Chapter 77 "Secret Weapon"
The midday sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a warm glow on the floor.
Qu He gently pushed open the office door, and Zhuang Bieyan was sitting on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window not far away.
Hearing the noise, he looked up, got up, walked over, smiled, took her hand, and led her inside.
As Qu He followed him, she couldn't help but secretly observe him.
Zhuang Bieyan's office style is similar to his bedroom style: a gray and white color scheme, clean lines, and a simple yet sophisticated look.
Especially the huge floor-to-ceiling window, which offers a panoramic view of the northern city, as if the entire city were at his feet.
She placed the "carefully prepared" lunchboxes on the coffee table, then took them out one by one and arranged them neatly.
Zhuang Bieyan opened the door beside him, saying, "Thank you for your trouble, you even made a special trip over here."
Qu He recalled the "guide to conversation techniques for pursuing someone" in online guides, pursed her lips, and tried to make her voice sound sweeter and softer.
"I'm glad you like it. I didn't know what you liked to eat, so I prepared a little bit of everything."
Look! It expresses concern while subtly showcasing one's "thoughtfulness" and "all-around ability"—perfect!
Qu He secretly gave herself a thumbs up in her heart!
Zhuang Bieyan's eyes flickered slightly, but he pretended not to understand the meaning behind her words and continued to open the lunchbox.
When the third lunchbox was opened, Qu He's lips twitched.
Oh no! I was so focused on dumping the takeout that I didn't pay attention to the cuisine. It's Cantonese shrimp dumplings and Hunan-style stir-fried pork...
She forced herself to explain, "Well... I've recently been researching innovative dishes that blend Hunan and Guangdong styles, new variations."
Zhuang Bieyan nodded slowly, glanced at her, and the smile in his eyes seemed to have seen through everything. "Is that so? Ah He is really amazing."
Feeling embarrassed, Qu He simply gave up and said, "Okay, okay, it's all takeout."
Zhuang Bieyan chuckled softly, picked up a shrimp dumpling and brought it to her lips, "Hmm, I like takeout too."
As long as it's a gift from you.
Qu He's face flushed slightly as she chewed on a shrimp dumpling, pretending to bend down and organize her lunchbox.
While having lunch with Zhuang Bieyan, Qu He's gaze unconsciously followed him.
She was chewing on the shrimp dumpling he had just fed her when she became engrossed in watching him.
How come I never noticed before that banquets at Zhuangbieyan were so beautiful? Elegant, truly elegant!
She stared blankly for a moment, until Zhuang Bieyan looked over, and then she looked away.
Only then did I realize that I had just been swooning over his face.
She quickly looked away, glancing around, her eyes accidentally landing on a few documents on the coffee table, then her attention was drawn to the title on the cover.
"This is... a wedding planning proposal?" she asked, pointing.
Zhuang Bieyan nodded, took the proposal and handed it to her: "Take a look and see if there are any parts that need to be modified."
Qu He took it and flipped through the pages, becoming more and more surprised with each page she read.
From the wedding theme and venue flow design to even the detailed planning of the honeymoon trip, everything was meticulously planned and perfected, leaving no room for error.
She recalled the scene of planning her wedding alone, putting in a lot of effort, only to end up with a thankless result.
Qu He looked at the plan, glanced at the man beside her, and then, recalling the sales pitches and techniques she'd seen online, blurted out, "My husband is so amazing!"
"This wedding plan is absolutely perfect!"
"Zhuang Bieyan, how can you be so amazing?"
She praised him one compliment after another, then stared intently at him, eagerly awaiting his response.
Zhuang Bieyan simply gave a faint "hmm," took a sip of soup, and made no further comment.
Qu He sighed silently to herself, feeling somewhat defeated.
Sigh, Zhuang Bieyan is just too hard to win over.
But she didn't notice that the moment her gaze shifted away, Zhuang Bieyan couldn't help but smile, and he almost dropped the spoon he was using to drink soup.
Over the next few days, Qu He continued to diligently study the online posts to "strategize" for Zhuang Bieyan, but with little success.
In the morning, Qu He felt the mattress move slightly while she was half asleep.
She opened her eyes groggily and saw that Zhuang Bieyan had already finished washing up and was tying his tie by the bedside.
Sleepiness overwhelmed her, and Qu He glanced at the screen before quickly closing her eyes again.
But in the last second before she fell asleep again, she suddenly jolted awake and sat up straight on her back!
Zhuang Bieyan paused in tying his tie.
Qu He, with her messy hair, looked at him with hazy eyes.
