Qiu Yingying is reborn and bound to a learning system.

Liang Jiaozhou's attraction to Andy happened quietly, yet with great seriousness.

He was so serious that even he was caught off guard.

That day, he was waiting for a friend at a Western restaurant, idly scrolling through his phone, when a clean and neat figure suddenly caught his eye out of the corner of his eye.

Andy sat by the window, dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, her hair neatly pulled back, her profile sharp and beautiful. She spoke at a steady pace, her logic clear, occasionally furrowing her brow slightly, as if carefully processing what the other person was saying. She was like a piece of exquisitely crafted, cool jade—quiet, restrained, yet captivating.

Liang Jiaozhou glanced at it and didn't look away.

It wasn't the kind of stunning enough to make you lose your composure, but rather a very instinctive, drawn-in gaze.

He had seen many beautiful women, but few like Andy.

Clean, calm, and intelligent, with not a trace of deliberate flattery.

Meng Yanchen followed his gaze and asked, "Do you know him?"

"I don't know him." Liang Jiaozhou withdrew his gaze, his tone indifferent. "What's his name?"

"I think her name is Andy. She works at Shengxuan Investment and is an exceptionally talented person."

Andy.

He memorized the name in his mind.

His friend was still saying something, but he wasn't really listening; his gaze involuntarily drifted over to him again.

She was cutting her steak with a brisk, focused motion. Sunlight streamed in from the window, illuminating her profile and highlighting her defined jawline and slightly pursed lips.

Liang Jiaozhou's Adam's apple moved almost imperceptibly.

He suddenly felt a desire to get to know her.

But he didn't move.

He wasn't the type to rush up and strike up a conversation, especially with someone like Andy who seemed unapproachable.

More importantly—this was the first time he had ever felt this way about a girl.

While in the military, he was busy training and carrying out missions, with only "survival" and "completion of missions" on his mind. After retiring from the military and starting his own business, he was busy making money, expanding, and racing against time. His parents had their own businesses and were so busy that they adopted a "hands-off" approach to his upbringing. As long as he didn't break the law or cause any serious trouble, they were basically too lazy to care about him.

In his life, there has never been a place for "emotion".

For him, women are either comrades-in-arms, business partners, or classmates and friends.

For twenty-nine years, his heart, which had never been moved by anyone, was pounding incessantly.

Andy was the first.

Therefore, he was extremely cautious.

So cautiously, he dared not approach rashly, and could only watch quietly until she and the man opposite her left together.

Andy walked ahead, his steps steady, his back straight, like a clean and crisp straight line.

Liang Jiaozhou withdrew his gaze, picked up his phone, and sent a message to his assistant:

[Hello, I need your help looking up Andy from Shengxuan Investment. Thank you.] Considering it wasn't working hours, Liang Jiaozhou also sent a transfer of 500 yuan.

After sending the message, he leaned back in his chair, his fingers gently stroking the edge of his phone, a serious look in his eyes that he himself didn't even realize.

The assistant was very efficient and sent the information over quickly.

With a prestigious university background and Wall Street experience, he returned to China and served as a senior executive at Shengxuan Investment. He is highly capable and has a very high success rate in the projects he has handled.

Liang Jiaozhou frowned slightly as he looked at the resume on the screen.

A true genius.

Although he is decent-looking, this kind of "country bumpkin boss" who only knows how to write programs and has a bit of money is from a completely different world from a genius like him.

He suddenly felt a little inferior.

This emotion comes out of nowhere, yet it is real.

He can be decisive at the negotiating table and wield immense power in the business world, but when faced with an outstanding woman like Andy, he had for the first time the thought that "Is I not good enough?"

He read the materials over and over again, as if he were studying an extremely complex project.

Finally, he sent a message to his assistant:

[We contacted Shengxuan Investment, saying we have a project we'd like to discuss.]

The assistant was somewhat surprised, but still did as instructed.

He knew that this was the most natural and unobtrusive way he could think of to approach her.

He didn't want to scare her, and he didn't want her to think that he was one of those rich kids who thought they could throw money around just because they had some.

He wanted to get closer, but he had to be careful.

A few days later, in the conference room.

When Andy pushed open the door and saw Liang Jiaozhou in the main seat, he was clearly taken aback.

She seemed to remember him.

That day at the Western restaurant, the man sitting not far away.

Wearing a black crew-neck T-shirt, his shoulders and back were smooth and firm, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his figure was so good it seemed unreal. His face was extremely handsome, with sword-like eyebrows that slanted upwards into his temples, and slightly upturned eyes, giving him a natural roguish charm. When he smiled, a shallow dimple would appear, making him strikingly beautiful in a contradictory way.

Andy doesn't consider herself someone who's easily attracted by appearances [actually, she's a little bit of a looks-obsessed person without realizing it], but she did take a couple of extra glances that day.

