Chapter 114 High Heels Am I the third party who is not allowed to be seen in public? ...
In December, the days in Shenzhen are short and the nights are long, with cool mornings and hot evenings.
The end of the year is approaching, and there are countless performance reports and year-end reviews. Luo Shu wishes she could split her working time into two parts. As soon as she released the mouse, Fang Qingzhuo's WeChat message popped up on time.
The image of a cook that never changes, and the dinner report video that never changes.
"Tonight's dinner is scallion-braised chicken, barbecued pork ribs, oyster omelette, and fish head tofu soup. Three dishes and one soup. Report completed."
Outside, the sky was nearly dark. Facing the unfinished work plan on her computer, Luo Shu sighed softly and helplessly pressed the screen of her phone to send a voice message: "You send over 100MB of HD videos every day, and my phone memory is almost full."
The other side immediately changed to a rather aggrieved tone: "When will you get off work? My food is almost ready."
Luo Shu was puzzled. It was the end of the year, didn't he have a job? Wasn't the gaming company busy? He could actually cook the same dishes for almost half a month without repeating anything.
After thinking for a moment, she replied, "You eat first today. I need to work overtime."
After the message was sent successfully, the phone was silent for a moment.
Just when Luo Shu thought the other party had finally quieted down and was about to put down her phone to concentrate on work, WeChat beeped twice again.
"wait for me."
"I'll pack up and come over to work overtime with you."
Luo Shu didn't reply, but the corners of her lips unconsciously rose. She didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing. Fang Qingzhuo's clinginess was even worse than before, and he was even more worried, as if he was afraid that she would leave without saying goodbye one day.
Night fell completely, and half an hour later, Fang Qingzhuo appeared as promised, dusty and carrying a lunch box.
Luo Shu took the time to glance at him and teased him deliberately: "No one saw you, right?"
Fang Qingzhuo's movements of opening the lunch box were indeed paused, but it was only a momentary distraction. He then obediently shook his head and took out the remaining fish soup. After doing this, seeing that Luo Shu was still concentrating on her work, he grabbed the armrest of her chair and pulled her towards him: "Let's get busy after dinner."
As he said this, he handed her a pair of chopsticks, then pulled up a swivel chair and sat beside her, watching her eat bit by bit. Slowly, he became completely immersed in the complacency of knowing that he had made his wife fat.
Under the light, Fang Qingzhuo's eyes were surprisingly bright. Luo Shu felt uncomfortable being stared at by him. She swallowed her mouthful of chicken and asked, "Why are you always looking at me?"
"I don't know either." He held his chin and smiled foolishly, "I just feel very happy."
Hearing this, Luo Shu held her chopsticks in her mouth and carefully looked Fang Qingzhuo up and down: "Have you eaten?"
"No." Fang Qingzhuo casually showed his finger, which had been accidentally cut while cutting vegetables. "I came here after sending you a message."
Look, he's playing the victim again. Others show off their watches and jewelry, but he shows off his almost healed wounds. Luo Shu sees through his cunning and is determined to pour cold water on him: "Did I ask if you took your medicine?"
Fang Qingzhuo was petrified instantly: "..."
Seeing the expression she wanted, Luo Shu buried her head in satisfaction and continued eating. What a little guy, I can't cure him.
The dark night passed silently, and Luo Shu chewed the last bite of her food slowly.
After losing the first battle, Fang Qingzhuo gathered himself together and made a comeback. He slid his chair closer and asked, "How are we going to spend New Year's Eve? A movie and a candlelight dinner, or just a quiet time at home for the two of us?"
Luo Shu cleaned up the dishes neatly and said directly, "It's none of my business whether you get through or not."
"I'm talking about..." Fang Qingzhuo gestured back and forth between her and himself, "we."
Luo Shu asked back with a serious face: "Are we in a relationship where we can spend New Year's Eve together?"
Fang Qingzhuo choked slightly and murmured unconfidently, "We, how come we are not?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhai Xiaowen's loud voice echoed in the silent office.
