This calm yet slightly questioning tone instantly ignited Zhuo Zhiyuan's powder keg, causing his pent-up anger to surge to his head.
"Shu Jia, come here, I have something to tell you!"
Zhuo Zhiyuan suppressed his anger and tried his best to keep a calm expression.
Even if he's being cuckolded, he still wants to maintain his dignity. Zhuo Zhiyuan is definitely not the kind of man who can't accept defeat.
"Is there something you can't say here?"
Shu Jia kept her eyes glued to the computer screen, not even glancing at Zhuo Zhiyuan.
After a pause, Shu Jia added, her tone still dry and unnatural: "Wait a minute, I'll come find you when I'm done with this."
After answering Zhuo Zhiyuan's question, Shu Jia continued to discuss the plot with Ji Chenxi.
No matter how you look at it, his relationship with Shu Jia is much stronger than that of Ji Chenxi and Shu Jia, who have only known each other for a few days. But looking at the two of them with their heads almost touching, Zhuo Zhiyuan felt like he was the one who was superfluous.
Zhuo Zhiyuan pursed his lips, lowered his head, and gave a self-deprecating smile.
Suddenly, he realized that all his anger and turmoil these past few days had been meaningless. It turned out that Shu Jia didn't care at all; he was just putting on a boring monologue.
It's not Shu Jia's fault. After all, Shu Jia had told him from the beginning that they were just living together as a couple.
There is no talk of love, nor is there any love.
He agreed readily back then, didn't he?
Over the past two to three years, he has gradually become immersed in this life of constant minor squabbles but overall warmth.
It was him—he got too caught up in the role; no one else is to blame.
The two people in front of him were still focused on discussing their work, but Zhuo Zhiyuan had no intention of interrupting them at the moment.
He stood there waiting for Shu Jia, for five minutes, ten minutes, half an hour...
During the time he waited, Shu Jia did not turn around even once.
Aside from that very first glance, that emotionless glance tinged with a hint of disdain.
If Zhuo Zhiyuan had planned a thousand ways to question Shu Jia on his way here, now that he has seen all of this, he feels only calm.
Like a stagnant pool, nothing and no one can stir up the slightest ripple.
Zhuo Zhiyuan glanced at Shu Jia one last time. She was still talking to Ji Chenxi. He didn't know what Ji Chenxi replied, but Shu Jia immediately laughed. Her doe-like eyes, just like Tuan Tuan and Yuan Yuan's, turned into crescent moons when she laughed.
Zhuo Zhiyuan placed his laptop bag on the suitcase beside him and dialed a number: "Secretary Li, book me the fastest flight back to Xingcheng."
Secretary Li on the other end was very surprised. "Young Master Zhuo took the earliest flight to Madam's place early this morning. He must have just arrived not long ago."
Are we going back already?
Although she was very curious, Secretary Li, in the spirit of her professional duty, immediately looked up the earliest flight.
"Mr. Zhuo, there's only one flight a day from Z City to Xingcheng, and the earliest one is tomorrow morning at five o'clock."
"What about high-speed rail?"
When Secretary Li heard the words "high-speed rail," he was momentarily stunned.
What exactly happened during the short time that Mr. Zhuo and his wife met?
Logically speaking, shouldn't this young couple, who have been apart for a while, be deeply in love and passionately in love?
Why is Mr. Zhuo thinking of coming back so soon?
Could it be that the couple had a fight?
But gossip aside, Secretary Li still answered Zhuo Zhiyuan very professionally: "Z City is located in the northwest. There is no high-speed rail there yet, only trains. If you take the train to Xingcheng, it will take 30 hours."
Even if the train departs now, it will still be on its way when you land in the city by plane tomorrow morning.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and Zhuo Zhiyuan, feeling frustrated and speechless, finally had Secretary Li book the flight for tomorrow morning.
The filming location happened to be right next to a tourist attraction. After leaving the filming location, you could see groups of tourists and tour groups from time to time.
Zhuo Zhiyuan didn't want to watch Shu Jia and Ji Chenxi being all lovey-dovey anymore, nor did he want to stay alone in his hotel room, and he certainly didn't want to do those incredibly boring jobs.
So after leaving the hotel, Zhuo Zhiyuan began to wander aimlessly, and eventually he simply joined a tour group to pass the time listening to the tour guide introduce the local customs and culture.
I spent the day with a tour group. It gets dark quite late there, and by the time the tour ended, it was already past 10 p.m.
Zhuo Zhiyuan headed back home. Passing by a roadside shop, the proprietress enthusiastically promoted her wares. When he finally returned, he was carrying two large bags. One bag contained packaged local snacks, and the other bag contained several bottles of local specialty milk wine.
Back in his hotel room, Zhuo Zhiyuan threw his things on the table and went into the bathroom.
After taking a shower, I immediately saw Shu Jia sitting at the table eating snacks and drinking milk wine.
"Are you done washing?"
"Um."
"Want to come over and have something to eat?"
"No, thank you."
"Are you really not going to eat? Ji Chenxi said the food at this restaurant is pretty good, and the wine is nice too!"
Even though the room clearly belonged to Zhuo Zhiyuan, and he was the one who brought the things back, Shu Jia's expression and words made her seem more like the owner than Zhuo Zhiyuan.
Zhuo Zhiyuan was too lazy to answer this time. He took out a hairdryer from the sink drawer and started drying his hair.
The power cord was plugged in, and a noisy sound began. Zhuo Zhiyuan quietly dried his hair, while Shu Jia kept her mouth shut and continued to eat the food on the table in silence.
By the time Zhuo Zhiyuan finished drying his hair, Shu Jia had already finished eating and was leisurely lying on the single sofa looking at her phone.
Zhuo Zhiyuan tidied up all the fast food containers on the table and threw them into the trash can. He was about to throw away the milk wine he had only drunk a few sips of when Shu Jia stopped him.
"We'll be drinking it later, don't throw it away."
Zhuo Zhiyuan paused for a moment, but in the end he listened to Shu Jia and placed the bottle of milk wine on the table.
Then he went straight to bed, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.
"You're going to sleep already?"
Shu Jia's questioning voice rang in his ear. Zhuo Zhiyuan opened his eyes and found that Shu Jia had walked from the single sofa to the bedside at some point and was looking down at him.
Not wanting to be in this position of being looked down upon, Zhuo Zhiyuan sat up from the bed and leaned against it.
"Otherwise, what do you want from me? Hurry up and tell me, I need to go to sleep after that, I have to catch a flight back to Xingcheng tomorrow."
"Didn't you come looking for me? I was busy this morning and didn't have time to come. I was free this afternoon, so I came to find you, but you weren't at the hotel. Now that I'm here, you say you're going to sleep and are going back to Xingcheng tomorrow?"
At this point, Shu Jia's beautiful brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of doubt appeared in her doe-like eyes: "So what exactly do you want from me?"
Zhuo Zhiyuan's expression remained unchanged: "Oh, it's nothing important, it's probably okay not to talk about it. Anyway, I've already figured it out, and I'm not far from a complete solution."
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