Jealous
"Why did they hang up on me?" Zhu Shiyi muttered as she texted.
She let out a deep breath and covered her burning cheeks.
Holy crap, she's amazing! She's really made something of herself!
She was so beautiful and radiant...
......
Her strange, self-absorbed laughter echoed throughout the room.
Zhu Shiyi grinned foolishly, unconsciously biting his fingers.
Recalling Pan Yue's reaction...
She saw Pan Yue's Adam's apple bobbing, his lips opening and closing in a daze, and his unfathomable eyes.
......
Eyes.
A pair of familiar black eyes flashed through my mind.
That night at the bar, his eyes were exactly the same as they had been just now.
Zhu Shiyi was slightly distracted.
So, from that time on, Pan Yue's feelings for her changed?
Feeling as if she were immersed in a honey pot, Zhu Shiyi happily opened her phone.
Pan Yue replied: "I just received a phone call."
Zhu Shiyi: [Okay, it's alright.]
After this interruption, she calmed down a bit and was too embarrassed to say anything more.
Pan Yue then said, "I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow."
Zhu Shiyi: ?
That's really unconventional.
She replied, "Okay, thank you for the treat, Mr. Pan!"
Pan Yue: [Don't call me boss.]
Zhu Shiyi: [Okay, Xiao Pan.]
Pan Yue: [...Shouting like that sounds like calling your pet dog.]
Zhu Shiyi scratched his head, wondering what the heck it was.
She seemed to understand, but not quite.
...She seemed to know what Pan Yue meant, yet she also seemed not to.
Zhu Shiyi tentatively asked, "[Thank you for the treat, brother?]"
Pan Yue remained silent for a while.
Pan Yue: [You're making me sound like a [insert specific person/organization here].]
Zhu Shiyi seemed to understand.
She felt an urge to laugh for no reason.
It's always been done secretly.
......
Pan Yue: [Get some rest.]
The corners of his mouth involuntarily lifted.
The night air seeped into his senses, and Zhu Shiyi, in a moment of inspiration, said: "Goodnight, brother."
Depend on......
......
This time he didn't reply immediately.
After a while.
Pan Yue: [Good night.]
Zhu Shiyi pursed his lips.
That's not fair! He doesn't even call her.
As if someone had heard her thoughts, a new message arrived.
Pan Yue: [11.]
Zhu Shiyi was stunned for a moment, then instantly realized what was happening.
The time is right.
Zhu Shiyi smiled.
Okay, I forgive him.
After removing her makeup and doing a simple skincare routine in the bathroom, she was finally able to lie comfortably in bed.
She opened her phone again, and her finger involuntarily tapped into her chat with Pan Yue. Zhu Shiyi scrolled through the chat history, becoming increasingly engrossed, and silently took screenshots of a few of his messages.
Zhu Shiyi thought for a moment, then clicked on Pan Yue's profile picture, entered the notes interface, and silently added an "A" before his nickname.
--
Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains into the small room.
The next day, Zhu Shiyi opened her eyes to the sound of her alarm. As usual, Pan Yue sent her a morning greeting a little after seven.
After replying, Zhu Shiyi accidentally clicked into his WeChat Moments.
Pan Yue hasn't updated his WeChat Moments, but that makes sense; his Moments are mostly filled with work-related posts, nothing else of note.
Just as Zhu Shiyi was about to exit the interface, his gaze was drawn to a small character.
That's Pan Yue's personal signature: [181+]
Zhu Shiyi was full of questions.
That's strange, he didn't even have a personal signature.
What is this number anyway?
Height?
Then he should be over 187cm.
Why would he add a strange number at this time?
Is it related to her?
When she was a child, she would change her personal motto to try and attract the attention of the person she had a crush on.
Zhu Shiyi sent a screenshot to Pan Yue asking: "What does '181' mean?"
Pan Yue: [Auspicious numbers for work.]
Zhu Shiyi: [You still believe in metaphysics?]
Pan Yue: [I didn't believe it at first.]