"Sister Luo Shu, we brought some midnight snacks to accompany you to work overtime!"
Realizing there was more than one person, Luo Shu was like a frightened bird. After searching everywhere but finding no hiding place, she grabbed Fang Qingzhuo's head and shoved him under her desk, "Hurry and hide under the table."
"I'm hiding?" Qing Zhuo inexplicably became nervous under her lead. Only after he successfully crawled under the table did he realize how outrageous he had been. He raised a confused face and complained to the instigator, "Why should I hide?"
"Why else?" The footsteps were getting closer. Luo Shu frantically tried to clear away the traces of someone's presence, as if she had done something wrong. "They saw you. I can't explain it."
Fang Qingzhuo was feeling extremely frustrated, his mouth opening and closing in complaint: "What's so hard to explain? I'm not..."
He thought those two words were too ridiculous so he just brushed them off.
Unfortunately, Luo Shu was busy greeting her colleagues and didn't hear his complaints.
About four or five people came, both men and women. Fang Qingzhuo listened to their meeting content for two minutes and then became absent-minded, attracted by a pair of smooth and beautiful legs that were so white that they were dazzling.
Luo Shu crossed her legs and because she was wearing a long coat, she specially paired it with a pair of ten-centimeter high heels.
The buttons of her windbreaker were unbuttoned, revealing her straight long legs under her tight skirt, which swayed lightly from time to time, and even the diamonds on her shoes were flashing.
Fang Qingzhuo was still sulking, but his thoughts suddenly changed. So, were these legs also shaking like this when they were wrapped around his waist?
This impromptu meeting lasted for a full twenty minutes. Fu Ze and the planning department argued until their faces turned red. Zhai Xiaowen fanned the flames from time to time. Luo Shu sat in her seat, covering her face with her hands and saying nothing, but her ears were turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she was very agitated.
The first time someone pulled the hem of her windbreaker, she endured it.
She endured it the second time her calf was pinched.
The third time, he went even further and kissed the inside of her thigh.
Now, she couldn't stand being taken advantage of in public anymore and reflexively slapped him on the cheek.
The crisp sound immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.
Fu Ze was the first to ask with concern: "What's wrong?"
Luo Shu took a deep breath and calmly lifted a strand of hair and tucked it behind her ear: "There are mosquitoes."
"Are there mosquitoes?" Zhai Xiaowen repeated.
"Yeah." Luo Shu remained calm even though she knew her excuse was lame. "A mosquito bit me."
Zhai Xiaowen scratched her forehead and wondered, are there still mosquitoes in this season?
"Sister, I have some leftover mosquito repellent spray from the summer in my drawer. Do you want me to get it for you?"
"No need." Luo Shu concealed her anger with a smile. At the same time, she quickly glanced down at the person below her. The gangster under the table was huddled neatly in the cramped semi-dark space. Fingerprints were clearly visible on his face. His long legs, which used to be superior, were now bent. After being glanced at by her, he hugged his knees in grievance.
Zhai Xiaowen thought she was being polite again: "Sister, it's not a big deal. It's just two steps away. Besides, mosquitoes in this climate are generally tough."
It is uncertain whether one is destined to be unlucky, but one must have learned a lesson.
"Really." Luo Shu pulled out a performance report for each department from the pile of documents. She raised her head again, putting on a businesslike expression. "It's getting late. Let's go over it again and make a quick decision."
The episode ended in an orderly manner under her leadership.
The moment the meeting was adjourned, Zhai Xiaowen stretched and asked, "Sister, what are your plans for New Year's Eve tomorrow?"
Luo Shu answered truthfully while sorting through the documents: "Not yet."
"Then let's go together. I heard that the bald cypress trees in the botanical garden have turned red. My roommate and I have an appointment to go there and celebrate the New Year together." Zhai Xiaowen made a sincere invitation.
"Forget it." Luo Shu refused with a smile, "I'm old now, and I'm not used to hanging out with a lot of people anymore."
Zhai Xiaowen didn't like what she heard: "Sister Luo Shu, how old are you?"
