Chapter 103 (4): We're on a blind date
Liang Huaixu turned off his phone, closed his eyes, and thought about many things.
He could sense that Zhuang Fuyao was relaxed and comfortable around him. Relaxation and comfort were good, but excessive relaxation made him doubt himself.
They sleep in the same bed every day, and he really puts her at ease like that?
But in reality, even he himself doesn't trust himself.
If the two of them were really just sleeping separately, that would be fine, but her sleeping habits are really not good; she either sleeps like a vine or an octopus.
He was mostly conscious, but his body's reactions made him feel terrible. He just kept enduring it and often went to the bathroom in the middle of the night.
Zhuang Fuyao wasn't by his side tonight, and he clung to her pillow as he fell asleep. He slept lightly for a while before being woken up by his alarm clock at two in the morning. He closed the alarm clock groggily.
Then he got up and sent a message to Zhuang Fuyao in a low, hoarse voice, "Fufu, when are you coming back?"
Zhuang Fuyao just got up to use the restroom at that moment. Seeing the message, she asked, "Aren't you asleep yet?"
Liang Huaixu: "I can't sleep without you by my side."
Zhuang Fuyao sighed. Before going to bed, she was wondering if Liang Huaixu would be unable to sleep, but she didn't expect that he really wouldn't be able to sleep.
He has trouble sleeping when he sleeps alone, and she doesn't know when that will change. She can't always sleep with him.
After thinking for a moment, he sighed again.
Well, things will work themselves out. We'll deal with things when the time comes. In the meantime, she'll just try her best to let him get a good night's sleep.
When she woke up the next day, she took the initiative to ask Qin Zhenglin when they would meet, thinking that she could finish the meeting as soon as possible so that she could give her grandmother an explanation.
The other party probably didn't expect to meet so soon, and kept saying "The other party is typing..."
After a long pause, he finally replied: "Anything is fine."
Zhuang Fuyao showed the message to her grandmother, "Grandma, look how casual this guy is! I asked him when we could meet, and he just said 'anytime'. That means he might not be interested in me. Does that mean I can just not meet him...?"
Grandma Zhuang was slightly speechless. "They're clearly just following your arrangements and respecting your ideas."
"No way," Zhuang Fuyao retorted. "I hate men who lack their own opinions the most."
Grandma Zhuang glanced at her granddaughter and said, "We haven't even officially met yet, and you've already labeled her with so many tags."
Zhuang Fuyao was speechless. Knowing that this was unavoidable, she patiently replied, "Is tonight okay?"
Qin Zhenglin: [Of course [smile], I'll book the restaurant.]
After resolving the matter, Zhuang Fuyao changed her clothes and went to sunbathe with her grandmother, chatting as they did so.
At noon, I picked peas with my grandma. Although there are several housekeepers in the family, Grandma Zhuang likes to do many things herself, saying that this is what life is all about.
As a child, Zhuang Fuyao didn't quite understand this sentence. Only as she grew up did she gradually understand and cherish the time she spent with her family.
As she hulled the peas, she said, "Grandma, I have something to do and I might have to go back today. I'll come see you again in a while."
"Don't worry about me." Grandma Zhuang lives here with her nanny. She's busy growing vegetables every day, and relatives come to visit from time to time. Her son or granddaughter also comes to visit her. She's never bored.
She instructed, "But you, take good care of yourself. No matter what, don't overwork yourself. Eat well, sleep well, and be happy every day."
"I know." Zhuang Fuyao felt a warmth in her heart. Every time she spent with her grandmother, it was a therapeutic experience. If it weren't for the fact that there was an insomniac in her family, she would definitely stay here for a few more days.
Time flew by and it was already past three in the afternoon. Grandma Zhuang watched as her granddaughter, still disheveled and wearing shorts, ate watermelon and sunflower seeds.
She couldn't help but say, "Fufu, it's past three o'clock, aren't you going to get ready?"
"Pack what?"
"Aren't you supposed to meet Xiao Qin later?"
"Oh, oh." Zhuang Fuyao looked down at herself. "It's okay, there's still plenty of time. Don't worry, I won't wear this."
Aunt Feng next to me was laughing so hard her shoulders were shaking.
Grandma Zhuang knew perfectly well that her granddaughter was doing it on purpose, and she gave her a light kick in annoyance, "Go change your clothes and put on some makeup! And you need to wash your hair too, it looks like you could be used to extract oil if you don't wash it soon."
"..."
Zhuang Fuyao subconsciously touched her head. Was it really that serious? She hadn't washed for just one day!
Seeing that her grandmother was about to kick her again, she quickly got up and left.
An hour later, she came out feeling refreshed after showering, washing her hair, and changing her clothes, but under the pressure of her grandmother's gaze, she still decided to put on some light makeup...
However, she changed her mind when she was doing her makeup. She shouldn't wear light makeup. University professors like her to look dignified and elegant. The heavier her makeup, the lower the chance of success.
She had a sudden inspiration and went to the appointment wearing this particularly heavy makeup.
The weather was quite nice in the afternoon, with sunlight shining on the restaurant's glass windows, where the man sat with a serious expression.
Upon seeing the newcomer, Qin Zhenglin frowned almost imperceptibly. He had imagined artists and painters to be dignified, elegant, and gentle, but this one was far too flamboyant.
Although he didn't really like this type of meal, he still had to finish it, and since he was going to eat, he went through the formalities anyway.
