As the sound of chopsticks hitting the ground gradually subsided, the dining table fell completely silent.

Liang Zhirou stared at him with her mouth slightly open, her expression somewhat blank.

Chen Lu cleared his throat as if nothing had happened, bent down to pick up the chopsticks from the ground, and said calmly, "How could such a thing happen? Are you writing a novel here?"

"Why do you think that?" he asked again.

"It's just... I had this feeling, it just suddenly came to mind." Liang Zhirou never hid anything from Chen Lu, and slowly explained, fidgeting with her fingers, "When I was helping out at Miao Miao's house before, I had just transferred the money I was supposed to repay when your phone rang..."

Although this guess is a bit far-fetched, there's no doubt that it was the sound of receiving a text message.

Chen Lu was stunned for a moment, then secretly swallowed and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

My phone! You deserve to die!

Doesn't this mean there's no way to prove anything?!

If the phone hadn't sunk into the river, although Liang Zhirou never had the habit of looking at his phone, she might suddenly have the urge to check it again one day, or simply open his phone to take a look.

Now that's settled. When he gets a new phone, he'll completely sever all ties with that card and won't accept any more text messages. The previous incident was just a pure coincidence.

This incident can only be described as a close call.

Of course, this is all predicated on the ability to soothe the doubts in this simpleton's heart now.

"If you just follow the logic, you'll realize it couldn't be me," Chen Lu said softly. "I already said back then that I'm not some pushover; I wouldn't help you for nothing. If it really were me, I would have told you from the beginning, and then you would have been moved, and I could have done whatever I wanted, right?"

"Why would I need to keep outsmarting you just to gain an advantage, and we still haven't gotten anywhere..." he said, raising an eyebrow at Liang Zhirou.

"Right? That doesn't make sense."

Liang Zhirou stared at Chen Lu's infatuated smile for a while, then pursed her lips and said nothing more.

That makes sense... but something just feels off.

She sat there quietly, trying to use her intelligence to figure out the logic of the whole thing.

Chen Lu kept saying that he wasn't a good person, but all the things he had done for her were selfless.

But if it really is Chen Lu, then why would he keep it from me?

Seeing that she was still deep in thought, Chen Lu asked with a stern face, "I'm your boyfriend, how can you not trust me? So our relationship is nothing special after all."

He realized that the tactic of taking the girl's path and leaving her with nowhere to go was really effective.

Seeing Chen Lu's cold face, Liang Zhirou shook her head vigorously, "No, no! I believe you! You're not just someone you're not, I like you so much..."

That's just how silly he is; his trust in Chen Lu far exceeds his own logic and ideas.

Chen Lu was convinced of this, after all, his sophistry was full of loopholes and all based on his own logic.

And just because he said "believe me," this idiot believed him.

Sigh, you should be glad your boyfriend isn't a jerk.

Chen Lu muttered something to himself, then sighed softly.

However, once the seed of doubt is planted, people can subconsciously find a thousand details they have never paid attention to before to confirm the guess.

I have a feeling this can't be kept secret for much longer...

Liang Zhirou's unresolved inner conflict hasn't been resolved yet, and the time bomb she planted herself is about to explode.

Why is it so hard to make life easier for this simpleton?

Chen Lu suddenly felt a little worried.

A girl so beautiful it's almost unfair, she only lives for Chen Lu in this lifetime.

This statement is so appealing.

Chen Lu swallowed hard and turned his gaze back to Liang Zhirou, who was preparing warm water for him.

The girl noticed his gaze and tilted her head in confusion, but her clear eyes were full of tenderness.

Liang Zhirou smiled gently, her warmth seeping into his heart like the winter sun.

Chen Lu also inexplicably started to laugh.

His affection for Liang Zhirou always seemed to outweigh his selfish desires as a human being; in his eyes, the most important thing was how to make this simpleton happy.

He wanted to make up for every single thing that God had wronged his girlfriend over the years.

Whether it's trying to trick Liang Zhirou into coming home as his wife, or letting this simpleton let go of his inner turmoil and live a happier life, let's take it all slowly.

It's a small matter.

He is Master Chen.

No one knows better than him how to boil a frog.

"You look so silly smiling," Liang Zhirou said softly.

"You're the stupid one."

Chen Lu glanced at her, walked to the entrance and put on her coat. "I'm going to the company later. What are your plans for today?"

Although a few people in the company had already started dealing with problems after the first day of the Lunar New Year, today is the first day back to work after the holiday, so it is still very important to hold a meeting to summarize the tasks.

If last year's year-end meeting was a bridge between the past and the future, then this one is a gateway to the future.

We've already fallen out with someone before the new year, and the period before the lawsuit is over will be tough, so we have to get off to a good start.

"Drawing, making money."

Liang Zhirou tidied up the dining table, walked to the table, and hugged the drawing tablet to her arms, seemingly wanting to go to the company with him.

"Isn't the deadline for your commercial manuscript quite generous? Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Hmm... I'll move on to the next one after I finish this one."

Chen Lu clicked his tongue, "It's only the New Year, you should rest for another day."

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