A flash of inspiration struck Zhao Shuyao; she thought of a good idea.
After work, she bought groceries and contacted Sheng Jing.
Sheng Jing had just finished his work when he received Zhao Shuyao's call.
Zhao Shuyao, feigning eagerness, said, "Mr. President, I've cooked dinner. Would you like to come over for a meal?"
Sheng Jing laughed heartily, "Okay, where do you live? Send me the address and add me on WeChat..."
"No need, I can send you the address through the company software."
Zhao Shuyao was afraid Sheng Jing would add her on WeChat. Her Moments sometimes posted negative content, and it wouldn't be good if her direct superior saw it!
Sheng Jing, however, seemed not to hear her words. "What's your WeChat ID?"
Zhao Shuyao could only brace herself, "My WeChat ID is my phone number."
"Alright, I've added you. Please accept."
Zhao Shuyao took out her phone and looked at the screen. A new friend request notification appeared, with a green frog as the avatar.
"Boss, are you that green frog?"
Zhao Shuyao stared wide-eyed at the frog avatar.
She hadn't expected her idol's avatar to be so unique.
Usually, other rich second-generation bosses had avatars that were either selfies or inspirational images. This man's avatar was a green frog, comparable to Liang Xiang's black avatar.
After accepting the friend request, Zhao Shuyao sent the address and typed in the unit and floor number.
"Fifteen minutes, please wait."
After hanging up, Zhao Shuyao started cooking. She had learned many dishes abroad. Although the taste wasn't as good as in a restaurant, they were still appetizing.
She made three dishes and one soup. The groceries cost just over a hundred yuan. They were all home-style dishes. She wondered if he would find them unappealing.
With a nervous heart, Zhao Shuyao finished cooking just as the doorbell rang.
Zhao Shuyao wiped her hands and went to open the door.
The moment the door opened, Sheng Jing's eyes first fell on the woman's fair neck. From this angle, he could also see her captivating curves. Zhao Shuyao's skin was fair, as if glowing, as delicate as exquisite porcelain. Her hair, tied up for cooking, was slightly messy.
Even though he had seen many beautiful women, Sheng Jing was still momentarily captivated.
"Welcome, Boss. Please come in. You've arrived at the perfect time. I've made some home-style dishes. Please don't mind them; consider it your own home."
Zhao Shuyao enthusiastically invited Sheng Jing in to eat.
Sheng Jing looked around. "Did you buy this place?"
"How could I? I just returned to the capital and can't afford a place like this yet."
Before her divorce from Qin Yusheng, buying a villa was easy, let alone a two-bedroom apartment. In her current situation, she had to spend money cautiously. There was still no news from her family, and she needed to save money for emergencies.
However, this kind of life, slowly getting back on track, was her ideal life.
Perhaps she should have been living like this long ago.
Sheng Jing took off his shoes and walked in. "It smells quite good. I wonder what it tastes like."
Zhao Shuyao, understanding his unspoken needs, served the rice and chopsticks, placing them in front of Sheng Jing. "Boss, these are all home-style dishes, made by me. I wonder if you'll find them to your taste."
Zhao Shuyao took off her apron and served herself a bowl of rice.
She hadn't eaten lunch and was extremely hungry. One spoonful of rice, two spoonfuls, three spoonfuls... only when her bowl was full did she stop.
When Zhao Shuyao sat down with her bowl of rice and started eating, she realized Sheng Jing beside her was staring, mesmerized.
Zhao Shuyao blushed and scratched her head. "Sorry, I haven't eaten much today, so you've seen me in an unflattering state. Please eat the dishes, Boss. I just love rice."
Saying this, she stuffed a large mouthful of rice into her mouth, filling it completely.
Other girls in front of him would eat only a little, acting demure and reserved. He had thought Zhao Shuyao would be the same, but unexpectedly, this woman was so uninhibited in front of him, eating as much as she wanted regardless of his gaze...
Interesting.
Sheng Jing chuckled, watching Zhao Shuyao eat a mountain of rice, and then served himself another bowl.
By the end, all the dishes were finished. Zhao Shuyao even ate the last remaining chicken wing, picking it up and gnawing on it directly with her hands, completely unconcerned about her image or pretense.
Sheng Jing burst into laughter, slumping onto Zhao Shuyao's sofa, hugging a cushion.
This woman was different from most women he had met.
"Boss, aren't you full yet?"
Zhao Shuyao didn't understand why Sheng Jing was suddenly laughing. She had already finished gnawing on the chicken wing in her hand.
"I didn't realize you could eat so much," Sheng Jing's gaze slid down Zhao Shuyao's body.
Even in loose clothing, it couldn't conceal her good figure.
Zhao Shuyao blushed. Was the President being so improper?
"I... I'm well-developed because I can eat! Boss, are you leaving?"
Zhao Shuyao coughed, sending a clear hint.
It wasn't appropriate for a man and a woman to be alone in a room, especially when he was her direct superior. If colleagues at the company saw them, it could lead to gossip.
"The meal today was delicious. Thank you for your hospitality."
"Boss, that..."
Zhao Shuyao walked Sheng Jing to the door, opening her mouth as if to say something, but hesitated.
Sheng Jing stopped and turned back, smiling slightly. "What is it?"
Seeing Sheng Jing looking as if he had no idea what she was talking about, Zhao Shuyao breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Boss!"
It wasn't that she was afraid of her embarrassing moments being spread, but she didn't want to lose face in front of her idol.
It seemed today's meal had been effective.
Zhao Shuyao saw Sheng Jing out and before she could exhale, her phone rang. It was a call from Liang Xiang.
Liang Xiang, who had been missing for three days, had finally called.
Zhao Shuyao's heart nearly stopped. Without hesitation, she picked up the phone and put it to her ear.
"How is it?"
After a few days apart, it felt like a lifetime. Hearing Liang Xiang's voice again, it was still gentle and magnetic, though a little distant.
"The house your father bought for relatives before the layoffs was occupied. To avoid worrying you, they didn't tell you. The relatives deny that it was a house purchased by your father, but fortunately, there are transaction records."
"However... once this proof is presented, although the house might be recovered, it will also be confiscated as your father's property. With your parents' consent, they chose to appeal, and the property was sealed and confiscated. But I have made arrangements for them, so you can rest assured about your end."
Liang Xiang finished in one breath.
Zhao Shuyao held her phone, listening blankly.
Liang Xiang wasn't in a hurry and waited patiently.
Zhao Shuyao came back to her senses and took a deep breath. "You mean it's all handled? What about the house?"
"The house has been sealed. Although it's regrettable, it's better than letting those scoundrels benefit."