"Miss Zhuang, I heard you're a painter?"
Zhuang Fuyao smiled and said, "No, I just do drawing part-time."
Qin Zhenglin was taken aback. "What about your main job?"
"Main occupation: unemployed vagrant."
"..."
Qin Zhenglin paused for a moment.
He knew the other person was joking, but he still couldn't quite understand how the Zhuang family could raise such a daughter. She really did seem to be neglecting her duties, which was very different from the photos he had seen before.
Neither of them was particularly satisfied with the other. After saying this, they tacitly ate their meal in silence, without any further conversation.
At this moment, Liang Huaixu and He Zongqin entered from the restaurant.
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When Liang Huaixu was 22, he was just starting out in business and was restricted by those old fogies in everything. By the time he was 38, this problem no longer existed. Except for major events involving equity, he had absolute say in the daily operations of the group and was the only one who could make decisions in Changting.
With the help of Zhou Ting, he is now handling his work with increasing ease.
Compared to his work at Changting, his teaching duties at Jiangda University were not so easy to manage. Feeling that he couldn't mislead students, he applied to the university to suspend his teaching duties for one semester.
After learning about this, many of his colleagues and students working at Jiangnan University sent messages to ask about the situation. Liang Huaixu didn't say much, simply mentioning that it was due to health reasons.
One of them, He Zongqin, seemed to have a good relationship with him.
After sending more than a dozen messages, she called him back, calling him "Old Liang" in a friendly tone, and even invited him out for dinner.
He Zongqin had invited him several times, but Liang Huaixu hadn't had time. Only today did he finally find the time to keep the appointment.
The two men were planning to have a casual meal at the restaurant, but as soon as they arrived, the waiter recognized them as the owner's friends and led them to a VIP room.
Liang Huaixu had encountered this situation many times in the past two months. These were all interpersonal relationships he had formed sixteen years later, and he had become accustomed to them, so he naturally followed the waiter over.
His gaze stopped abruptly when he saw a table not far away.
Zhuang Fuyao's attire today was completely different from usual, but he still recognized her at a glance.
When he saw the man opposite her, his expression darkened slightly.
He Zongqin followed his friend's gaze and chuckled in surprise, "Isn't this Lao Qin?"
Liang Huaixu asked, "Who?"
"Do you remember Qin Zhenglin from our architecture institute?"
Liang Huaixu gave a perfunctory reply and then looked away, saying, "Let's go."
Once inside the private room, He Zongqin asked about the suspension of classes, "What's wrong with you lately? I heard from the school that you're planning to suspend classes for a semester? And you said it's because of health reasons."
Liang Huaixu took a sip of tea and said calmly, "Yes, I'm a little tired. I need to rest."
"You scared me to death! I thought you had some kind of illness."
Knowing that his friend wasn't sick, He Zongqin breathed a sigh of relief and joked, "You're so great, you can rest whenever you want when you're tired."
Liang Huaixu shrugged noncommittally. "By the way, are you very familiar with Qin Zhenglin?"
"It's alright." He Zongqin rarely saw what kind of person his friend was interested in, and his desire to express himself instantly surged, and he talked on and on.
Liang Huaixu listened and pondered.
According to He Zongqin's description, Qin Zhenglin doesn't seem like someone who would have a common circle with Zhuang Fuyao, so it's more likely that it was a blind date.
Just as he was thinking this, he heard He Zongqin say the same thing, "Old Qin isn't on a blind date, is he?"
Liang Huaixu's chin tightened slightly. "I don't know."
He is considered to have a very calm personality among his peers, but his mental age is only twenty-two. It is impossible for him not to be affected by such a thing. He became more and more agitated while eating.
He wanted to wash his face to calm down. "I'm going to the restroom."
After leaving the private room, he immediately looked in that direction.
The seat Zhuang Fuyao was sitting in was empty, while Qin Zhenglin was still sitting opposite her.
Did she leave early or go to the restroom?
"Watch out!" Just then, accompanied by the waiter's hurried voice, a woman pounced on him.
"..."
"…………"
Zhuang Fuyao was replying to messages while walking when she saw the cleaning cart pushed by the waiter. She was about to dodge to the side when she tripped and bumped into someone's arms. It turned out that the person was Liang Huaixu.
What a coincidence!
Liang Huaixu reached out to steady him, feigning surprise, "What are you doing here?"
"I... um..." Zhuang Fuyao was quickly making up an excuse when she saw Qin Zhenglin coming this way.
She dramatically slapped her forehead.
Qin Zhenglin strode over. "What's wrong?"
The three of them stared at each other, wide-eyed.
"It's nothing, I just bumped into someone by accident." Zhuang Fuyao moved away from Liang Huaixu, trying to cover it up.
She had originally planned that as long as the two of them didn't meet, she would have many ways to explain things to Liang Huaixu.
But something even more dramatic happened.
Qin Zhenglin said, "Professor Liang, what a coincidence."
Under Zhuang Fuyao's incredulous gaze, Liang Huaixu smiled and exchanged a few pleasantries before asking, "Do you know each other too?"
"We just met today," Qin Zhenglin said somewhat shyly. "We're on a blind date."
"Oh?" Liang Huaixu looked at Zhuang Fuyao with a half-smile.
"..."
Zhuang Fuyao felt that today was the worst day ever. Just two days ago, she was still struggling with whether or not to tell them that they were divorced, but now...
You have to choose between being accused of infidelity or confessing to divorce.
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