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His phone kept ringing. Xu Zhesheng glanced at his phone, then at Shen Zhiyi standing in front of him.

It's like making a final decision.

"I'll ask you one last time, are you coming with me or not?"

Xu Zhesheng's voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes were fixed on Shen Zhiyi.

Shen Zhiyi seemed somewhat surprised that his phone had rung many times, yet he didn't turn around and rush towards Su Manman as usual, but instead came to ask her.

However, the surprise only lasted a few seconds.

She laughed, the mole on her chin making her skin appear even whiter and brighter. "I can go with you, but I don't want you to go see her. Can you do that?"

They both know who this "she" is.

Xu Zhesheng clearly hadn't expected her to say that. His face instantly stiffened, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "The situation is special now, Shen Zhiyi, can you please stop making trouble!"

"But I'm making a scene, so what can you do about it?" Shen Zhiyi understood what he meant. Her captivating eyes held a hint of genuine laughter, which seemed like a provocation, but also more like resignation.

The phone was still ringing. Perhaps Su Manman couldn't reach him, so she called Zhang Feng. At that moment, Xu Zhesheng's phone screen lit up with the caller ID "Mom".

He can't linger here any longer.

He stared intently at Shen Zhiyi, his gaze seemingly trying to see right through her. After a few seconds, he repeatedly uttered the word "good," adding, "Shen Zhiyi, you'll regret this!"

After saying that, he turned and left without looking back.

The figure looked as dashing as ever, but perhaps because of the alcohol, his steps were a little unsteady.

Ai Junyu glanced at Xu Zhesheng's retreating figure, then turned to look at Shen Zhiyi, scratched his head, and muttered to himself, "Sigh... I told you this kind of thing isn't good, but you wouldn't listen. Now look what's happened!"

He nodded to Shen Zhiyi, then exchanged a glance with Lu Zichuan before following Xu Zhesheng away.

"Damn it! That scumbag! I thought he was going to cause some kind of trouble, but this is all?"

"That mistress only made a few phone calls and he rushed over in a panic. Back when you had an acute appendicitis and needed someone to sign papers, he called him so many times but didn't answer a single one!"

"How disgusting!"

Tan Gui had drunk quite a bit, and she had been putting on a brave face during her confrontation with Xu Zhesheng. Now that he was gone, her tense nerves finally relaxed, and after venting her frustrations, she collapsed onto the sofa.

Shen Zhiyi was startled and quickly went to help her.

"Yingying, what's wrong!" she called out anxiously.

Lu Zichuan gave a look to the person behind him, and the person immediately stepped forward, checked Tan Gui's breathing and pulse, and concluded: "Miss Shen, don't worry, your friend is... asleep..."

Shen Zhiyi: "..."

So fast?!

Because of Xu Zhesheng's commotion, the atmosphere at the bar was severely affected tonight. Lu Zichuan waved his hand and waived all the bills for everyone.

They also closed the door early.

Even the marketing staff and male models have gone home after work.

As he left, Su Hang pursed his lips, his eyes filled with deep apology as he looked at Shen Zhiyi, a feeling that vanished in an instant. He stepped forward, glanced at Tan Gui lying on the sofa, and asked softly:

"Sister, do you need help? It's not easy to help a drunk person. I can help you take her home. Don't worry, I would never do anything to you."

He raised his hand in assurance.

Before Shen Zhiyi could speak, Lu Zichuan, who had been waiting nearby, walked over.

With his right hand in his pocket and a cigarette dangling from his left, he looked more relaxed than before.

He took a deep breath, and the smoke drifted out, blurring his vision.

"Ms. Shen, since the problem occurred in our bar, I, as the owner, will naturally bear the consequences."

As soon as he raised his hand, Assistant Wang, who had been standing by his side, quickly stepped forward and said to Su Hang, "You can leave now. The boss will handle the rest."

After saying that, he bent down and picked Tan Gui up in his arms.

Although he was Lu Zichuan's assistant, he actually held multiple positions. In addition to being Lu Zichuan's assistant, he was also Lu Zichuan's personal bodyguard and his personal butler.

His physique, honed through years of fitness training, shows no difficulty whatsoever even when he's carrying a drunk person.

Seeing this, Su Hang wanted to say something, but Manager Zhang, who had been in the corner, frantically gave him winks and gestures.

Su Hang pursed his lips, ultimately deciding not to show off any more. As he passed Shen Zhiyi, he said weakly:

"Since the boss is offering to give you a ride, I won't go and make things worse. Sister, could you text me when you get home? I'm a little worried..."

Shen Zhiyi looked at Su Hang as if he were a child. She felt sorry for him having to bear the burden of his tuition at such a young age. Seeing how concerned he was about her, her heart softened even more. She pinched his cheek and said softly:

"Okay, you should go back now. It's so late. Even though you're a boy, you're so pretty, so please be careful."

She didn't see that Lu Zichuan, who had been puffing away on a cigarette, paused for a moment after hearing those words, and forcefully shoved the half-smoked cigarette into the ashtray.

Shen Zhiyi watched Su Hang leave until he was sure he was gone, then turned around and was suddenly met with a pair of deep eyes.

Lu Zichuan was already standing a step behind her, close enough that she could smell the cool, pine-scented scent emanating from him, mixed with a faint tobacco aroma.

"I've heard that Miss Shen has always been devoted to one man."

He spoke, his voice low and emotionless, flicking the ash from his cigarette with his fingertips. "You were willing to go through fire and water for Xu Zhesheng back in college, and it hasn't been that long. You've hardened your heart so much that you even feel sorry for a little boy?"

The tone was extremely calm, as if discussing the weather, but the word "heartache" was emphasized, causing Assistant Wang's eyelids to twitch.

Mr. Lu seems to be quite free today. He was having a good time in the private room when he heard that something had happened here. After checking the surveillance footage, he rushed over immediately.

The tone of voice sounds normal now, yet it's somewhat different from usual.

It’s weird.

Shen Zhiyi subconsciously felt there was a barb in those words, but couldn't quite pinpoint what was wrong. She assumed he was upset that tonight's events were affecting business, so she waved her hand calmly.

"He's too young; he shouldn't be wasting his time in a place like this. President Lu should be more rigorous in screening people."

Upon hearing this, a fleeting, elusive darkness crossed Lu Zichuan's otherwise indifferent eyes.

He didn't respond to that, but instead leaned forward, bringing the already cramped distance even closer.

He raised his hand, his long, slender fingers not touching her, but merely brushing lightly across her bare shoulder, stopping half an inch away, bringing with them a cool breeze.

The movements were casual, yet they carried a possessiveness that was not easily discernible.

Then, he chuckled softly, his voice low and warm, washing over her ear:

"Miss Shen is kind-hearted. Just remember not to wear this kind of clothing next time."

"After all, you started this fire tonight, burning others and scalding yourself in the process."

After saying that, he straightened up, stopped looking at her, turned and left, leaving behind only that meaningful sentence and the lingering chill in the air.