Chapter 16 Lover "This is my lover, Comrade Wang Ying."...
Wang Ying tried to break free, but in this day and age, even legal couples don't hold hands in public.
"Let go quickly, it will be embarrassing if someone sees us." Wang Ying said hurriedly in a low voice.
Zhao Yunsheng looked back at Wang Ying again, and finally let go of his hand, saying, "I'll settle the score with you when I get home."
Wang Ying had no idea what he had in mind, but she inexplicably felt a bit guilty. She wasn't one to get carried away by passion, and she didn't think what she had just said was wrong. But she still felt a little guilty, as if she had let down Zhao Yunsheng's affection and love.
"Aren't you going to your office?" Wang Ying said, following behind Zhao Yunsheng.
Zhao Yunsheng paused and turned to look at Wang Ying.
"You want to see my office?" Zhao Yunsheng asked.
"Well, I want to see your working environment." Wang Ying said.
"Then let's go and take a look." Zhao Yunsheng turned around, and the two went towards Zhao Yunsheng's office again.
I passed by the same office again, but there was no sound inside.
Zhao Yunsheng's office was only two rooms away from this one. He pushed open the door, but there was no one inside.
The office had six desks, three on each side, along the east and west walls. They were all clean, with file bags and pens and no personal belongings except for a pen holder and a teacup.
Wang Ying saw Zhao Yunsheng was furious and pulled his sleeve. "Don't tell me that the desk is yours yet. Let me guess. If I guess right, don't settle the score with me."
Zhao Yunsheng raised his eyebrows, obviously not expecting Wang Ying to say that.
"Okay, guess what." Zhao Yunsheng said.
Wang Ying walked through the aisle between the tables, looking at each one. Finally, he returned to Zhao Yunsheng and pointed to the table in the middle on the east side. "That's yours," he said.
Zhao Yunsheng suddenly smiled slightly: "How did you guess that?"
Because in her previous life, Wang Hui had brought her here to show off...
"It's just a feeling. I feel like your desk should be there," Wang Ying said. "Am I right?"
"Yes, you guessed right." Zhao Yunsheng said.
"Then don't settle accounts with me." Wang Ying said.
Zhao Yunsheng looked at Wang Ying, and now a smile appeared on his face again: "Okay, no more accounts."
Wang Ying walked over and sat on the chair behind Zhao Yunsheng's desk and asked, "What do you usually do for work?"
"I just write materials, hold meetings, occasionally organize cultural performances, like today's poetry recitation competition, support literacy work in the jurisdiction, and do some miscellaneous things." Zhao Yunsheng said.
Wang Ying nodded: "It's very meaningful work."
Zhao Yunsheng smiled: "Really? Do you think it's meaningful?"
"Of course!" Wang Ying said. "It's hard to say anything else, but literacy is of great significance!"
"If you think there is one, then there is one." Zhao Yunsheng said with a somewhat gloomy look on his face.
Wang Ying felt that there was something behind Zhao Yunsheng's words, but she didn't ask. After all, this was not their home. There were some things he couldn't say even if she asked, at least not at this time.
"Let's go home." Wang Ying said.
"Okay, let's go home." Zhao Yunsheng walked over and stretched out his hand towards Wang Ying, looking like a gentleman inviting a lady to dance.
Wang Ying took Zhao Yunsheng's hand and stood up from his office chair, then let go of his hand.
As they left the office, Song Yin and the short female colleague from yesterday were walking towards them. Song Yin's eyes were red, and her hair was wet; she must have just washed her face. As soon as they met, Song Yin stared at Zhao Yunsheng, completely ignoring Wang Ying's presence.
The shorter colleague smiled and greeted Wang Ying'er: "Comrade Zhao, did you bring Comrade Wang here to play?"
"Well, I want my wife to understand my work better so she can support me more in the future," Zhao Yunsheng said, glancing at Wang Ying with a look of almost cloying tenderness. "She just praised my work for being meaningful."
