Chapter 27 A Reward from Zhuang Bieyan?
"I heard that the daughters of wealthy families are saying in private that they would be willing to die if they could win your favor, Mr. Zhuang."
"There are also reports that someone spent seven figures just to buy your contact information."
Qu He simply put down her spoon, propped her chin up with one hand, rolled her eyes around, and leaned her head forward.
"What's more, I heard that a while ago, a young lady from a prominent family gave you a royal watch, and you wrote a letter to express your gratitude after accepting it."
"besides...."
Zhuang Bieyan looked at the person in front of him with bright eyes. As he spoke, he even waved his finger in the air a few times. He was lively and cheerful, with an inexplicable charm.
Zhuang Bieyan suddenly froze, as if his memories were overlapping at that moment, and the little girl who had been babbling incessantly at the corner of the table was back.
As Qu He spoke, she finally realized that something was wrong.
It seems she just now, perhaps, maybe, presumptuously...
Qu He bit her tongue, gave an awkward smile, and began to try to salvage the situation, "Actually... I don't believe any of those things... Everyone knows your character perfectly well, Mr. Zhuang..."
The atmosphere was somewhat silent.
Zhuang Bieyan looked at her and said seriously, "There's no seven-digit number. I gave her the contact information, but she didn't accept the watch, nor did she reply."
"ah?"
"Among the 321 family precepts of the Zhuang family, there is none that forbids 'marrying a wife of equal social standing,' nor is there any rule that 'entering the Zhuang family requires kneeling in the ancestral hall for three days and three nights.'"
As he continued, Zhuang Bieyan's expression changed slightly, as if he felt that it was a bit too outrageous.
Qu He chuckled dryly, "So the rumors circulating outside are a bit outrageous."
Zhuang Bieyan said seriously, "They're all exaggerations. I'm just an ordinary person."
Qu He was somewhat amused by him. "Is President Zhuang trying to prove himself?"
"Yes!" Zhuang Bieyan looked directly into her eyes. "I don't want to be misunderstood."
There was a knock on the door of the private room, and a waiter pushed a cart in.
Another bowl of soup.
Qu He frowned and looked at Zhuang Bieyan.
He lifted the lid. "It's morel mushrooms and pork ribs. There are no Chinese herbs, and it's not bitter. Want to try some?"
Qu He looked doubtful.
Zhuang Bieyan chuckled, "It wasn't you who said it; Zhuang Yushu never lies."
Qu He was teased by him, and the shame and indignation she had finally forgotten surged up again. She took a big gulp of water.
The soup was fragrant and delicious. Qu He tentatively scooped up a small spoonful and found it slightly sweet.
She raised an eyebrow and took another sip.
Zhuang Bieyan took in her expression and served himself a bowl.
The meal ended at 1 p.m.
When it was time to pay the bill, Qu He was told that it had already been charged to Zhuang Bieyan's account.
"I promised I'd treat you," she protested softly.
Zhuang Bieyan remained calm and casually opened the door for her. "The store automatically charged me. You can treat me to lobster next time."
It's next time again...
Qu He had no choice but to nod and give up.
The Maybach drove smoothly on the road.
Qu He was texting Si Yue in the passenger seat, not paying attention to the direction the car was traveling.
Only when the car slowly came to a stop did she look up, but what she saw was not the sign for Heyuefang, but the familiar cream-colored English word PADA.
"This is...?"
"Wait a moment." Zhuang Bieyan left these words behind, unbuckled his seatbelt, and got out of the car.
A short while later, he got into the car carrying two bags.
Qu He smelled a faint creamy aroma.
He placed one of the bags on the back seat and handed the other to her.
Qu He's hand froze in mid-air, unsure whether to take it or not. "President Zhuang, what are you doing...?"
Zhuang Bieyan gently placed the cake on her lap, and Qu He had to hold it up to prevent it from falling.
He fastened his seatbelt, his tone calm, but his gaze fell on her slightly reddened earlobes: "I promised Zhuang Xi I'd buy her dessert before I left."
Qu He nodded, "Oh, then this..."
"This," Zhuang Bieyan turned to look at her, "is a reward for another child."
