Chapter 60 Tie up that sentimental scumbag (11)
Although Li Ziyan had disrupted Shen Zhuoyuan's life, Shen Zhuoyuan was, after all, very capable and knew exactly what to do and when, so he managed to lead the meeting smoothly. Apart from always keeping his eyes on Li Ziyan, there was nothing wrong with him.
After the meeting, Li Ziyan returned to his office as usual to sort out the documents and meeting content, but found a cup of warm cocoa milk on his desk.
Li Ziyan's heart skipped a beat. He placed his hand on the wall of the cocoa cup, and a familiar warmth and excitement surged in his heart. Next to the cocoa cup was a piece of paper with a line of words written on it.
"Xiaoyan baby, have a good rest."
The sharp pen strokes reveal the sharpness of this person's character, but the more such a person is, the more people will fall in love with him when he reveals his gentle side.
Li Ziyan tightened his grip on the cocoa milk and pursed his lips, but the curve of his lips was gentle. The warm milk slid into his throat, and the rich aroma of milk and cocoa soothed his tired heart.
Although Shen Zhuoyuan doesn't take relationships seriously, he's not that bad either...
The relationship between the two of them gradually warmed up imperceptibly. Li Ziyan also put in a lot of effort. No matter how early he got up every day, he would prepare lunch for Shen Zhuoyuan, and the types and tastes would change, just like him. There would be new changes every day, which made people want to explore and couldn't stop.
"Hey, why are you out drinking today? Why don't you go home and be your good husband?" Wei Ning poured a glass of wine for Shen Zhuoyuan with a teasing expression, "I see that you look good. Are you living a good life every day?"
"Why? Are you envious?"
Wei Ning rolled his eyes, but still couldn't suppress the gossip in his heart, and moved closer to Shen Zhuoyuan, "Hey, tell me, how far have you and the little assistant progressed?"
"Which step?" Shen Zhuoyuan glanced at Wei Ning with a faint look, but Wei Ning felt that there was dissatisfaction in his eyes.
"Why are you playing dumb? I don't know what kind of person you are. How can you let the assistant go, a beauty like her?"
"..." Shen Zhuoyuan took a sip of wine and was speechless for a moment. He was silent for a while, and finally spoke under Wei Ning's inquiring gaze: "Hug."
"ah?"
"Didn't you ask where we are? Hug."
"..." Wei Ning's mouth opened wide, he wanted to check if he was really drunk. He pinched his leg hard and screamed, "F-fuck, is this true?! You leave such a beautiful woman untouched, are you doing charity or just playing house?!"
It's not surprising that Wei Ning reacted so strongly. After all, he grew up with Shen Zhuoyuan. Over the years, Shen Zhuoyuan was definitely not a well-behaved person. He had five or six lovers, but none of these lovers stayed with Shen Zhuoyuan for too long, and Shen Zhuoyuan himself was not a very loyal person.
He flirts with people and then leaves them there without caring about them. In addition, his superior looks and family background have attracted countless romantic interests.
However, after learning that Shen Zhuoyuan had attacked his assistant, Wei Ning subconsciously felt that this time might not be as simple as before. Li Ziyan's eyes were clearly shining, and his attitude towards Shen Zhuoyuan was not mixed with any material-related emotions.
Now that he knew that these two people had been together for more than a month and Shen Zhuoyuan had not succeeded, Wei Ning's feeling became even stronger.
"I say, are you dying?"
"roll!"
"Then you can't be serious and can't bear to touch him, right?"
"Um?"
Wei Ning raised his eyebrows, his voice tentative, "Do you like the assistant?"
"Why else would I be with him?" Shen Zhuoyuan's eyes looked at him as if he were a fool, but slowly became more subtle. "I can't say I like him, I'm just very interested."
Wei Ning was speechless for a moment. He understood the hidden meaning of Shen Zhuoyuan's words. When his curiosity and interest in Li Ziyan disappeared, that would be the day when Li Ziyan was dumped. As a friend, Wei Ning couldn't say that Shen Zhuoyuan was wrong, but when he thought of Li Ziyan, he felt a little uncomfortable.
"Aren't you afraid of hurting people's feelings?"
"Things like love are just like this, you can't blame others."
Shen Zhuoyuan shrugged his shoulders, acting nonchalant, but he put down his wine glass, his brows showing signs of discomfort. As he spoke, his mind flashed back to Li Ziyan's finger, which had been cut while cooking, and her tenderness and comfort in front of him. Shen Zhuoyuan felt a pang of discomfort in his chest.
The message reminder on the phone rang at the right time. Shen Zhuoyuan clicked it and found it was a voice message from Li Ziyan. He straightened up, his eyes filled with anticipation and joy that he himself was not aware of.
"Brother Yuan, I made some hangover soup and boat porridge. I put them in a clay pot. You can drink them when you get home."
Shen Zhuoyuan's expression softened, a smile on his lips, and he replied a message.
Mr. Shen: “Xiaoyan, are you in the apartment?”
Xiaoyan: "No, Brother Yuan, I've already gone back."
Mr. Shen: “Why don’t you stay? I’ll be back soon.”
Xiaoyan: "It's already late, Brother Yuan needs to go back and rest, so I won't disturb him. Brother Yuan, go home and be safe."
"Okay, got it." Shen Zhuoyuan put away his phone, stood up, straightened his clothes, and walked to the door under Wei Ning's puzzled eyes. "Our Xiaoyan made me a hangover soup, you should go back early."
“???”
Before Wei Ning could make any response, Shen Zhuoyuan had already left, leaving Wei Ning alone in the private room, doubting his life.
After Shen Zhuoyuan returned home, he saw a bowl of sobering soup and a bowl of porridge in the thermal cabinet. His heart felt as if it was kissed by countless kisses, and was filled with incoherent satisfaction. He didn't even realize that his habits and his life were slowly changing with one person.
On the other side, Li Ziyan returned home and flipped through the chat history between him and Shen Zhuoyuan again and again. Facing the window, his eyes were gentle, but the corners of his mouth were pursed into a straight line.
He lowered his head and maintained this posture. He didn't know how long it had been. Finally, he raised his head at the sound of 007 and opened the text message on his mobile phone.
007: "Host, do you really want to do this?"
"Well, I just threw out the bait. The final choice is his."
007: “Yeah.”
No matter what Shen Zhuoyuan's true feelings are now, Li Ziyan can feel that he is not serious. Whether they can continue on their future path and whether he wants to stay in the future is all up to Shen Zhuoyuan to choose.
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