Chapter 11 Smell Leads to a Ruin in Old Age
Zhuang Fuyao was dressed lightly. She hadn't felt anything when she was in the closed room, but she started to feel cold soon after she came out.
Seeing her sneeze, Liang Huaixu asked, "How about buying a jacket to wear temporarily?"
Zhuang Fuyao shook her head without even thinking.
She has a double standard regarding cleanliness in this regard.
Although her own room is often messy, it doesn't stop her from caring about others. She strictly distinguishes between "herself" and "others," preferring to be cold, hungry, and uncomfortable rather than use or eat things that others have used.
Liang Huaixu knew this about her and couldn't do anything about it, so he had Aunt Yuan bring a coat from her room.
"No need," Zhuang Fuyao said, puzzled. "Isn't your coat in the car? I'll just wear yours."
Her eyes were clear and bright, but her expression was very serious. She wasn't joking, and she spoke as if it were only natural to treat him as "one of our own."
After a slight pause, Liang Huaixu smiled faintly, a smile he himself was unaware of. "Okay, then wait for me."
"Uh-huh."
While waiting for him, Zhuang Fuyao was drawn to a blind box featuring a red-lipped woman displayed inside and outside the boutique.
She thought it was very unique and asked the salesperson if they still had that series in stock.
Salesperson: "I'm sorry, this is a sample, we're not in stock right now."
Zhuang Fuyao shrugged, shifting her gaze from the red-lipped lady to the other blind boxes, but she wasn't particularly interested in any of them.
Someone nearby said, "There's a really popular variety show recently, and the camera showed that a celebrity guest had this set at home. It sold out as soon as the show aired."
Zhuang Fuyao looked over and saw a trendy-looking man, or rather a boy, wearing a baseball cap with the brim pulled down low, but you could see that his jawline was very good, and overall he was quite handsome.
She asked with some regret, "Are there any other places that sell them?"
“They’re only available from scalpers.” The boy smiled and started chatting casually. “But I don’t recommend buying them; the markup is too high. If you’re not in a hurry, you can wait a couple of months until the hype dies down before buying.”
"No need then." Zhuang Fuyao felt there was no need to wait two months for a blind box.
As for scalpers...
She had heard Song Qing talk about how bad the scalpers' behavior was, and she didn't want to encourage it.
So I decided to just let it go.
The boy then said, "Coincidentally, I had two sets in stock before. If you like them, I'll sell them to you at market price."
Zhuang Fuyao sensed something, raised an eyebrow but said nothing.
Under her scrutiny, the boy smiled, took out his phone, and said, "Let's add each other on WeChat, just to be friends."
She had a premonition.
Zhuang Fuyao couldn't help but ask, "How old are you?"
Male student: "I'm a junior this year."
Zhuang Fuyao's eyes crinkled into a smile. "My son should be a year older than you."
"...Sister, don't play tricks on me."
The boy twitched the corners of his mouth. He was good-looking and quite popular with girls at school. This was the first time he had been rejected, and the reason sounded like there was no room for negotiation.
However, looking at the obviously young and beautiful girl in front of him, he preferred to think she was playing him rather than believe she had a son a year older than him.
At least it won't be so disillusioning.
He walked back dejectedly, almost bumping into someone. He looked up and froze, "Teacher Liang?"
—This is the terrifying entity that caused him to fail a course in college.
Liang Huaixu also thought he was seeing things.
In the short time it took to grab some clothes, he saw his student with Zhuang Fuyao. It seemed that his student was flirting with Zhuang Fuyao.
He felt that he couldn't leave, nor could he just stand by and watch. Then he thought about the age difference between the two people and rubbed his forehead.
Since Zhuang Fuyao shed her melancholy, she has become radiant and looks remarkably young.
I feel that if he doesn't take better care of himself, there might come a day when people will mistake her for his daughter.
When he chatted with the student, he urged him to study hard and not fail any courses. If he was ambitious, he could also consider internships, postgraduate studies, or future career planning.
Boy: I felt even more depressed after being rejected.
………
After saying goodbye to the students, Liang Huaixu went to find Zhuang Fuyao. He observed her for a moment, and her expression did not change. She probably did not see their conversation.
