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Liang Yu glanced at Shi Yue, who was clinging tightly to Fang Ze's arm, then smiled faintly and greeted Fang Ze politely.

"Good evening, Mr. Fang."

The moment Fang Ze saw Liang Yu, his mind went completely blank.

His mind was racing, but it felt like he was trapped in a glass dome, completely bewildered, and even his logic had become chaotic.

The words of explanation stuck in his throat, as if tightly bound by invisible threads, and he couldn't utter a single word.

Fang Ze glanced down at Shi Yue, who looked shy beside him, and tried to pull his arm away from her, but Shi Yue held him even tighter.

He frowned, and when he looked up at Liang Yu again, Liang Yu had already picked up his bag and walked away.

The other people in the private room surrounded Fang Ze and Shi Yue, and began to say goodbye to Fang Ze one by one.

Fang Ze didn't speak, so Shi Yue responded to each question on his behalf, just like a proper Mrs. Fang.

As Liang Yu walked, he sent a message to Yan Qifa.

[Where did you go after the dinner party?]

Yan Qi replied instantly.

【I'll go to the restaurant entrance now. You wait there for one minute.】

As soon as Liang Yu put his phone away, he heard two female colleagues talking behind him.

"Look at Shi Yue, she looks so smug, just like she really is Mrs. Fang."

"Who says otherwise? Maybe he just picked her up on the way. Look how smug she is, like she's received a great reward."

"I don't know what's so good about Shi Yue that made President Fang take a liking to her."

"Recent graduates, naive and innocent, young and uninhibited, easy to manipulate and play with, and once you're tired of them, you can just kick them to the curb without paying much of a breakup fee."

"Hahaha~ That's a bit harsh, but it makes sense."

As the two passed by Liang Yu, they completely ignored him, pretending not to see him as they brushed past him.

Liang Yu glanced at the two people's backs.

She remembered that during the dinner earlier, it was these two people who led the way in calling Shi Yue "Mrs. Fang".

When Liang Yu reached the restaurant entrance, the two female colleagues from before had already gone far away. She stood directly at the restaurant entrance and waited for Yan Qi.

Only a few dozen seconds later, the sound of the 911's engine came through.

The royal blue 911 stopped in front of Liang Yu, and Yan Qi opened the door and got out.

His broad shoulders and narrow waist made him a pleasing sight at the restaurant entrance.

Yan Qi walked up to Liang Yu, extended a hand with distinct knuckles, and skillfully took the bag from Liang Yu's shoulder.

Liang Yu smiled at Yan Qiying, but neither of them spoke.

The streetlights hung down like gauze, bathing the two figures in a honey-colored hue. Their clothes fluttered in the wind as if whispering secrets, and the two looked like an oil painting bathed in moonlight.

A startled cry suddenly came from beside them:

"Liang Yu, your boyfriend is so handsome!"

Liang Yu immediately looked in the direction of the sound and found that several female colleagues had appeared beside him at some point.

The female colleagues stared at Liang Yu and exclaimed in amazement one after another:

"Liang Yu, you actually have such a handsome boyfriend!"

"Yeah, yeah, is your boyfriend a model? He's so tall, he must be over 1.9 meters!"

"I thought Mr. Fang was handsome enough, but I didn't expect Liang Yu's boyfriend to be even more handsome than him!"

Several female colleagues chatted amongst themselves, giving Liang Yu no chance to interject.

Liang's shy little face turned bright red, and she hurriedly waved her hands to explain:

"No, no, you've misunderstood..."

They interrupted him before he could finish speaking:

"Look how shy you are, your neck is all red. I understand, I understand, you two just got together and haven't gone public yet, right?"

"Liang Yu, stop explaining. Explaining is just covering up. With such a handsome guy by your side, I don't believe you wouldn't be tempted."

Some people even started teasing Yan Qi directly:

"Go for it, handsome! Hurry up and take the beauty home!"

Liang Yuji's explanation of turning red and white-faced:

"You've really misunderstood..."

Those people simply waved their hands at Yan Qi:

"Handsome, we're leaving now. Come join us for the next dinner party, we all love looking at handsome guys."

"Yes, yes, you must come next time. We love seeing handsome guys like you with broad shoulders, narrow waists, and great figures."

The group walked very fast; their words were still ringing in Liang Yu's ears when they had already walked several meters away.

Liang Yu's face turned so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

She could only stammer and say to Yan Qi:

"Yes, I'm sorry, please don't..."

Yan Qi lowered his eyes and glanced at Liang Yu's flushed face, his dark pupils churning with a sweltering heat.

He struggled to suppress the trembling excitement welling up inside him, his voice cold and deep as he interrupted Liang Yu:

"Get in the car."

His tone was calm and composed, as if he hadn't been affected at all by those few teasing remarks.