I never expected to meet you here.

"Mr. Liang," she said calmly, extending her hand. "Hello."

"President He." Liang Jiaozhou grasped her hand, their fingertips briefly touching. Her hand was slightly cool, while his palm carried a hint of warmth.

His voice was deep and slightly magnetic; it was very pleasant to listen to.

"We met at the restaurant last time." He released his grip, his tone natural and devoid of any ambiguity. "I didn't expect to have the opportunity to work together so soon."

Andy nodded, said nothing more, turned on his computer, and got to work.

Liang Jiaozhou stopped mentioning what happened that day and began to introduce the project.

He explained things very clearly, with rigorous logic, highlighting the key points, and demonstrating a deep understanding of the industry. Andy was quickly drawn to the project itself, temporarily forgetting his extremely aggressive face.

It must be admitted that he is not only good-looking, but also very capable.

After the meeting, Andy stood up and said, "Mr. Liang, the project is very interesting. We will conduct an internal evaluation and then give you an answer."

"Okay." Liang Jiaozhou stood up and saw her to the door. His gaze lingered on her face for less than a second before he looked away. "I look forward to working with Miss An."

His eyes were clear, without that uncomfortable probing look, yet they carried a natural sexual tension that made people inexplicably uneasy.

Andy nodded slightly, then turned and left.

The smile on Liang Jiaozhou's face faded slightly the moment the door closed.

He took out his phone and sent a message to his assistant:

Send me all the follow-up instructions.

assistant:【?】

Liang Jiaozhou: [I'll personally follow along.]

Although the assistant was puzzled, he did as instructed.

The assistant thought to himself, "Great, the boss has a few more projects to handle, so I can go home and have dinner with my girlfriend."

In the days that followed, Liang Jiaozhou began to appear in Andy's life under the pretext of projects.

Sometimes, he would personally go to Shengxuan Investment to confirm a piece of data and wait for her outside her office; other times, he would send an email on a night when she was working overtime, casually asking, "Are you still at the office?"

Andy would usually reply, "Yes."

A little while later, he would appear at her office door with a cup of hot coffee in his hand.

"I bought it from the coffee shop downstairs, just passing by." He placed the coffee on her table, his tone casual. "Don't stay out too late."

He left immediately after saying that, without lingering.

Andy stared at the cup of coffee, momentarily stunned.

She wasn't unaware of his approach, but he did it so naturally that it was impossible to find fault with it.

He never says or does anything unnecessary; he simply provides maximum support at work and occasionally shows concern in the details.

This kind of care is not greasy or deliberate; it carries a sense of propriety unique to mature men, which makes it all the more touching.

Once, the project encountered a technical problem, and the other team was slow to provide a solution. Andy worked overtime for several days in a row, and he didn't look well.

Liang Jiaozhou called her that evening, his tone still calm: "Are you asleep?"

"Not yet," Andy said, looking at the computer screen. "I'm looking at the proposal."

Half an hour later, he sent back a revised plan within his capabilities, which helped solve many problems.

Looking at the clear labels and concise explanations on the screen, Andy couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you a software developer? How do you know this?"

"I learned a little bit before." He said casually, but his eyes were shining. "Go to sleep early."

After hanging up the phone, Andy stared at the three words "Liang Jiaozhou" on the screen, feeling a strange, indescribable feeling in her heart.

He has a very contradictory quality about him.

Despite his aggressive appearance, he has a clean-cut smile; despite being a rich second-generation, he doesn't have a trace of a spoiled brat; he is decisive in his actions, concise in his speech, and carries a calm and restrained air of someone who has been through many battles.

This restraint only made his sexual tension more pronounced.

Andy wasn't someone who was easily attracted to men, but she had to admit that Liang Jiaozhou was indeed very handsome, and in a very sophisticated way.

She's a little bit superficial when it comes to looks, and she's forgiving of good-looking people and their approach.

So when Liang Jiaozhou occasionally appeared at her office door, wearing a simple shirt with the sleeves casually rolled up to his forearms, revealing his well-defined wrists and arm muscles, his good figure that clothes couldn't hide—185 cm tall, with broad shoulders, long legs, and a slim waist—she would subconsciously take a second look.

But it was only at first glance.

She has always been cautious about relationships, and besides, she wasn't sure of Liang Jiaozhou's intentions.

He doesn't seem like the type of person who would take anyone seriously.

Liang Jiaozhou was indeed serious.

He was so serious that he started secretly inquiring about Andy's whereabouts after their first meeting.

He didn't use any shady methods; he simply learned about her work habits, preferences, and social circle through normal business channels.

He knew what brand of coffee she liked, that she was used to organizing her work meticulously, that he knew her close girlfriends, and that she disliked attending meaningless social events.

He even knew that she had an instinctive resistance to intimacy.

