Chapter 157 All I knew was that he had feelings for her, and that he was being hypocritical.
The following evening, Lin Zaoyi declined Qianqian's invitation to have spicy hot pot and headed to the parking lot with her snakeskin bag.
Five minutes ago, I received a call from Tan Zhaojing saying that he had arrived.
The driver opened the back door before she could. She thanked him, and Tan Zhaojing, who was resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened them upon hearing the sound. The next second, a crease appeared between his brows. "What are you holding in your hand?"
A question mark popped into Lin Zaoyi's mind. Although the young master was unaware of the hardships of life, the snakeskin bags used by working people were quite common, weren't they?
Even so, she still earnestly explained to him, "It's just a kind of bag. Don't let its rustic appearance fool you, it can hold a lot."
She was about to unfold it to show him when she suddenly remembered that she had tampered with the snakeskin bag, so she stopped.
He gestured in the air with his hand, "It's huge when it opens, haven't you ever seen one before?"
Tan Zhaojing was amused by her earnest explanation. "Lin Zaoyi, do you take me for an idiot or something?"
Lin Zaoyi sensed his sarcasm. She answered his questions the same way he asked, "I treat you like a young master."
The young master's brow furrowed even deeper, and then he let out a sigh, "You're just trying to annoy me."
"......"
She didn't mean it; her tone was so nice.
The car starts, and as it spins, the partition in the middle slowly rises.
?
What kind of operation is this?
Lin Zaoyi fainted, but didn't do anything...
Turning her head, she saw that the man who had been joking just a minute ago had now closed his eyes. She wondered why he would raise the partition for no reason. She had been overthinking it. The driver just wanted his boss to have a moderately lit environment to rest.
She dimmed her phone screen and muted it. With half an hour to go before arriving at Jingwan, Lin Zaoyi was bored sitting there, so she opened the news. When she looked up again, the setting sun greeted her, with the evening glow almost covering the entire sky, layer upon layer.
At this moment, I noticed that the route had completely deviated from the road to Jingwan.
Where is this...?
Subconsciously turning his head, he saw Tan Zhaojing with his eyelids lightly closed and his breathing shallow, seemingly asleep. However, his brows were furrowed. Why did he frown so much at such a young age?
Or is it that she caused him some kind of aftereffects?
After reflecting on myself, it seems I'm not so bad after all.
Unconsciously, she raised her hand, wanting to smooth out the wrinkle, but when she was half a foot away from him, she suddenly realized what she was doing and quickly pulled back.
Feeling guilty, she reached for the button. The panel slowly rose, and she shifted closer to the driver's seat. Before she could ask, the driver turned his head slightly and whispered, "It's Mr. Tan's arrangement."
She nodded.
Let's wait until he wakes up before asking.
About ten minutes later, the car drove into a restaurant called "Yuanju". Lin Zaoyi had been here before. It was more famous for its osmanthus flowers than its dishes. It was in full bloom, and with only a small window open, the sweet fragrance kept wafting into her nose.
"We've arrived, get off the bus." A lazy voice came from beside me.
He finally woke up.
"Is something the matter?" she asked.
Tan Zhaojing: "Get off the bus first."
He opened the car door, and she got out from the other end. Through the car roof, she asked again, "Why did you bring me here?"
Tan Zhaojing gestured for her to turn around, and she did so. In the afterglow of the setting sun, a family of four came into view: the father was holding a baby girl, and the mother was holding a little boy's hand.
Lin Zaoyi is no stranger to the Shen family. The little boy made a wish with her two years ago, and the baby girl goes without saying; she held her a few days ago.
Tan Zhaojing walked over and said, "President Shen's wife wants to thank you for helping take care of the child."
After a half-second pause, he said, "Mr. Shen has a wind power project in northern Beijing. You should be more interested in firsthand news."
Yes, yes, yes.
Lin Zaoyi felt only gratitude at that moment and sincerely said to him, "Thank you."
Tan Zhaojing gave a curt "hmm" and nodded slightly. "Let's go."
The two women lifted their feet, and the family of four also moved closer. The baby's mother smiled and asked, "Did my daughter cause trouble for Mr. Ming all afternoon?"
