Chu Wuyang was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then chuckled softly and said in a light tone:
"It's just a little bit, it's not that serious."
Zhou Heng looked at her with a half-smile, his gaze sweeping meaningfully over her legs hidden by her long skirt, and said in a low voice:
"Sixth Miss, you really are very easygoing..."
Before he could finish speaking,
He seemed to be organizing his thoughts, his fingertips lightly stroking the rim of the cup, as if he were pondering something.
However, before he could finish speaking, another gentle voice interrupted.
"Young Master Zhou, I've heard so much about you!"
Zhou Heng's gaze paused slightly, and he looked up.
Yang Jinchu was standing a few steps away, holding a cup of tea.
His eyes were gentle, and a faint smile played at the corners of his mouth.
He approached slowly, casually picked up a glass of lemonade from the drinks section, and handed it to Chu Wuyang in a calm tone.
"Drink less alcohol!"
Chu Wuyang was a little confused, but she still took it naturally.
Yang Jinchu stood facing Zhou Heng, smiled slightly, and spoke in a gentle and polite tone:
"I am Yang Jinchu, a close friend of Wen Li. I had heard Wen Li mention you before, and I just happened to run into you today, so I came over to say hello."
Wen Li was a good friend of Yang Jinchu and had previously had academic exchanges with Zhou Heng. He had also brought Yang Jinchu to a Zhou family banquet before.
Zhou Heng's expression remained unchanged, his tone indifferent:
"Mr. Wenli, you flatter me."
Yang Jinchu gently swirled the teacup, her gaze sweeping over him unhurriedly before she smiled and said:
"Wen Li often says that the medical community in Haicheng has always held Zhou Shao in high esteem."
Zhou Heng nodded slightly, his tone indifferent:
"That's too kind of you."
Yang Jinchu smiled casually, his gaze falling on the wine glass in Zhou Heng's hand, and said cryptically:
"I've heard that Young Master Zhou possesses exceptional medical skills and is extremely strict about medical ethics, and has also achieved considerable success in the field of medical research,"
Zhou Heng's brows furrowed slightly, his tone remaining calm and composed:
"As a doctor, this is how it should be."
Yang Jinchu nodded slightly, her gaze carrying a hint of unreadable meaning, and added with a half-smile:
"Yes, the most important thing in medical research is to have a clear conscience."
Zhou Heng's fingers tightened slightly around the wine glass, his eyes filled with an unreadable emotion.
On the other side, Jing Min had just finished listening to Li Yan's report when he looked up and glanced towards the rest area, and saw—
Chu Wuyang was sitting on the sofa.
The two men opposite her, one holding tea and the other holding red wine, seemed to be surrounding her.
—He had only been gone a short while when people started crowding around his wife.
Jing Min's face darkened, and a fierce aura surged between his brows.
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