Pan Yue: [But I've discovered that some things are just mysterious.]
Zhu Shiyi expressed doubt about this reason.
She searched online.
Baidu says: "[181 is an auspicious number. The two 1s stand tall and proud, representing progress; the 8 sounds like 'prosperity' in Chinese, signifying wealth.]"
It is well-reasoned and supported by evidence; there is nothing wrong with it.
Zhu Shiyi didn't dwell on it much; she hurriedly tossed her cosmetics into her bag. She was meeting Pan Yue tonight, and she needed to put on a beautiful makeup look, but it definitely couldn't be done early in the morning.
Zhu Shiyi, with a beautiful feeling in your heart, let's go to work!
......
"This won't do. The selling points and differentiators aren't emphasized enough," Qin Yu commented, then turned to assign a task, "Also, help me organize the data I sent you. You need to have a matrix mindset."
What is matrix thinking?
Qin Yu was stunned for a moment: "..."
Zhu Shiyi suddenly realized what was going on, and she smiled and said, "Okay, Brother Yu, I understand. I'll search online."
......
After carefully aligning the granularity with the internet teacher, Zhu Shiyi felt a deep sense of unease.
Sure enough, it's impossible to have a good mood while at work.
Zhu Shiyi put on her headphones, shutting out the subtle noises in the office. The clear, melodious sound of a piano flowed gently into her ears, calming her mood considerably.
With the Spring Festival approaching and the year drawing to a close, the workload is truly overwhelming.
In the afternoon, He Qiong asked Zhu Shiyi to go to the R&D department to confirm the new product plan with Lin Changren. Zhu Shiyi agreed, took the plan to the R&D department, and knocked on the door to enter Lin Changren's office.
"Mr. Lin, I've come to confirm the plan with you."
“Okay,” Lin Changren took the documents and gestured with his hand, “Shiyi, sit down. There’s no one else here, so don’t be so polite.”
"Thank you, Brother Chang." Zhu Shiyi sat down and waited quietly for Lin Changren to examine the document.
Not long after, Lin Changren pointed out some minor flaws, which Zhu Shiyi noted down in her phone's memo app, her mood remaining relatively calm throughout.
Just as she was about to leave, Lin Changren said, "Let me double-check with Lao Pan and get back to you later. Lao Pan will be here later, and I'll show it to him while I'm at it."
A ripple appeared on the calm lake surface.
Zhu Shiyi casually tidied his sideburns: "Does President Pan also want to see it? When is he coming?"
"He just finished a meeting, he should be here soon."
Zhu Shiyi suddenly didn't want to leave: "Then I'll wait a while."
She had just finished her makeup at noon; she couldn't let Pan Yue see it and be captivated by it, could she?
Lin Changren raised his eyes, his expression somewhat subtle.
It's unclear what Lin Changren was thinking, but he suddenly chuckled and said, "Okay."
He stood up and gestured for Zhu Shiyi to sit down at the tea table: "Then let's have a cup of tea."
Zhu Shiyi was puzzled and politely declined.
"It's alright, I'd like to drink some too." Lin Changren warmly invited her, carefully pouring her a cup of tea.
Zhu Shiyi then accepted it.
She glanced at Lin Changren and felt that the smile on his lips was a little strange.
......
While waiting, Zhu Shiyi confirmed his opinion with Lin Changren again, trying to buy some time.
But his mind was unknowingly immersed in daydreams.
Pan Yue pushed open the door and was immediately stunned by her breathtakingly beautiful face!
Then, tonight, in a sophisticated and romantic Western restaurant, he looked at her tenderly, complimented her beauty, then took her hand, and things quickly spiraled out of control…
Just thinking about it makes me laugh out loud.
......
"Knock knock." The knocking sound rang out like a dream.
Before Lin Changren could even speak, the man had already pushed the door open naturally.
Zhu Shiyi turned around, a hint of joy unconsciously appearing on his lips.
Today, Pan Yue wore a dark brown suit coat, paired with matching suit trousers and a pure black shirt. He had a tall and upright figure and exuded a gentlemanly air.
