Chen Lu hardly used anything taught in this course when he started his business. He shrugged and said, "Just think of it as practicing with me. Who knows, you might even invite me to give a personal account later on."

"But we're going on a date..."

"Honest people don't have many friends," Chen Lu said with a wry smile as he walked over and took her phone.

Liang Zhirou's phone password is still his birthday, but the wallpaper has been changed to a photo of him giving a speech at school.

Two minutes later, Chen Lu put his phone back on the table. "I've taken leave."

Chen Lu felt a little guilty. This silly girl was so diligent in class that even the counselor was frightened, thinking she had some serious illness.

The girl looked at him in surprise at first, then lowered her head and pursed her lips, feeling as if she had embarked on a path of no return.

It was one thing to lie to your mom and stay out all night, but now you're skipping class to go on a date?

What exactly did she go through during this time?!

"I...I'm being corrupted by you..." Liang Zhirou said, feeling wronged and scared. She hadn't expected that her first thought would be to take time off work to go out with Chen Lu. It was as if a little devil was tempting her to go crazy with Chen Lu.

"I'm getting more and more playful." She sounded as if she had made a terrible mistake.

Chen Lu sighed softly and pulled the girl into his arms. "You still have a problem with your mentality, Liang Zhirou."

Now that nothing is pushing you forward, you need to gradually get used to stopping to appreciate the scenery.

Liang Zhirou's habit of waking up promptly at the crack of dawn is unlike that of a nineteen-year-old girl. She works tirelessly every day, as if she's being rushed, even though she just celebrated her nineteenth birthday...

At this age, eating, drinking, and having fun is the most normal state, right?

Her past experiences changed her too much, even almost robbing her of the ability to feel joy, making her unable to even laugh at first, and preventing her from learning to experience life to this day.

To put it more aptly, Liang Zhirou is like someone who has just escaped from a prison called "Past," looking at the world blankly, unable to integrate into the life that someone her age should be living.

Her current mental state is essentially no different from that of those prisoners, except that what has imprisoned her for so many years is suffering.

The girl seemed to have just arrived in this world, and hadn't even had a chance to live a single day for herself.

Chen Lu was determined to give back every little bit of the beauty in his life to the girl he loved most.

"If possible, I sincerely hope you can find a goal for which you are willing to give everything, instead of being pushed around by the pressures of life." Chen Lu gently squeezed the girl's delicate hand. He had already found his own goal: to fully support this simpleton in doing everything she wanted to do.

He used his life to the fullest, doing everything in his power.

“Yes, I do,” Liang Zhirou said earnestly.

"What?"

"you."

Liang Zhirou took Chen Lu's hand, slowly lowered her head, and lightly kissed the back of his hand with a 'pop' sound.

"I'm willing to give more for you than you can imagine."