That's fine too.
He handed her his coat.
Zhuang Fuyao took it, but didn't put it on immediately. Instead, she took a deep breath and smelled the faint woody, incense-like scent emanating from him. There was no other woman's perfume.
She then draped the cloak over herself with satisfaction.
Liang Huaixu felt a little awkward at her action, for there were too many similar moments in their intimate past. In that instant, it was as if she wasn't smelling his clothes, but rather—
He composed himself and glanced at his watch. It was almost time for the movie to start. He asked, "Is there anyone else here?"
Zhuang Fuyao was bewildered by his sudden question, "What other people?"
Are we the only two watching the movie?
Zhuang Fuyao looked at him, "Otherwise what?"
Liang Huaixu coughed lightly and said tactfully, "I thought Qin Zhenglin would come too."
Zhuang Fuyao was speechless. She thought that her act of inviting her ex-husband to the movies was already quite obvious.
So when Liang Huaixu changed his mind and wanted to cancel the movie, but after she threatened him a little and he agreed again, she felt that he had gone through a lot of internal struggle and finally understood.
Furthermore, Liang Huaixu's attitude towards her was very friendly today, and he was even willing to make an exception and accompany her to the secret room, so she tacitly accepted that the two of them were in a tacitly ambiguous relationship.
After all that, he still didn't understand anything.
They even mentioned Qin Zhenglin.
What a blockhead he is, hiding beneath his high IQ exterior.
Not to mention that Qin Zhenglin was just a blind date she met once.
Even if she really did have something going on with Qin Zhenglin, would she still invite Liang Huaixu along?
What is this... a mind-blowing idea.
Zhuang Fuyao was too lazy to pay attention to him and didn't want to explain anything anymore.
With such a dense mind, if she were to unleash her ultimate move before she has even figured things out herself, it would only scare people away prematurely.
Zhuang Fuyao watched a movie with little interest. Because she was distracted, she didn't understand the plot at all, so much so that she didn't dare to tell Ms. Ji that she had seen her movie.
The next evening, she asked Bagel out to play games, complaining as she played with incredible skill, exclaiming, "What do you mean by talking to a brick wall! I'm exactly like that!"
He truly turned anger into strength, and soon won the title of "King of Elimination".
At the same time, the Liang family
Liang Chaoluo made a special trip home to visit Comrade Lao Liang.
After a night of sorting out his thoughts, he gradually accepted the possibility that Lao Liang might be experiencing a second spring in his life.
From a positive perspective, isn't this a particularly good opportunity?
Men in love are usually very easy to talk to. Maybe by taking advantage of this opportunity and putting in a little more effort, we can get Lao Liang to agree to his relationship with Shu Run.
Thinking of this, his face, which had been filled with hostility from working overtime during the day, softened considerably.
When Aunt Yuan saw him return, she came over eagerly to express her concern, "Young Master Chaoluo, have you had dinner yet? Should I tell the kitchen to make you something?"
"No need." Liang Chaoluo glanced around and asked Aunt Yuan, "Has anyone come to our house recently?"
Aunt Yuan was stunned, and stammered, "Yes... I think so."
“What do you mean by ‘seems like’?” Liang Chaoluo frowned.
"……have."
Aunt Yuan felt that if even Young Master Chaoluo didn't know, and had to ask her about it, then the master probably never intended to tell Young Master Chaoluo about this matter.
If Young Master Chaoluo hadn't asked her in that tone, she would have kept it a secret. Although the young master was young, when he got serious, his aura was already seven or eight parts like that of the master, which made her somewhat resentful.
Liang Chaoluo nodded, "Alright, I'll go in first."
Because it was something he had expected, he remained quite calm.
But this tranquility was like a dilapidated house in a downpour; it soon crumbled bit by bit.
Upon entering the main building, he was dumbfounded.
What's the deal with this completely renovated interior design?
These are cartoon-patterned cushions? And this tablecloth?
And these incredibly childish fridge magnets!
When he first saw the photos, he thought it might just be that the person was dressed younger.
Now, looking at the various arrangements in this house...
Only two words came to his mind: It's over.
Old Liang is going to ruin his reputation in his later years.
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