Wang Ying felt that Zhao Yunsheng was being cheesy, but in front of Song Yin, she still cooperated with Zhao Yunsheng with a bit of shyness, looking back at him lovingly: "It is indeed very meaningful. I will definitely support you and cooperate with you."
The short colleague smiled and said, "Then you guys are busy, we will go back too." Then she pulled Song Yin away.
Seeing Zhao Yunsheng and Wang Ying flirting with each other without even looking at her, Song Yin felt disheartened and was dragged away.
Zhao Yunsheng and Wang Ying continued to walk forward. Wang Ying heard Zhao Yunsheng snickering and whispered, "What are you laughing at?"
"It's funny to laugh at you." Zhao Yunsheng said.
Wang Ying glared at him. This guy was so annoying. He must be laughing at her for cooperating with him just now!
Zhao Yunsheng and Wang Ying left the office and met several familiar colleagues along the way. Zhao Yunsheng would stop and introduce them to them: "This is my wife, Comrade Wang Ying."
Wang Ying felt that Zhao Yunsheng was worthy of praise for this, and Zhao Yunsheng respected her very much.
The two walked to the bicycle garage, Zhao Yunsheng pushed the bicycle out, and took Wang Ying home.
It took about twenty minutes to ride a bike from the cultural center to their home. When they got home, Director Zhao was not there, and Chen Xiuqin was knitting a sweater in the main room.
Seeing the two of them coming back, Chen Xiuqin put down her sweater, walked to the door and said, "You're back so early? Where did you go to play?"
Zhao Yunsheng went to lock his bicycle. Wang Ying walked to the door and spoke to her mother-in-law: "We took some photos at Chengbei Park and sent them to the photo studio to be developed. We had lunch at their workplace."
Chen Xiuqin smiled and said, "Their company cafeteria is okay, right?"
"Well, it's pretty good." Wang Ying said.
"There must be some activities at the cultural center these days," said Chen Xiuqin.
"Well, there was a poetry recitation competition when we went there," said Wang Ying.
Chen Xiuqin sighed and said with a smile, "Then didn't you ask Yunsheng to recite a poem?"
Zhao Yunsheng came over and said, "Mom, you just want to see me embarrassed."
"Nonsense! My son's poetry recitation is the best." Chen Xiuqin said, winking at Wang Ying. "Go ahead and ask him to recite it to you alone. It's really good."
Wang Ying was amused by her mother-in-law: "Okay, Mom."
"Oh, by the way, Yingzi, come here." Chen Xiuqin pulled Wang Ying into the main room.
Chen Xiuqin put the sweater she had just knitted, including the needle and thread, into Wang Ying's hands.
"I'll give this to you too. I've already started the beginning, and you just need to continue weaving the rest. It's Yunsheng's." Chen Xiuqin said.
"What pattern are you knitting?" Wang Ying asked when she saw that Chen Xiuqin had just knitted a spiral bottom and had not yet changed the needle.
"You ask him." Chen Xiuqin raised her chin towards her son.
Zhao Yunsheng said, "Just do whatever you want."
Wang Ying looked at Zhao Yunsheng and thought that he would look good in anything. However, she did remember a lot of patterns in her mind and had already made up her mind. She said, "Okay, I'll watch you weave."
Chen Xiuqin rubbed her hands together and said with a smile, "Oh, I'm finally free. I'll have to knit one less sweater for someone in the future."
Wang Ying felt that Chen Xiuqin had a good personality and was quite straightforward.
"Yingzi, here's the sweater for you. I'm going out to play. If you have nothing to do, go upstairs. You can have the leftovers from yesterday for dinner. If you don't finish them, they will go bad." Chen Xiuqin said again.
After Chen Xiuqin left, Wang Ying did not go upstairs. She sat in the main room and continued knitting a sweater.
Zhao Yunsheng sat next to Wang Ying for a while, watching Wang Ying knit a sweater.
"Comrade Wang Ying, aren't you a lazy girl? How come you are so fast at knitting sweaters?" Zhao Yunsheng said.