She was easily swayed for a few seconds.
The person who entered was her daydream lover.
"Who taught you that?" Lin Changren retorted. "I haven't even let you in yet."
“I’m a bit better than you,” Pan Yue retorted, his gaze lingering on me for a moment before abruptly withdrawing. “At least I knocked. Unlike you, you come into my office like it’s your home.”
Zhu Shiyi's smile widened.
When Pan Yue doesn't talk about work, he really comes across as a real person.
Pan Yue strode over, and Zhu Shiyi's eyes were glued to him, following his every step.
Look at me!
With a face as beautiful as mine, how could he bear to look away?
"You've come to deliver some documents?" Pan Yue walked over and sat down beside her, his gaze lightly falling on her.
“Yes,” Zhu Shiyi nodded, “Brother Chang said he’d wait for you to confirm it together.”
She just wanted to say a few more words to him and look at him a few more times, even if it was just work.
Pan Yue's brow twitched slightly, almost imperceptibly.
He looked away and gave a curt reply.
Lin Changren handed over the document, which Pan Yue took slowly, glancing at it casually.
"When did you fall in love with drinking tea?"
Lin Changren scoffed, "Who told you to come so late? Did you expect us to just wait here for you?"
He even gestured with his chin toward Zhu Shiyi, steer the conversation toward her: "Right, Shiyi?"
It was just a joke, and Zhu Shiyi played along: "Yeah. But we didn't have to wait long, we'd only had two cups of tea before you arrived."
Pan Yue didn't even look at her, and simply gave a faint "hmm".
He looked down at the documents.
Lin Changren took out a new teacup and poured three more cups of tea.
With the person she liked by her side, Zhu Shiyi unconsciously wanted to make her presence felt. She observed the color of the tea, picked up the cup to smell its aroma, and then took a small sip of the hot tea, savoring it on her tongue. Her stomach felt comfortably warm, and her heart warmed along with it.
This tea has a bright golden-yellow liquor and a delicate, sweet flavor. Zhu Shiyi judged it to be black tea, and the classic representative of black tea is—
"Lapsang Souchong?" she asked Lin Changren, her eyes secretly glancing at Pan Yue.
Look at her! She's knowledgeable, talented, and compassionate!
Unfortunately, Pan Yue was engrossed in his studies and didn't even look up.
“I don’t know,” Lin Changren said, taking the tea bag to examine it closely. “It says… Jin Jun Mei.”
Zhu Shiyi was suddenly startled.
My goodness, this is wonderful tea!
Lapsang Souchong is the ancestor of black tea, the oldest and most classic black tea. Jin Jun Mei is its next branch, and is currently the representative of high-end and top-grade black tea in China, with a price more than ten times that of ordinary Lapsang Souchong.
"I'll have to drink a few more sips of this." Zhu Shiyi silently finished the tea in his cup. This kind of good tea deserves a few more cups.
"Do you like it?" Lin Changren handed over the tea box. "It's all yours."
Zhu Shiyi abruptly withdrew: "No, no, this is too valuable, you keep it."
She wouldn't dare accept something that costs eight thousand yuan per kilogram!
“It’s alright, they were all gifts from others,” Lin Changren changed the subject. “Good tea should be given to people who know how to appreciate it. I don’t understand these things, so it would be a waste for me to keep it.”
Zhu Shiyi still refused.
Lin Changren thought for a moment, then took out a small bag from the tea box: "It's just this little bit, take it back, don't feel pressured."
Zhu Shiyi hesitated for a moment.
Lin Changren: "You can drink with Yu Fan."
Zhu Shiyi understood; there was more to the story than met the eye.
The other party was so kind as to offer a gift, so Zhu Shiyi accepted a small bag and smiled politely, saying, "Thank you, Brother Chang."
Lin Changren waved his hand and said, "You're not polite, just like Lao Pan. You both know a lot about tea."
Zhu Shiyi glanced at Pan Yue, then looked back at the documents.
