting [grinning face]"

She hadn't expected Liang Huaixu to invite them to dinner. She clicked on the larger image and saw Zhao Zilin sitting next to Liang Huaixu, both of them with faint smiles on their faces, looking like they were getting along very well.

In short, there was no indication that Liang Huaixu was jealous.

The photo reignited her pent-up frustration, which had almost dissipated, and it seemed to be escalating. She messaged Huang Jiayu, inviting him out for drinks.

An hour later at the bar, Huang Jiayu asked curiously, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's all because of Liang Huaixu, he really makes me so angry." She asked the bartender to make her a strong drink, and, emboldened by the alcohol, told her cousin about Liang Huaixu secretly looking at her Weibo and his indifference to her probing today. "I can't figure out what he's thinking anymore."

"Sister, please help me think of a solution."

Given her cousin's undiminished luck with men over the years, Zhuang Fuyao trusted the advice the other woman gave her.

Take, for example, the incident where she stayed at a guesthouse last time. Although the process was a bit convoluted, it still helped her and Liang Huaixu make a breakthrough in their relationship.

Huang Jiayu smiled and patted his sister's head, "You're too caught up in the situation to see things clearly."

Zhuang Fuyao looked up blankly. "What do you mean?"

"Based on Liang Huaixu's many years of experience as my brother-in-law and my many years of experience judging men, I bet you he's absolutely jealous inside, but he's just pretending to be calm on the surface," Huang Jiayu said with some surprise. "With his personality, do you believe that he would do something like spying on your Weibo? If you go back tonight and sleep with him, he'll half-heartedly agree."

That's a bit too crude.

Zhuang Fuyao nearly choked, "Isn't this too fast..."

"Is it fast? We're both in our thirties, what's the big deal? Don't overthink it, just ask yourself if you want it." Huang Jiayu curled his lips and whispered in her ear, "Let me tell you..."

……

After she finished drinking and went home, Liang Huaixu came to pick her up.

Zhuang Fuyao sat in the passenger seat, her mind agitated. Her mind was filled with the method her cousin had just told her, which was no less than a restricted novel, yet she was inexplicably itchy and somewhat tempted to try it.

She had already been drinking, and this heightened her emotions, making her breath hot. She opened the window a little to let in some fresh air and distract herself.

As she cleared her mind, she suddenly remembered that Ms. Ji had mentioned finding her a house yesterday—a three-story villa near the restaurant. The owner was going abroad and urgently needed to sell, and seeing the reasonable price, Ms. Ji bought it immediately. Now that it was her own house, it would be a shame not to move in.

Zhuang Fuyao planned to move to the villa for a while, and once she had settled things with Ms. Ji, she would sneak back to Boya Bay.

She yawned and brought up the topic, "By the way, I might be moving out in a few days."

Liang Huaixu tightened his grip on the steering wheel. "Why so suddenly?"

This was the second time he had heard Zhuang Fuyao say she wanted to move out. The first time was because she misunderstood that he had a girlfriend, but what was the reason for the second time?

Is it because you think it will be easier to get along with Zhao Zilin after moving out?

His eyes were dark and unfathomable, his voice weak and somewhat hoarse, almost tacitly agreeing with the answer, "Are you sure?"

Zhuang Fuyao was in a daze and neither noticed the odd tone of his voice nor grasped the hidden meaning in his question.

She nodded after a slight pause, "Let's move out for a while first."

Liang Huaixu gave a very faint smile, and then remained silent the rest of the way.

After returning home, Zhuang Fuyao immediately took a shower.

Liang Huaixu went to his study to handle some work. When he finished and went upstairs, he happened to see Zhuang Fuyao coming out of the bathroom. Her hair was wet and hanging down to her waist, and her face was flushed red from the heat.

"You've been drinking and then washed your hair." Liang Huaixu frowned slightly. "Come here."

"what?"

His voice was indifferent. "I'll blow-dry your hair."

Inside the room, Zhuang Fuyao sat on the bed while Liang Huaixu dried her hair from behind. She grumbled, "I'm just drying my hair, why are you yelling at me?"

Liang Huaixu paused slightly in his movements. "Where did I yell at you?"

Zhuang Fuyao perfectly imitated his phrase, "I'll blow-dry your hair."

“………..”

Liang Huaixu said somewhat helplessly, "I wasn't being mean to you, I was just in a bad mood tonight."

"You're in a bad mood? I'm the one who's in a bad mood!" Zhuang Fuyao gritted her teeth, recalling his indifferent demeanor during the day.

Liang Huaixu thought that Zhuang Fuyao had found out about his conversation with Zhao Zilin. While thinking that this kid was not simple, he also felt a little sad.

Zhao Zilin suffered a grievance in the first half, and she immediately stood up for him in the second half.

Liang Huaixu is now like a willow catkin swaying precariously; with the slightest breeze, he loses himself.

Seeing that he was silent again, like a taciturn person, Zhuang Fuyao was so angry she wanted to bite him. "I'm not bragging anymore!"

"Your hair isn't dry yet."

"It's already 80-90% dry! I said I'm not going to blow it anymore, and that means I'm not going to!" Zhuang Fuyao said impatiently.

Liang Huaixu noticed that something was wrong with her mood, so he stopped using the hairdryer, composed himself, and wanted to have a proper talk with her about this matter.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Fuyao pulled him onto the bed, rolled over and straddled him, biting his shoulder hard, sending waves of pain through him.

Liang Huaixu remained silent, letting her vent her emotions.

After biting her shoulder, Zhuang Fuyao still felt it wasn't enough. Her gaze swept over Liang Huaixu's prominent Adam's apple, then slowly moved upwards...

She bit his lip hard.