Wang Ying had already finished knitting the thread base and was about to start counting the knitting patterns, so she ignored Zhao Yunsheng.
Seeing Wang Ying muttering numbers and ignoring him, Zhao Yunsheng started to make trouble. Wang Ying counted to twenty, and he counted twenty-five, thirty...
Wang Ying was so annoyed by him that he counted wrongly twice. He picked up the empty needle in the thread bag and was about to stab Zhao Yunsheng, but Zhao Yunsheng dodged it.
"If you make trouble again, I will knit all the flowers for you crookedly! You will be embarrassed when you wear it out." Wang Ying said angrily.
"I'm not afraid. I'll just say that my lover specially knitted the crooked pattern for me." Zhao Yunsheng smiled.
"I don't like people to interfere with my work. Go upstairs!" Wang Ying glared at Zhao Yunsheng.
"If you come with me, I will go up." Zhao Yunsheng said.
Wang Ying stayed downstairs because she didn't want to go up with him. Zhao Yunsheng was fine in other ways, but he was too clingy. Wang Ying was worried that he had no sense of propriety and would do something reckless in broad daylight.
"Let's go upstairs, upstairs. I won't bother you if you go upstairs. I definitely won't bother you." Zhao Yunsheng pulled Wang Ying's arm.
"String! String! Don't pull me, I can walk by myself." Wang Ying straightened the string ball and was finally pulled upstairs by Zhao Yunsheng.
Wang Ying went upstairs, and Zhao Yunsheng moved a small bamboo chair for her and placed it at the door. "You can sit here and weave. The light is good."
Wang Ying looked at Zhao Yunsheng, said nothing, and sat down to continue knitting.
Zhao Yunsheng moved another small chair and placed it on the other side of the door, then took a book with a wrapped cover and sat down to read.
Wang Ying glanced at him and told him to read a book and stop bothering her.
One of them was knitting a sweater while the other was reading a book. It was quiet. The only sounds were the clatter of needles and the occasional flip of a page. Occasionally, bicycle bells and children's noises could be heard from the alley.
An hour passed like this, and Zhao Yunsheng stood up and said, "Okay, Xiao Yingzi, take a break."
"I'll finish weaving this line." Wang Ying said without raising her head.
Zhao Yunsheng took the book into his room and came back to see Wang Ying. In just one hour, Wang Ying had already woven a piece an inch long, and some patterns could already be seen.
"It seems that she is definitely not a lazy girl. Not only is her hands quick, but she is also skillful." Zhao Yunsheng praised.
Wang Ying was naturally skillful. She had worked in a garment factory in her previous life. Later, their factory introduced knitting machines, and she had provided many drawings. Several of her sweaters were sold across the country.
When Wang Ying finished knitting, Zhao Yunsheng started to massage her shoulders as soon as she put down her needle and thread.
Wang Ying was startled by him, but her massage felt quite comfortable, so she didn't push him away.
While enjoying her husband's massage, Wang Ying casually asked, "What book were you reading just now?"
Zhao Yunsheng paused and said, "I won't tell you."
Wang Ying turned to look at him and said, "You're not reading a book that shouldn't be read, are you?"
Zhao Yunsheng stopped and looked into Wang Ying's eyes. His smile faded, and he said nervously, "What if it is?"
Wang Ying looked at Zhao Yunsheng and said, "Yes, lend it to me so I can have a look."
Zhao Yunsheng's smile returned to his face. He continued massaging Wang Ying's shoulders, but he said, "No."
"Stingy." Wang Ying snorted. Wang Ying thought Zhao Yunsheng must be reading a banned book, perhaps even a foreign one. He was obviously a little nervous just now. She didn't know if he was afraid of her reporting him, or what else he was afraid of.
"I'll tell you later," said Zhao Yunsheng.
"That's fine." Wang Ying replied.
Zhao Yunsheng continued to massage Wang Ying's shoulders. After a while, he suddenly squatted down and held Wang Ying in his arms.
"It's so kind of you."
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