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Shen Zhiyi's eyelashes fluttered slightly, concealing the surprise in her eyes.

Lu Zichuan was waiting for her here?

"What are you daydreaming about? Get in the car." Lu Zichuan's voice was deep and carried an undeniable tone. "Report to the company next Monday. Don't be late."

Seeing her stunned expression, a faint smile appeared in his eyes, fleeting and gone in an instant.

Assistant Wang wasn't here today; Lu Zichuan drove the car himself.

The car that picked her up wasn't the usual Rolls-Royce, but a shiny black Ferrari with a streamlined body poised to go.

What's most attractive is its license plate number, 京A88888. Shen Zhiyi once saw online that such an auspicious number might be more expensive than a car.

She thought to herself, "No wonder he's the most beloved young master of the Lu family in Beijing. Once you see this license plate, everyone knows who he is."

However, following behind Lu Zichuan, there was no need for his clothing or anything else to show his identity; his handsome face alone was enough to attract attention.

Despite Lu Zichuan's handsome looks and noble status, there isn't a single photo of him online.

A wicked thought flashed through her mind: if those fanatical girls who were obsessed with celebrities met Lu Zichuan, even her own brother would probably be relegated to the sidelines.

Thinking about it, the corners of her lips unconsciously turned up slightly.

"What are you laughing at?" Lu Zichuan turned his head, his gaze sharp.

Shen Zhiyi's heart skipped a beat. She quickly composed herself and waved her hand haphazardly, "No, I'm leaving now."

It wasn't until she sat in Lu Zichuan's passenger seat that Shen Zhiyi belatedly realized something was wrong. She was just a lowly editor, yet she needed the president of Star Entertainment to personally take her to the reporting meeting.

Beyond a distance beyond sight, in another car, Xu Zhesheng rolled down the window, a long clump of cigarette ash accumulating between his fingers.

He just made some harsh words, saying he would meet Shen Zhiyi's demands, divorce her, and divide the property. It's easy to say such words, but it's not so easy to actually do them.

On the one hand, in order to put Zhang Feng at ease, he transferred most of his cash flow to a shell company that he had someone set up. The company was still in Zhang Feng's name, and he couldn't touch it.

But if we don't leave it, then the amount of wealth accumulated over the years won't add up.

Moreover, based on what Shen Zhiyi had mentioned many times before, he vaguely felt that she already knew about his transfer of assets.

It wasn't that he was unwilling to give it to Shen Zhiyi, but this matter involved his troublesome mother, and he really didn't want to cause any more trouble.

On the other hand, after much thought, he still did not want to divorce Shen Zhiyi.

He always felt that she couldn't possibly not love him. Even though he heard the man's voice coming from her phone that night, he was certain that she couldn't have betrayed him.

Besides, he had been taken such good care of by her over the years, and the habit had become second nature. He was attached to that comforting feeling and didn't want to change partners or let go.

Irritation is like a vine, constantly entwining me.

He recalled the recent trend of AI-powered confessions, which he used to find pretentious, but now felt like he had grasped a lifeline.

I downloaded the app, registered, poured out all my inner turmoil, and finally typed: "Why am I so conflicted?"

After thinking for about ten seconds, the AI ​​sent a string of text.

"I understand how you feel all too well! Next, I will tell you in the most direct, straightforward, objective, truthful, simple, blunt, and incisive way that the reason you are so conflicted is because you haven't seen your own feelings clearly."

"You and she have known each other for many years. It's not just that you've gotten used to her behavior and habits, but more importantly, she has already subtly entered your heart over the years."

"You don't want to lose her because you love her."

"You don't want to divorce her because you love her."

"You've tried to get back together with her time and time again because you love her."

"Next, please take a moment to recall all the moments you spent with her. I wish you a speedy realization of your feelings and that you will bravely pursue them."

Seeing the word "love" in each of the AI's replies, Hsu Che-sheng gripped his phone tightly, his fingertips turning white.

he loves her?

How is that possible!

He gave a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth; he had always believed that love should be love at first sight.

Just like how Shen Zhiyi took a liking to him at first sight in the cafeteria and then pursued him intensely.

He believed she loved him, but he had never felt that urge to risk everything for her.

His feelings for her were merely a habit, something he couldn't bear to part with.

Where is the word "love" in this?

How could AI possibly replace humans?

Xu Zhesheng chuckled, pressed and held the AI ​​software icon, and then clicked the uninstall button.

But those words clung to me like maggots, impossible to shake off.

My already heavy heart grew even heavier.

He rarely smoked, but at this moment he took a deep drag, the pungent smoke choking his lungs and bringing a brief numbness.

A tall figure approached through the smoke; it was Lu Zichuan.

He didn't want to pay attention to him, but Lu Zichuan's exceptionally handsome face constantly drew his attention.

If Lu Zichuan's family background was the primary reason for his jealousy, then his exquisitely handsome face, as if sculpted by a master craftsman, was the second.

Why is it that Lu Zichuan has both a privileged family background and good looks?

But Xu Zhesheng is inferior to him in every way.

God is so unfair!

He had seen everything that happened in the screening room. Apart from Su Manman, who genuinely admired him, everyone else had to read Lu Zichuan's expression before speaking.

He admitted that Lu Zichuan had signed a contract with him and become the distributor of his film, which could also be considered his investor. However, he was the one who made the film, and if he didn't like it, he could simply not invest!

The fact that he voted for it means his movie is excellent!

Why are those people looking at him like that?!

He didn't want to meet Lu Zichuan. Every time they met, his sense of imbalance would shift even further, especially when he saw the license plate of Lu Zichuan's car. It was a symbol of power, something that no matter how hard he tried, even if he really had his own entertainment company, he couldn't buy!

Just as he was about to put out his cigarette and leave, he unexpectedly saw a woman following behind Lu Zichuan!

Xu Zhesheng immediately thought of the last time he met Lu Zichuan at the restaurant, when Lu Zichuan was also having dinner with a woman.

Although it was none of his business, he really wanted to know who this woman was that Lu Zichuan had kept hidden away like this.

He sat up straight, trying to get a better look, but Lu Zichuan was so tall that he completely blocked the woman's figure, and he couldn't see anything.

Undeterred, he got out of the car to get a better look, and just then he saw Lu Zichuan open the passenger door and invite the woman inside.

Even though it was just a profile view, Xu Zhesheng recognized him at a glance because of his high nose bridge and excellent jawline.

Shen Zhiyi! ? ?