Chapter 6: My husband drooled a lot on his trousers...

The aroma of fried rice stirred up memories, and Zhuang Fuyao looked at the man sitting opposite her, wanting to punch him.

But then I thought, what did he do wrong?

They have been divorced for five years, and he has every right to pursue new happiness.

When they met the next day, Song Qing and Shu Run heard the gist of the story but didn't know how to comfort her.

In another situation, they would definitely start by scolding the man without considering the consequences.

But when it comes to this, they really can't find anything to criticize, after all, this is five years, not five months.

Song Qing had a sudden thought and wanted to take Zhuang Fuyao and Shu Run somewhere.

Zhuang Fuyao: "Where to?"

Song Qing raised an eyebrow and smiled, "I'll take you to learn from our competitors' experience."

Well, instead of letting my mind wander, I'd rather focus on my career. Zhuang Fuyao had already imagined how focusing on her career would distract her from her worries, until they arrived at their destination—

Two handsome men, each about 1.85 meters tall, dressed in black, greeted them, "Hello, ladies, welcome!"

Zhuang Fuyao: ?

Not only that, after going inside, she glanced at the handsome waiter who was serving food to customers while wearing only an apron, and then looked at the mixed-race blond guy taking photos with customers on the terrace... Even the bartenders here were tall, thin, and muscular men who looked respectable.

"Is this a legitimate place?" Shu Run asked like a curious little deer, wanting to see but also a little embarrassed.

Song Qing smiled and served her some food. "Don't worry, it's all professional. It's just that the waitresses are quite good-looking. Don't you think it's a pleasant experience to eat here?" After saying a lot, she didn't forget to emphasize, "Of course, the main thing is that the food here is delicious."

Zhuang Fuyao chuckled softly and asked Bagel, "Do you believe it?"

Shu Run suppressed a laugh: "I don't believe it."

"Hey, you two!" Song Qing said somewhat indignantly, "What's wrong with not believing me? You know how serious I am usually."

"…………"

Song Qing: "Okay, let's get back to the main topic. Have you noticed that this restaurant is doing really well?"

Zhuang Fuyao observed that the business was indeed booming; those who arrived a little later than them had to queue up and make reservations.

And this is only the afternoon session; I heard the evening session is even more lively.

Song Qing is an online singer who often performs all over the country and has been to all kinds of restaurants. She summarized it as, "A combination of above-average food and a unique business model is the ultimate weapon."

Zhuang Fuyao wholeheartedly agreed, which provided her with a lot of inspiration. Unexpectedly, this trip really was about "learning from a competitor"; with her attention diverted, she didn't even have time to think about Liang Huaixu anymore.

A diverse range of entertainment options is also key to retaining customers.

Besides the fact that all the waiters here are handsome men, there are also various performances on stage, so it's not too boring. Time flies by, and they also had dinner at this restaurant.

At 8 p.m., the nightclub officially began.

The lights changed accordingly, and the host brought over a bottle of wine. After a long welcome speech, he announced, "Now, let's begin the lottery!"

This is one of the interactive activities at DS restaurant; the winning table can get a free bottle of wine.

With the mentality that it would be a fool not to take advantage of a good deal, Song Qing joined in the fun and scanned the lottery code, and as a result, she actually got lucky.

Two minutes later, the numbers on the big screen scrolled rapidly, and under the background music that created a stimulating atmosphere, they reached the number "9".

Shu Run exclaimed in surprise, "It looks like it's us!"

Under their curious gazes, a tall, handsome Korean-style man with fair skin and a cool demeanor walked over with a drink, revealing a warm smile, "Enjoy your meal."

Then, in front of them, he opened the bottle with his abs.

"Wow—" The entire audience erupted in cheers and screams.

Is this even possible?

Zhuang Fuyao was also surprised.

Song Qing asked them with a smile, "Wasn't it worth the trip?"

Shu Run took a breath. "Oh no, oh no, I absolutely can't let my boyfriend know this."

"What's wrong with that?" Song Qing glanced at her. "You're just looking, you're not touching anything. Who doesn't like looking at handsome men and beautiful women?"

Zhuang Fuyao didn't have this kind of mental burden; she just found it very novel.

Back in college, her roommates went abroad to see a male model show, but she didn't go because she was worried that Liang Huaixu would be jealous.

This can be considered as making up for the regret of not being able to see the male hunks show sixteen years ago.

Neither of them were old-fashioned. Although Shurun ​​said it was "not very good," she was also attracted by the new things and soon had a great time.

After taking a photo with the most handsome guy in the room, they went back to drink. Zhuang Fuyao drank the most, venting her frustrations from the past two days through her alcohol.

It's just that her ex-husband found someone new!

After a while, once she gets used to letting him go, she'll go find a young and handsome guy to date!

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Compared to Zhuang Fuyao's carefree lifestyle, Liang Huaixu was very busy all day.

Today, a symposium for private enterprises was held in Jiang City. As a leading enterprise in the real estate and hotel industries, Changting Group's Liang Huaixu was required to speak at the meeting.

After the meeting, he and several other company executives were invited by their former boss to have dinner separately.

Jiang City intends to develop a new city, which is a major project. There are not many companies that can handle it. Changting successfully won the bid, but there are still many things to discuss. Many policies from above also require the cooperation of these industry leaders. The dinner party was all about playing the emotional card.

Liang Huaixu drank two ounces of baijiu (a type of Chinese liquor) and couldn't drive.

Everyone knew that Liang Huaixu couldn't possibly be short of drivers, but the old leader still told his own driver, "Xiao Xu, you take President Liang home."