She discovered it!
He was looking at her just now.
Zhu Shiyi's desire to perform immediately came to the fore.
“How about I make you some tea?” she excitedly offered. “I just happened to choose Chinese tea culture as my elective course this semester.”
Otherwise, she would know nothing about tea either.
Lin Changren gave up his seat for her.
Zhu Shiyi sat down, deliberately raising her pinky finger, and proceeded with the steps of warming the cups and utensils, rinsing the tea, brewing, and pouring the tea – a professional and elegant process.
She got up to serve tea, glancing up at Pan Yue, anticipating his reaction.
"Thank you." Pan Yue was very polite. He picked up the tea and took a symbolic sip.
He remained completely unmoved and didn't even glance at her.
"What feedback did he give you?" Pan Yue asked immediately, discussing work.
...That's it?
Having drunk her tea, shouldn't we offer something in return?
Zhu Shiyi straightened his mind and told him about Chang Ge's suggestion.
Pan Yue casually replied that he had no other questions.
After finishing her work, Zhu Shiyi had no reason to stay any longer. She left the office with the documents, silently grumbling to herself.
This man is such a blockhead.
...It wasn't like this last night.
Maybe in the office.
Zhu Shiyi silently comforted himself.
--
Pan Yue didn't sleep well last night, but woke up naturally early this morning.
My eyelids were heavy from lack of sleep, but my mind was wide awake.
He got up and drew back the curtains, and a warm, yellowish light rushed in, making Pan Yue's mood as bright as the sunshine.
He opened the dressing room and tidied himself up carefully.
......
Pan Yue arrived at the company as usual, but he was somewhat distracted today, unlike his usual focused work.
He timed it precisely, and as soon as business hours began, Pan Yue would call the carefully selected Western restaurants to reserve flowers and seats.
Last night, on a whim, he asked her to dinner.
My mind inexplicably rehearses the scene of the evening, repeating it over and over again, tirelessly.
In the office where no one else was around, Pan Yue couldn't help but smile.
Zhu Shiyi... probably really likes him.
I need to find a way to get her to confess her feelings to him.
......
In the afternoon, Pan Yue had work to discuss with Lin Changren. After finishing his meeting, he went straight to the R&D department, knocked on the door symbolically, and then pushed it open.
A beautiful figure lingers before my eyes.
......
Unexpected.
Pan Yue straightened his back without thinking.
Lin Changren retorted, and he instinctively retorted, but then paused for a moment.
Would Zhu Shiyi think he was childish?
The next second he didn't want to dwell on it anymore.
Because Zhu Shiyi and Lin Changren, each uttering a line, sang in harmony.
We're waiting for you!
"Let's have some tea!"
......hehe.
They kept saying "we".
Anyone who didn't know better would think they were very close.
......
It's because we're familiar with each other.
Zhu Shiyi and he weren't the only ones who were destined to be together.
Lin Changren and Zhu Shiyi also met again and again.
The three of them met together.
My brain raced through a multitude of fragmented memories.
In Qin City, Zhu Shiyi and Lin Changren chatted happily about everything under the sun.
...Lin Changren was very talkative. When they first met, he talked to Zhu Shiyi much more than he did.
At the dinner table, they chatted and poured out their hearts to each other; at the beach, they played and joked together, inseparable.
......
Lin Chang-jen and Chu Shih-yi once lay together on the beach, flying kites and watching the stars; in bars, they listened to songs, sang songs, told truths, and played dares.
Lin Changren can also play the drums and accompany Zhu Shiyi. He also sings well.
Zhu Shiyi likes to sing. Could she like someone like Lin Changren?
......
Pan Yue became increasingly frustrated.
He knew.
Lin Changren has no interest in Zhu Shiyi; that bastard likes Yu Fan.
But what about Zhu Shiyi?
Who does she actually like?
......
She must like him.
The little girl was already acting cute and affectionate with him.
......
But does she only like him?
Is there any possibility?
She also had a slight crush on Lin Changren.
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