Luo Shu blurted out: "I will be twenty-five in the New Year."
"That's not a big deal." Zhai Xiaowen still wanted to argue, "What about New Year's Day? Are you free?"
Luo Shu finally sensed something was wrong: "What? Are you okay?"
Zhai Xiaowen suddenly felt embarrassed: "My parents are coming to Shenzhen to visit me on New Year's Day, so I thought, if you are free, I would like to treat you to a simple meal."
"But it's not appropriate for me, an outsider, to go to your family reunion." Luo Shu wondered.
Fu Ze couldn't stand it any longer and helped translate the subtext: "Xiao Wen wants to introduce you to someone."
Luo Shu blinked slowly and said, "Can you introduce someone to me?"
"Yes," Zhai Xiaowen enthusiastically promoted. "My brother works at the Aerospace Research Institute. He's 1.87 meters tall, only a year older than you. He's steady and considerate. Come meet him, sister. If you like him, you might even become my sister-in-law!"
Luo Shu glanced at the shadow below and moved away a little: "But..."
"Don't say buts." To achieve her goal, Zhai Xiaowen said, "My brother is super handsome. He's more mature than Qian Shu anyway, and more easygoing than your ex-husband."
Luo Shu was afraid that Fang Qingzhuo would act impulsively, so she made up an excuse: "Well, Xiaowen, you and Teacher Fu should go back first. If you're any later, you won't be able to get a taxi."
Before leaving, Zhai Xiaowen was still trying her best to fight for it: "Sister, I will send you photos later. If you are satisfied, I will immediately ask my brother to apply for a transfer..."
The room returned to calm again, accompanied by a faint chill. Luo Shu cleared her throat: "They've all left, come out."
The man under the table didn't even move his back to her, not even a word.
Luo Shu knew she was in the wrong, but she didn't want to lose face, so she had to bite the bullet and threaten: "I'll count to three. If you don't come out, I'm leaving."
"You hit me again."
"You were the first to commit a crime."
"Am I the third party who is not allowed to see the light?"
Suddenly, a sad face appeared on her face. All of Fang Qingzhuo's emotions seemed to be embedded in those pupils. Luo Shu's self-righteousness suddenly lost its confidence: "No."
"Then I'm not very good at it?"
“Not really.”
"Then why do you say it's hard to explain our relationship?" Fang Qingzhuo lowered his eyes and said to himself, "In your eyes, I'm just that extra leftover dish. You can ignore me if you want, or be intimate with me if you want."
This metaphor is really apt.
Luo Shu knew that this was not the right time to reason with him, so she lowered her posture and tried to coax him: "Your finger is injured. I'll take you to get a band-aid. If you delay any longer, the wound will heal quickly."
Fang Qingzhuo remained silent.
"You haven't eaten yet, what do you want to eat? Seafood noodles or coconut chicken? It's my treat."
Still unwilling to speak.
Luo Shu's patience was almost worn out. "Fang Qingzhuo, what do you want me to do in exchange for you coming out?"
Fang Qingzhuo suddenly raised her chin and said in a pitiful tone that was impossible to refuse: "Don't go to meet strangers tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. I can also be easygoing and obedient."
The light was hazy, and Luo Shu stared at him quietly. She felt an indescribable sensation, as if her heart was burned by his fiery words. She stroked the wound on the man's finger and said, "Okay, I'll do as you say."
Fang Qingzhuo immediately took hold of it and crawled out with her cold fingers: "Then we won't go out or anywhere."
On New Year's Eve, Luo Shu never expected that what he meant by not going out was that he would push her against the glass door of the balcony to watch the fireworks show all night long, from the old year to the new year.
The dazzling and grand fireworks reflected the overlapping figures. She blamed herself for being soft-hearted and falling into his trap.
In a trance, Luo Shu heard Fang Qingzhuo ask her from behind: "You still won't forgive me?"
Her voice was forced, and her answer remained unchanged.
The next second, the man put a ring on her left middle finger and clasped their fingers tightly.
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