This can be considered a way for a former leader to express closeness.

Liang Huaixu understood and nodded, "Then I'll trouble you."

He had a slight headache, so he closed his eyes and took a short nap after getting in the car.

Just then, my phone vibrated.

He hadn't intended to look, but remembering that Aunt Yuan had said Zhuang Fuyao hadn't returned home yet... he worried it might be news from her, so after a couple of seconds, he still opened his phone.

really.

Zhuang Fuyao: [Where are you?]

He was happy when the message popped up; this was his subconscious emotional reaction to Zhuang Fuyao.

Liang Huaixu glanced at her flashy profile picture. [On the way back.]

While waiting for her message, he scrolled through their previous chat history.

February 12, 2016

She: [Valentine's Day is coming soon, shall we go on vacation to Northern Europe?]

He: [I'm too busy lately, can I spend time with you later?]

…

August 29, 2016

She: [I've chosen a few outfits for tomorrow's banquet. Which one looks best? [Images] [Images] [Images]]

He: [You look good in everything]

…

March 6, 2017

She: [I'm so bored, I want to go shopping. Can you leave work early and come with me?]

He said, "I have a meeting tonight and can't get away. Would it be okay if Xiao Zhou or Auntie accompanied you?"

…

September 3, 2018

He said, "I've already had someone apply for a private flight. I'll definitely be back before your birthday. I'm sorry, honey... I'll bring you a gift when I get back."

She didn't reply.

…

May 20, 2019

She: "Let's get a divorce."

…

June 1, 2019

She: [What's the point of you not signing?]

They officially divorced on June 3, 2019, and their subsequent conversations consisted only of routine greetings about their son, Liang Chaoluo.

Even after changing his phone, he copied all those records exactly as they were. Every time he looked at them, his heart ached, but he couldn't bear to delete them.

In retrospect, the failure of their marriage was not without precedent.

She loves traveling and shopping and wants to be accompanied, but he is always busy with his career and arrogantly assumes that they will spend their whole lives together.

By the time he turned around, Changting had already established himself in China, but he had lost her, who was more important than Changting, and he blamed himself for it for five years.

The light from outside the window streamed in, illuminating the deep, dark contours of his face and his eyes, which were no longer calm as before.

Seeing that she hadn't replied for a long time.

Liang Huaixu made a phone call.

The call was answered just as I was about to hang up.

"Hello?"

Liang Huaixu noticed her slurred tone and frowned slightly. "Have you been drinking?"

"Yes, you're here to pick me up—" Zhuang Fuyao glanced at the two drunk people beside her, "...with my friends?"

...

After hanging up the phone, Liang Huaixu first sent a message to Master Peng, and then told the driver ahead that he had changed the address.

He's still wearing the same administrative shirt he wears to meetings, and his entire outfit screams "government official." As soon as he arrived in DS, he attracted a lot of attention.

Someone has already informed the boss.

The boss rushed over, and when he heard the security guard say that the other party was a Hongqi car with consecutive license plate numbers, a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Are they here to crack down on pornography and illegal publications?

In all honesty, his business is completely legal; it couldn't be more legitimate than that.

The boss went over and shook hands warmly, "Boss, what brings you here..."

Liang Huaixu realized that his attire might be a bit intimidating, so he softened his tone and tried to restrain his imposing manner, "I'm not a leader, I'm here to pick up a drunk family member."

The boss didn't believe it. He had his mind filled with the Hongqi car with consecutive license plates, thinking they were on an "undercover visit." He obediently followed along, explaining, "We're in the catering business. We have all the necessary permits and licenses. We're absolutely clean."

Liang Huaixu gave a few perfunctory replies, glanced around the restaurant, and frowned when he saw the "indecently dressed" waiters nearby. Finally, he found Zhuang Fuyao and her friend in a booth.

After getting the address, he asked Mr. Peng to drive her friends home, while he took Zhuang Fuyao back to Boya Bay by taxi.

Zhuang Fuyao was quite alert after drinking, and almost took a step forward and kicked him. Fortunately, she recognized Liang Huaixu's scent and relaxed, agreeing to follow him.

She dozed off halfway there, and when she woke up, she saw him beside her. She instinctively lay down on his lap and continued sleeping, even snuggling against him affectionately.

Liang Huaixu's body stiffened slightly.

She must have been dreaming about something, because she was drooling a lot on his trousers.

"..."

After arriving home, he settled the person back in their room and was about to call Aunt Yuan when suddenly a force pulled him away.

Zhuang Fuyao had practiced martial arts as a child, so she had a solid foundation and considerable strength. Liang Huaixu stumbled and fell onto the bed, the mattress's rebound enveloping him.

He had already drunk quite a bit, and after falling like that, his head was spinning, and he didn't react for a long time.

Zhuang Fuyao was a bit tipsy and had completely forgotten about the soul-transmigration. When she opened her eyes, she saw his high nose and thin lips. Her gaze softened, and she thought it was just an ordinary Friday night.

When she first graduated, she was also highly motivated for a while, determined to become a successful career woman, and she was busy with work.

Liang Huaixu was also very busy, so the two didn't see each other every day. They usually met up on Friday nights for dinner, a movie, and...

Friday nights are a time for instinctive relaxation.

As for the familiar yet unfamiliar surroundings, she assumed it was the hotel they had booked.

Zhuang Fuyao smiled with narrowed eyes, her hand instinctively slipping inside his clothes.

But the texture is different from before.

She pouted unhappily, "Honey, where are your abs?"