Lin Zaoyi shook her head, "No, she played for a while, drank her milk, and then fell asleep."
As he spoke, he gently touched the little girl's cheek with his fingertip. "You're still so cute even after just a few days."
The baby seemed to understand, and started moving its limbs.
"Sister Wishing~" Her hem was tugged, and she glanced down, smiling as she asked, "You still remember me?"
The little boy nodded, "Because you are the most special."
Lin Zaoyi wanted to know what was special about it, "For example?"
The little boy blinked mischievously, "You're the only one who believes me, so make a wish with me."
She understood, and indirectly called her stupid.
Lin Zaoyi squatted down. "Then let me ask you, has your wish come true?"
The child glanced innocently at her mother, then at her father, and finally nodded, "And what about yours, sister?"
Lin Zaoyi's smile faded slightly. "Me?"
After a half-second hesitation, the little boy chimed in, "No, right, sister? Don't be silly next time."
"Ouch!" A soft exclamation rang in my ears, followed by a child's complaint, "Uncle, why did you pinch my nose?"
Tan Zhaojing glanced at him and said, "Just like your father, so talkative."
Mr. Shen: ?
He chuckled, "Tan Zhaojing, with your petty and calculating nature, how do you expect to win back your wife?"
After saying that, he looked at the girl and said, "Don't let Tan Zhaojing coax you back so quickly."
Lin Zaoyi couldn't keep up with this. She wanted to say that it was a misunderstanding, but then felt it was pointless and gave a dry laugh as a response.
"Your name is Zaoyi, right?"
The baby's mother smiled warmly, her eyes crinkling. "We'll eat in a little while, shall we go for a walk in the yard?"
"OK."
As the sun sets and the last rays of light fade, the courtyard streetlights come on one by one. The osmanthus blossoms, like stars, are illuminated by the lights, creating a unique and enchanting atmosphere.
The baby's mother bent down and picked up a small handful of osmanthus flowers from the ground, smelled them in her hand, and said, "I know you."
Lin Zaoyi turned her head and saw the baby's mother wink at her. "Aside from that brief meeting two years ago, I've heard more about you from a dinner party."
Perhaps it's because she's a mother, but her voice is very soft, with a hint of laughter in it, making her feel friendly and approachable.
She didn't speak, mainly because she didn't know how to respond, and silently nodded.
The baby's mother continued, "There weren't many people at the dinner, maybe five or six friends, including our family and your family—"
After pausing for half a second, she smiled and changed her words: "I have a good personal relationship with President Tan. That day, they took turns teasing President Tan about losing his good wife. President Tan didn't say a word in response and just sat there quietly the whole time. Afterwards, a friend asked, 'What if the old man objects again?'"
Lin Zaoyi's heart skipped a beat at these words, but the next second, a gentle voice soothed her, "President Tan only said four words, and he had no choice."
Each word and syllable filled her heart, making it feel heavy and heavy as it fell, finally landing in a soft piece of cotton.
The baby's mother added, "After that, I went out for a while, and when I returned to the private room, I ran into Mr. Tan making a phone call in the corridor."
She paused for a moment, then asked, "Did you go to Zurich?"
Lin Zaoyi didn't understand why the topic had jumped to this point. She nodded and immediately asked, "What happened?"
The baby's mother smiled and said, "That's right. Mr. Tan's phone call was related to Zurich. He asked about the weather and safety, and then asked how the girl he wanted to protect was doing lately."
Before the tenderness in her heart had completely dissipated, Lin Zaoyi fell into it again. A gust of wind rose and chilled her face, but her heart warmed, and her eyes also became hot.
The baby's mother patted her shoulder gently, "Your Mr. Tan is here, I'll go in first."
Lin Zaoyi turned her head at the sound. The streetlight illuminated the person's features, revealing a sharp outline. The person's features were as cool as ever, but their deep eyes held a warmth.
It doesn't matter anymore. Whether it's the real culprit or a fake one, I don't care from this moment on.
All I know is that he has feelings for her.
I also know that he's saying one thing but meaning another.
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