Zhuang Bieyan lowered his voice: "It's still early, why don't you sleep a little longer?"
These past few days he's been enjoying being clumsily "pursued" by her, and he's in a great mood. Last night he couldn't resist and pestered her until quite late.
Looking at Qu He's droopy eyelids and her dazed, sleepy expression, he felt incredibly soft-hearted.
He went over and sat on the edge of the bed, tidying her hair as he asked in an even softer voice, "What's wrong?"
Qu He turned her head, her gaze falling on his tie, which wasn't quite tied yet, and said in a hoarse voice, "I...I'll help you tie your tie."
Zhuang Bieyan: "..."
The smile in his eyes deepened.
Qu He closed her eyes tightly, trying to shake off the sleepiness, but she still couldn't help but yawn several times.
He wasn't fully awake yet, but the "pursuit strategy" in his mind was exceptionally clear: "Any natural intimate gesture can help to get closer to him, such as tying his tie."
Yes! Wear a tie!
But... I'm so sleepy...
She reached out and grabbed one end of the tie, gently pulling it towards herself.
Zhuang Bieyan's eyes were full of indulgence, and he leaned towards her, almost putting his upper body into her arms.
He lowered his eyes and watched her squinting as she awkwardly and diligently tied her tie, and he felt his heart almost melt.
"It's okay, I can do it myself," he coaxed softly.
"I'll be done soon... soon..." she mumbled, her voice growing softer and softer, her movements becoming slower and slower.
Before she could finish speaking, her forehead gently bumped against his chest.
Qu He ultimately couldn't overcome her overwhelming sleepiness. Clutching his tie, she tilted her head and fell into a deep sleep again in his arms.
Zhuang Bieyan chuckled, looking tenderly at the person in his arms, his chin gently resting on the top of her head, his overflowing love almost spilling out.
Ah He, you don't actually need to do anything.
I've been yours for a long time.
It has been like this for a long time.
After several failed attempts to "conquer" her, Qu He was somewhat discouraged.
After hearing this, Si Yue confidently analyzed, "That's because you haven't put in the 'hard work' yet, senior! Wait for me for two more days, and the secret weapon I prepared for you will arrive soon."
A secret weapon?
Hard-hitting kung fu?
Before Qu He could figure out the meaning behind her words, she was forced to go on a business trip.
The pursuit plan was forced to be abandoned.
A pottery exchange exhibition was held in Haicheng, and Qu He participated as a representative of Heyuefang.
The exchange exhibition lasted for three days and two nights, with various setups, exchanges, and seminars. Qu He had already put the matter of "chasing Zhuang Bie Banquet" out of her mind after getting busy.
On the last night of the exhibition, she had just finished showering and lay down when she received a message from Si Yue:
[Senior! The "secret weapon" I sent you has arrived! Remember to open it as soon as you get home! It's guaranteed to be useful!]
A secret weapon?
express delivery?
Home?
Home! !
Qu He suddenly sat bolt upright in bed. There was a banquet waiting for her at home!
She quickly opened her chat window with Zhuang Bieyan, and the screen was almost entirely filled with messages that Zhuang Bieyan had sent unilaterally over the past few days:
[Link] Restaurant recommendations near the exhibition; these might have something you like.
It's going to rain tomorrow, remember to bring an umbrella.
The air conditioning at the exhibition is very strong, so remember to bring a spare jacket.
She herself hasn't sent him any messages for three whole days!
It’s over!
All our previous efforts have been in vain!
All our previous efforts have been wasted!
Desperate to try anything, Qu He tried to salvage the situation and quickly began to carefully craft her words and type.
She bit her nails and carefully typed a message before sending it: 【Good evening! Are you done with your work? I'm going home tomorrow! [Little bunny sitting obediently waiting.jpg]】
I waited for a while, but there was no reply.
She added another item: [The Moon]
Still no movement.
Oh no, oh no...
Qu He hurriedly performed the Eight Pieces of Brocade exercise by the bedside, then suddenly remembered something and sent another message:
[By the way, I have a few packages that have arrived. If it's convenient... could you help me open them and take a look? [Little bunny with hands clasped in prayer.jpg]]
This time, the phone vibrated quickly, but instead of a reply, a video call request from Zhuang Bieyan popped up on the screen.
Qu He's heart skipped a beat. After hesitating for a few seconds, she pressed the answer button.
The screen connects, and the first thing you see is a pair of firm abs.
Water droplets, still clinging to his skin, slowly slid down his abs, leaving much to the imagination...
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