Liang Yu stood on the steps, slightly raising his eyes to meet Yan Qi's downcast gaze.

Yan Qi's dark eyes were deep and serene, making Liang Yu feel as if she were being quietly enveloped by a damp, lingering aura, causing her to unconsciously slow her breathing.

Liang Yu's feelings of shame and indignation were instantly soothed.

She took a deep breath, smiled and nodded at Yan Qi, then followed him into the passenger seat.

The royal blue 911 leaped up at the restaurant entrance.

The steering wheel trembled slightly in Yan Qi's hands, his distinct knuckles turned white from the force, but his lips were pursed into a tight line.

The excitement that spread from his brain to his fingertips was locked inside Yan Qisheng's chest, allowing the car's speed to silently climb on the dashboard.

Boy friend.

If she's willing.

Even without official status.

It seems like it's not impossible.

Yan Qi's outward composure provided Liang Yu with great support.

She had accidentally misunderstood Yan Qi a few days ago, and now her colleagues had misunderstood her again. She was really afraid that Yan Qi would just quit and leave.

She felt terrible about being misunderstood; she had experienced it firsthand.

Furthermore, the fact that Yan Qi has a girl he has liked for ten years shows that he is a good man who is affectionate, focused, serious, sincere, and meticulous.

A man like that definitely doesn't like being misunderstood as having entanglements with other women.

She is now very satisfied with Yan Qi as her driver.

He is punctual and meticulous, doesn't talk much, and is reliable.

She didn't want to drive Yan Qi away.

Good employees are worth the effort of their bosses to retain.

Moreover, she doesn't treat Yan Qi as an employee at all, let alone see herself as the boss.

Yan Qi must have been her friend, a good friend who guided her out of her inner predicament with just a few words.

She should cherish this rare and good friend.

Liang Yu glanced at Yan Qi beside him, and hesitantly asked:

"You came to pick me up so late, have you had dinner?"

Yan Qi hummed in response without looking to the side, and replied in a calm voice:

"have eaten".

Liang Yu quickly followed with an "Oh," swallowing the rest of his words.

Yan Qi is a good person in every way, except that he is too cold, and people don't dare to waste words with him.

Liang Yu sat obediently, holding the bag on her lap and looking straight ahead.

She suddenly realized that the car was going much faster than before.

Sure enough, Yan Qi was in a hurry to take her home.

It's so late, Yan Qi must want to go home and rest soon.

When Liang Yu got out of the carriage, he took the initiative to say to Yan Qi:

"Go back and get some rest. Sweet dreams tonight, see you tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he waved to Yan Qi and walked towards the gate.

Before closing the door, she glanced one last time at Yan Qi, who stood silently watching her enter.

The vast starry sky over the countryside made Yan Qi's tall and slender figure stand out even more clearly.

His shoulders were broad and steady, like a silent mountain, as if bearing many unspoken thoughts.

Liang Yu went back to her room, took a hot shower, and lay down in the warm, soft bed. She then took out her phone and saw a message from Fang Ze.

[Xiao Yu, today was a misunderstanding. I originally planned to pick you up and take you home, but I didn't expect Shi Yue to be there too. Shi Yue is just my sister. Don't be angry, and don't hold it against her for what happened today. Remember, you are my wife.]

Liang Yu immediately exited the chat with Fang Ze.

She no longer wants to be Fang Ze's wife.

She never intended to hold a grudge against Shi Yue.

If they wanted to hold a grudge, they would have done so from the very beginning.

But Shi Yue doesn't think so.

Fang Ze chose her again today, even in front of Liang Yu, which made her very happy.

She wanted Liang Yu to see clearly who was more important in Fang Ze's heart.

Shi Yue lay in bed, happily playing on her phone.

Suddenly a phone call came in, and Shi Yue answered it immediately, asking in a low voice:

"How's it going? Did you find anything?"

The person on the other end of the phone replied:

On the surface, Liang An, the owner of the Liang Group, has only one wife and one son, but no daughter.

"But Liang An's wife is more than ten years younger than him. This kind of old man-young woman combination is obviously a second marriage."

Shi Yue lowered her voice even further:

"Therefore, it is very likely that Liang An was married and had a child when he was young."

"If that's really the case, why doesn't Liang An make it public? After all, it's his own flesh and blood."

The person on the other end of the phone replied:

"Actually, it's not difficult to find out the truth. We can break through by talking to Liang An's wife."

"Think about it, if Liang An had other children, wouldn't he have to share the inheritance with those children? And if Liang An were to distribute the inheritance to others, who would be the first to object?"

Shi Yue suddenly realized, and exclaimed in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz:

"So, if Liang Yu really is Liang An's child, all I have to do is let Liang An's wife know about this, and she will definitely be willing to kill Liang Yu."