With Chen Cheng covering his shifts, Chen Ziming had been able to get off work on time and return home to accompany Su Yue,
and her disposition had, as a result, become a bit more spirited from being spoiled.
At six o’clock on Thursday afternoon, he entered their home.
Su Yue was in the living room, curled up on the sofa, revising a report.
“How’s it going?” He came up behind her, observing her thoughtful expression as she typed with a frown, finding it quite endearing.
He then moved closer, leaning down and coming up to her ear, asking in a low voice.
“It’s okay.” Her perfunctory reply made it clear she wasn’t paying him much attention.
“Are you hungry? Want to go out for dinner first?”
Su Yue had just thought of a brilliant sentence, but his question interrupted her train of thought, and she forgot the sentence as well.
“Can you please not talk to me right now?” She looked at him with a hint of annoyance, her eyes full of reproach.
Seeing this, he smiled, gently ruffled her hair, and went to the bedroom to wash up and change.
By the time she finished her report, it was already seven o’clock. Chen Ziming was sitting on the sofa, playing on his phone while waiting for her.
Looking at him, he seemed like a child patiently waiting for his parents to finish their errands before going out.
Su Yue felt a tiny pang of guilt and quickly tidied up, then went over to him and asked softly,
“Where are we going to eat?”
He put down his phone, looked up at her, and, with a smile, wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her close.
“How about Jin Yan’s Little Maple Mountain Lodge? He just messaged me saying they’ve got new summer specialty dishes. If we go, he’s treating.”
… So he had been thinking all along about getting his money back from Jin Yan.
Fine, she’d go. After the incident at the resort last time, her impression of Jin Yan had improved slightly.
She nodded obediently.
Little Maple Mountain Lodge.
Inside his office, Jin Yan was bowing and pouring tea for his mother.
“Stop putting on such a respectful act for me! I just found out today that you were the one who let Mu Mu walk into the resort during that gathering with your friends last time! Do you have any heart at all?”
“You say that the resort is full of Mu Mu’s hard work and all the management recognizes her, and they all wanted her to take a car, but she refused. I think only you can tolerate her, and you don’t even cherish her!”
Jin Yan sat beside her, head bowed, constantly replying,
“Yes, yes, Mom, you’re right. I was wrong, I’ll change.”
His phone rang, and his mother glanced at it. It was Chen Ziming.
“Hurry and answer it!” she urged Jin Yan.
Jin Yan did as he was told.
After he hung up, his mother became a little nervous and excited.
“Your Aunt Meng wants to meet his girlfriend. This boy has always refused, so wait, I’ll call Chairman Meng.”
“Whoa, whoa, Mom! Please don’t! Can’t you have a little consideration for your son?! If I offend this little demon, am I going to live?”
Jin Yan quickly stopped her.
“You don’t believe your mom, but you don’t believe Aunt Meng?”
His mother pushed him aside, flipped through her contacts, and said leisurely,
“Don’t worry, he’ll absolutely never know.”
Well, since he couldn’t stop her, Jin Yan could only give a few more instructions before heading out to make preparations.
Meanwhile, in a private room at Little Maple Mountain Lodge, Zhao Mo was drinking with a few friends.
He was feeling incredibly vexed.
He had taken the photos that girls from school had secretly taken online to his uncle, wanting him to cause some trouble for Chen Ziming. However, his uncle’s face had instantly turned ashen.
He had immediately made excuses and scolded him.
His uncle’s words echoed in his mind:
“Stay away from him. Absolutely do not think about offending this Officer Chen. For one thing, he’s just interning here; his permanent position is in the ministry, so I can’t do anything.
“Secondly, it’s said his family background is very powerful, so powerful that your uncle and I are not qualified to inquire about it, understand?
“And you want me to make a move on him… I still want to work for a few more years and retire peacefully!”
… Zhao Mo hadn’t been sleeping well for the past few days, his eyes bloodshot. He could only resort to drowning his sorrows in alcohol.
He had overestimated Su Yue. She looked so aloof, but she had still succumbed to money and power!
He gulped down a large swig of wine, his expression growing even more solemn.