This information made him feel more sorry for Andy, and also reminded him that he must respect her and not violate her boundaries under the guise of doing what he thought was good for her.

He became even more certain that he could not act rashly.

He needed to carefully plan each step, making sure that his proximity wouldn't cause her any trouble.

He was like a cautious hunter, observing his prey from the shadows, yet hesitant to make his move.

Then one day, some posts about Andy suddenly appeared online.

Someone secretly took photos of her meeting with Qi Dian and maliciously speculated that she was a "mistress" who interfered in other people's families, using extremely vicious language.

Liang Jiaozhou was in a meeting when he saw the post.

His face instantly darkened.

"Excuse me, everyone, the meeting is adjourned," he said, then walked out of the meeting room with his phone.

He didn't contact Andy immediately, nor did he engage in online arguments.

He simply made a phone call to his subordinates, his tone chillingly cold: "Investigate who posted this, and whether anyone is behind it. Also, help me remove all related posts before they escalate further."

"Okay, Mr. Liang."

The subordinates were extremely efficient; in less than half an hour, all the relevant posts disappeared without a trace, leaving not a single mark.

Those accounts that maliciously attacked Andy were also completely banned.

The computer of the person who posted the message, as well as the person who orchestrated it, was hacked.

Liang Jiaozhou did a clean and thorough job, causing no harm to Andy and keeping her in the dark about the incident. He quietly nipped it in the bud without her knowledge.

He was like an invisible guardian, shielding her from all the hidden attacks from a place she couldn't see.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief after doing all this.

He looked out the window, with only one thought in his mind:

This is the first time I've liked someone, and I don't know if I'm doing a good job.

His handsome face scrunched up in a frown. What should he do?! How do he pursue her? He's clueless! What should he do? Help me!

Andy and Liang Jiaozhou's contact remains limited to work.

They would occasionally have meetings together, occasionally talk on the phone to discuss project details, and occasionally bump into each other at the coffee shop downstairs from the company, nod to each other, and then go their separate ways.

Everything seemed so natural, so peaceful.

Until one day, Andy drove to see his brother.

The weather was beautiful that day, sunny and bright, and Andy was in a rare good mood.

She prepared a gift for her younger brother in advance and even looked up some rehabilitation information suitable for mental patients.

The car stalled halfway through the journey.

Andy tried several times, but couldn't restart it.

She frowned, got out of the car to check, but couldn't find anything wrong.

Just as she was about to call a tow truck, a black SUV pulled up next to her car.

The car window rolled down, revealing Liang Jiaozhou's handsome face.

"The car broke down?" He looked at her, his tone calm.

"Hmm." Andy nodded, somewhat surprised. "What are you doing here?"

"I just happened to be passing by." Liang Jiaozhou glanced at her car; he was just running errands. "Let me see."

He got out of the car, opened the hood, and began to inspect the engine with practiced ease.

Sunlight illuminated his profile, outlining his features clearly. His brows were slightly furrowed, and his expression was focused, somewhat different from the composed and strategic General Manager Liang he usually was in the conference room.

Andy stood aside, watching his busy figure, and felt a little strange.

She discovered that he looked very handsome when he was focused on his work.

After a while, Liang Jiaozhou straightened up and said to her, "It's a minor problem, just a loose connection. I've fixed it temporarily. You can take it to a repair shop for a checkup."

"Thank you," Andy said sincerely, looking at him.

"It was nothing." Liang Jiaozhou looked at her, a hint of tenderness in his eyes. "Where are you going? I'll take you."

"I'm going to see my brother." Andy hesitated for a moment, then gave the address.

"Get in the car." Liang Jiaozhou opened the car door. "I'll give you a ride."

Andy did not refuse.

She got into his car.

The car was very clean, with a faint scent of osmanthus, not strong, but very pleasant.

Liang Jiaozhou started the car and drove smoothly onto the road.

The carriage was quiet, with only the faint sound of the engine.

Andy looked out the window, but in his heart he was thinking:

What a coincidence.

She glanced at him sideways.

He stared intently ahead, his gaze calm and composed.

At that moment, Andy suddenly felt that the contradictory nature of him wasn't so hard to understand after all.

He may seem like a carefree playboy, but deep down he has the discipline and responsibility of a soldier; he is clearly very rich, but he is not ostentatious at all; he seems to have feelings for her, but he always maintains a proper distance.

This man is complex and interesting.

Liang Jiaozhou felt her gaze and turned to look at her: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Andy said, withdrawing his gaze and smiling slightly. "I just feel like we're quite destined to meet."

A faint smile appeared on Liang Jiaozhou's lips.

Are we destined to be together?

that's nice!

But he knew that this "fate" was mostly something he had carefully and cautiously built up step by step.

He looked at the road ahead and thought to himself:

Andy, our story has only just begun.