Look at Yun Shifei—besides being good-looking and having a gentle personality, what else does she have? He thought she was completely unworthy of Cheng Lie.
On the other hand, Wen Lin, backed by the Wen Family, is highly likely to beco the head of the Wen Group. Plus, she likes Mr. Cheng!
She initiated several projects, all in collaboration with Mr. Cheng.
The intentions behind this need no further explanation.
Upon hearing this, Cheng Lie glanced sideways at him. Without uttering a word, that single look already made Zhao Pan break out in cold sweat.
Uh, could he have said sothing wrong? If so...
"Mr. Cheng, just pretend I didn’t say anything earlier," Zhao Pan said as he handed a docunt to Cheng Lie.
"The Xie Family sent word that Mu Chengzhu seems to have been unusually quiet recently—sa goes for the Mu Family. It’s as if they’re resigned to their fate."
Cheng Lie wasn’t particularly surprised. "He’s not that kind of person. He must be planning sothing else. Keep a close eye on him."
Deep down, he knew Mu Chengzhu wasn’t ordinary.
Even Yun Shifei’s unexplainable fear of him was proof that he couldn’t be underestimated.
Anything involving her was never trivial.
...
Ever since Yun Shifei’s roommates discovered the reddish marks on her neck, they didn’t need Yun Shifei to explain—they already understood what had happened.
Yu Liantao even wore an expression suggesting a mission accomplished.
When they went to class, Cheng Lie would also join, and her roommates would automatically vacate the seat next to Yun Shifei for Cheng Lie. They’d sit far away, making sure never to play the role of a glaring third wheel.
Yun Shifei: "..."
Were they serious? Was this really okay?
anwhile, Cheng Lie didn’t need her to say anything; he naturally sat next to her and would often bring her exquisite little cakes or a cup of warm milk tea.
The classmates around them gradually beca aware of the subtle connection between Yun Shifei and Cheng Lie.
A few girls who liked Cheng Lie felt notably disappointed when they saw how close he and Yun Shifei were.
So, their heartthrob was nothing more than shallow—just soone who liked a pretty face.
Granted, they all acknowledged Yun Shifei’s beauty, but they couldn’t accept that he’d ultimately end up with her.
Yu Liantao noticed their displeased expressions and couldn’t help but chuckle. "What, still not happy about it? They’ve been together for quite a while now. They just had a bit of a conflict and were apart for a short ti before. You all sure like to dream big, thinking you’re frogs reaching for the swan!"
Hearing Yu Liantao’s blunt ridicule, several girls frowned and said, "Yu Liantao, don’t be so excessive when talking."
"Cheng Lie isn’t soone you can even fantasize about. Look at —for soone with my looks, he won’t give a second glance. Let alone you all."
The girls collectively made a disgusted face, deciding it wasn’t worth engaging with Yu Liantao.
Having thoroughly annoyed them, Yu Liantao felt at ease, and her gaze fell on Yun Shifei and Cheng Lie’s figures sitting at the front row.
The girl’s long, loose hair cascaded over her shoulders, her silhouette delicate and gentle. The boy, with broad shoulders, clean-cut black hair, and a simple white shirt, carried an entirely unique aura.
See? Now this is what they call a perfect match! Even she felt satisfied just looking at them.
Yun Shifei, for her part, was blissfully unaware of the commotion happening behind her.
She placed the cake she had nibbled a few bites of aside, prompting Cheng Lie to ask, "Not tasty?"
Yun Shifei shook her head and quietly explained, "Today’s that ti of the month. My stomach feels uncomfortable, so I don’t have much appetite."
At the beginning of her nstrual cycle each month, her lower abdon always felt a dull pain. She could only sip so warm water and couldn’t eat much.
But once she got through this stage, things would improve.
Noticing Yun Shifei’s troubled expression, Cheng Lie frowned and asked, "Do you want to see a doctor?"
"No need. I’ll be fine after this phase passes."
"Doesn’t it hurt?"
"It hurts a little," Yun Shifei said, taking a sip of warm water.
As the lecture was about to start, she took her textbook out and laid it open on the desk.
Just then, a hand reached over and rested on her lower abdon.
Yun Shifei jolted in surprise and looked at Cheng Lie. His expression remained calm. "Would warming it up make you feel better?"
His palm was incredibly warm, and resting on her abdon, it felt cozy.
Indeed, the discomfort wasn’t as bad as before.
Seeing Yun Shifei nod, Cheng Lie didn’t move his hand away, flipping through his book and taking notes with one hand while the other stayed on her abdon.
He couldn’t help but think—so she had to deal with this every month. Judging by how accustod she appeared to it, this pain must have accompanied her for a long ti.
Yet he hadn’t known before.
He would have to think of a solution.
Because Cheng Lie helped warm her abdon, Yun Shifei felt that the day was less unbearable. After class, Cheng Lie advised her to rest well back in the dormitory and then went to look for Zhao Pan.
"Mr. Cheng," Zhao Pan said, waiting by the school gate in the car. Seeing Cheng Lie approach, he got out to open the car door for him.
"Do you know any doctors in Beijing who specialize in won’s health matters?"
"Won’s health?" Zhao Pan didn’t imdiately understand.
After Cheng Lie explained, Zhao Pan finally caught on.
This? This!
Could it be Miss Yun?
Who else could it possibly be?
Zhao Pan felt like crying. Thinking back to when he criticized Yun Shifei for being unworthy of Cheng Lie—turns out, she really was the woman Mr. Cheng cared about most. No matter how she treated him or how others slandered her, he only ever liked her.
After thinking about this in hindsight, Zhao Pan could sort of understand.
After all, she had been his sole source of warmth during his youth—a presence akin to a bright moonlight in his heart.
Bla his loose mouth before, Zhao Pan thought. He couldn’t make the sa mistake again!
"Mr. Cheng, I’ll go inquire about it," Zhao Pan said. This matter deserved his full attention—he had to make up for his previous blunder!
"Oh, by the way, Mr. Cheng, Miss Wen has invited you to a banquet. Will you attend?"
Wen Lin’s invitation was undoubtedly sincere. This wasn’t just any casual gathering—it was sure to include the elite of Beijing, either wealthy or influential.
Zhao Pan glanced at Cheng Lie. On one hand, there was the bright moonlight of his heart; on the other hand, there was a woman who could greatly benefit him and help solidify his place in Beijing.
Between these two options, which would Mr. Cheng choose? Zhao Pan was extrely curious.
Cheng Lie replied coolly, "Prepare an outfit for ."
That was his way of agreeing to attend.
What Zhao Pan didn’t know was that, for Cheng Lie, there was never a choice to be made.
In just a couple of days, the banquet Wen Lin ntioned would take place.
Today, Cheng Lie decided not to attend class. After chatting with Yun Shifei on the phone for a while, he shifted his focus to work.
Developing new tech products for Qin Chi Jin was part of the arrangent they’d previously agreed upon.
As for the online projects, those were connected to his own endeavors.
Both sides couldn’t be neglected.
Many tis, when imrsed in work, he’d sleep only two or three hours a day.
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