"President Lu, this is a matter of great importance. How dare we make a decision lightly?" The executive looked distressed, his voice pleading.

"I don't care, I'm leaving get off work now. You can go yourselves, make your own decisions, and take responsibility for yourselves. If there are any problems, you'll all be fired." Lu Yuzhi completely ignored the executives' requests and impatiently walked out while saying this.

"Huh?" The executive was stunned by Lu Yuzhi's attitude.

Lu Yuzhi strode away impatiently.

"Secretary Qiao, what's wrong with President Lu today? He insists on leaving get off work." The executive looked at Qiao An with a puzzled expression.

"There's probably a vixen waiting at home." Qiao An's eyebrows furrowed, extremely annoyed.

When Lu Yuzhi returned home, he saw Li Peiyu and Gu Yan sitting in the yard.

Gu Yan said, "Dad, you're back really early today."

Li Peiyu nodded, "Uncle Lu."

"Hmm," Lu Yuzhi said without saying anything more, and went upstairs.

Li Peiyu felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. She considered going to find Lu Yuzhi, but Gu Yan was still there, and she couldn't make things too obvious. Today, with the cane, the ice cream, the elevator, and leaving get off work early, there were too many clues. If she went upstairs with him, it would be hard not to arouse suspicion.

Li Peiyu continued watching the drama absentmindedly until dinner in the evening, when she saw Lu Yuzhi again.

He was aloof and reserved, remaining silent as if he didn't know her at all.

After finishing his meal, Lu Yuzhi quietly returned to the third floor.

Aunt Li specially cooked a few extra dishes tonight, which Li Peiyu enjoyed very much. She ate a small bowl of rice and then asked for another.

Afterwards, she helped Aunt Li wash the dishes. Just as she finished washing the dishes and went up to find Lu Yuzhi, Gu Yan stopped her.

"Li Peiyu, is this Guo Jiahe?" Gu Yan asked her with a puzzled look as he held up his phone. On the phone screen, Guo Jiahe was enthusiastically live-streaming.

"Mmm," Li Peiyu responded softly.

"Guo Jiahe mentioned a few days ago that she was doing entertainment live streams, and this is the first time I've seen it on my phone," Gu Yan said while staring at his phone screen.

"How was it? I think she danced pretty well. Although she's a bit worse than me." Li Peiyu raised an eyebrow, a hint of confidence on her face.

Gu Yan said with a serious expression, "You are not allowed to broadcast anymore."

"You've watched my live stream?" Li Peiyu asked, somewhat surprised.

"I've seen it. It's become so popular, how could I not know?"

"I'm not broadcasting anymore, I've been reported. I don't know which damn bastard is reporting me every day." Li Peiyu frowned, looking frustrated.

"Good for him to report this! What a philanthropist! I thank his ancestors for eight generations!" Gu Yan said with a gloating expression.

Li Peiyu rolled her eyes at him.

Gu Yan then said, "Who is this [pure old baby]? He's spent a lot of time drinking beer."

"Click to take a look," Li Peiyu suggested enthusiastically as she leaned closer.

"Feng Tao?" Gu Yan was somewhat surprised when he saw the homepage.

"And this [Romeo and the Pig Spending the Night] must also be from your dorm," Li Peiyu said, pointing at the screen.

“Song Yang.” Gu Yan clicked on the homepage again.

Li Peiyu and Gu Yan watched the live stream casually, chatting idly as they watched. They even bantered back and forth with Feng Tao and Song Yang in the live stream room, creating quite a lively atmosphere. For a moment, the two were so immersed in the joy that they forgot all about the time.

When Li Peiyu came to her senses, it was already ten o'clock. She reluctantly returned to Lu Yuzhi's house, leaning on her cane.

Lu Yuzhi stood facing the window with a stern face and an unreadable expression.

Looking at the tall, handsome man in front of her, Li Peiyu couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. She hugged Lu Yuzhi from behind and murmured, "I miss you so much."

"Really? Miss Li, you can talk sweet words so easily." Lu Yuzhi sounded aggrieved, like a wronged wife, saying that she made him wait until ten o'clock and that she missed him.

Li Peiyu couldn't help but chuckle to herself. Why was she being so awkward when he was calling her Miss Li?

"What's wrong?" Li Peiyu asked, gently lifting the shirt that Lu Yuzhi had wrapped in his pants, then carefully slipping her hand under his back and gently stroking it.

Lu Yuzhi's body stiffened abruptly, and she scolded him in a low voice, feeling wronged: "Do you even know what time it is?"

"Oh, I've been watching Guo Jiahe's live stream too much." Li Peiyu's hands showed no sign of stopping, continuing to stroke her back and forth.

"So you've finally remembered me now?" Lu Yuzhi's tone carried a hint of dissatisfaction and grievance.

"Are you being jealous?" Li Peiyu laughed.

"I got off work at five o'clock and got home at five twenty. You made me wait until ten o'clock!" Lu Yuzhi's voice rose a few decibels, his words filled with barely suppressed anger.

"You were already waiting at 5:20? You're in a hurry," Li Peiyu said jokingly.

"Get out of here," Lu Yuzhi growled, unable to contain himself any longer.

"Get lost?" Li Peiyu felt an unusual familiarity upon hearing these three words. "Isn't that you, the top spender in my live stream, [Get lost]?"

"No," Lu Yuzhi replied crisply.

“It must be. Let me see your phone.” Li Peiyu said, reaching into Lu Yuzhi’s pocket to look for his phone. The moment she touched it, Lu Yuzhi quickly grabbed her hand.

In the back-and-forth pushing and shoving, Lu Yuzhi's face instantly turned bright red, and his voice was low as he asked, "Where are you touching?"

Li Peiyu chuckled and continued his attack, gradually breaking Lu Yuzhi's defenses. Just as Lu Yuzhi was engrossed in the attack, Li Peiyu successfully obtained the phone.

Li Peiyu said, "Password."

"0," Lu Yuzhi blurted out.

"Is May 6th your birthday?" Li Peiyu asked curiously.

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