"......"
Qu He looked up and met his smiling eyes.
Zhuang Bieyan smiled and added, "She spoke the truth today and bravely expressed her thoughts."
Qu He subconsciously gripped the edge of the paper bag, her ears turning even redder.
Zhuang Bieyan started the car and casually said, "Yangmei Xuemeiniang, the shop assistant said it's a new product that just arrived today."
It's bayberries again.
He actually remembered!
"Thank you," Qu He said softly, so softly that it seemed only she could hear it.
A moment later, a "hmm" came from the driver's seat.
Just one simple word.
She inexplicably felt that the cake in her hand was a little hot.
The car slowly drove away, and when it arrived at the entrance of Heyuefang, Zhuang Bieyan received a phone call and left.
Qu He stood there, watching the Maybach gradually disappear around the corner, until the taillights were completely out of sight before she carried the cake into the store.
...
Beishan Villa.
Zhuangzhai.
After taking a bath, Xiao Zhuangxi sat on the wool carpet in the living room, drawing at the table while talking to Zhuang Liuyue.
She put down her watercolors halfway through her painting. "Mom, Uncle Yu asked me again today if I wanted to find myself a dad."
Zhuang Liuyue's eyes didn't leave her phone; her finger swiped through the short video on the screen: "How did you reply?"
Xiao Zhuangxi turned to the sofa and said, "Uncle Yu, just give up on that idea!"
She mimicked an adult's tone in her childish voice: "Mom said she wouldn't date her best friend's younger brother, nor would she date anyone younger than herself."
"Pfft!" Zhuang Liuyue finally looked up from her phone, her eyes crinkling with joy. "As expected of my daughter, come here and give me a kiss."
"Here you are."
Xiao Zhuangxi immediately got up, pounced on Zhuang Liuyue and gave her a kiss on the cheek, "Mom, you look so beautiful today."
"Really?" Zhuang Liuyue touched her face, completely forgetting the abs video she was watching.
Xiao Zhuangxi nodded emphatically, her face full of sincerity, "She's even more beautiful than those uncles showing off their abs in the videos."
Zhuang Liuyue was overjoyed. She tossed her phone aside, hugged Zhuang Xi, and kissed her several times. "Daughters are the best!"
Taking the opportunity, Zhuang Xi hugged her neck, blinked her big eyes, and said coquettishly, "Then, beautiful Mom, tomorrow is Friday, can I eat PADA?"
How was your week?
"Teacher Amy gave me a little red flower as a reward, and she also made me the class monitor for a day today," Xiao Zhuangxi proudly patted his chest.
"Okay! Mom will buy it for you tomorrow."
"Thank you, Mom. Please don't forget!"
Zhuang Liuyue waved her hand casually, "Don't worry."
Seeing her mother engrossed in her phone again, Xiao Zhuangxi sighed like a little adult, feeling that her mother was unreliable.
She rested her chubby chin on her hand and thought for a while. Maybe she should talk to her uncle again and ask for Sister Qu's contact information.
Just then, I heard the door open.
Zhuang Bieyan entered the room.
Zhuang Xi's eyes lit up, and she put on her little shoes and ran to the door.
As soon as I stood still, I saw the PADA paper bag that Zhuang Bieyan was carrying.
She jumped up excitedly, "Uncle, Uncle, you're so kind! How did you know I wanted to eat PADA!"
Little Zhuang Xi circled Zhuang Bieyan several times, rattling off all the new compliments he had learned: "Uncle is tall! Handsome! Smart! Amazing! Awesome!"
"That's enough!" Zhuang Bieyan interrupted promptly after hearing the last two words.
He looked down at his little niece, who was blinking her big eyes and acting cute, and then glanced at his sister lying on the sofa.
"I only bought one, so don't eat too many. Remember to brush your teeth after you finish eating."
"Okay, Uncle, thank you, Uncle."
Xiao Zhuangxi obediently took the bag, carefully carried the cake to the restaurant, and when she opened it and saw the bayberry mochi inside, she pouted, "Uncle, why didn't you buy my favorite canelé?"
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