Fu Chengyan found Xu Zhizhi’s phone number and sent her a private message with what he had typed in the comment section.
Then he got back to work seriously.
He figured Xu Zhizhi was probably still writing at the moment, because he noticed she updated a new chapter every hour. Her last update was half an hour ago, right when he was getting deeply absorbed in the story.
Meanwhile, the busy “Master Xu” only wrapped up her day’s workload at 6:30 p.m. when her stomach started growling from hunger.
She got up from her cozy spot, went to the kitchen, opened the fridge, and started foraging for food.
Instant noodles with ham, eggs, bacon, fish balls, and finally two sweet shrimp.
Done～
She had always played alone since childhood, so even though her room felt empty, she never felt lonely.
Except when she needed to organize her thoughts for her novel, her mind was usually in a blank state.
After eating her fill, she picked up her phone and noticed someone had sent her a message.
She opened the message and understood the gist of it after a quick glance. However, she still remembered Lin Xitang telling her not to meet up with online friends or attend author meet-ups.
“People out there have ulterior motives. A little airhead like you could easily get tricked.”
Xu Zhizhi firmly believed this.
And now this person actually wanted her to go out and meet to discuss a collaboration.
Clearly, not a good person.
Xu Zhizhi’s skill of blocking people was unlocked after graduation.
Back then, many strange classmates would message her, including some who had previously mocked and ridiculed her. Xu Zhizhi didn’t like it, so she avoided her phone.
Lin Xitang taught her how to block people.
So Fu Chengyan wasn’t the only one lying lonely in the blacklist—he was accompanied by 107 classmates.
In just a couple of days, Lin Xitang would be leaving. She and Zhou Che went to the airport to see her off.
“What’s with this? So sentimental. It feels more like a funeral than a farewell.”
Zhou Che patted her head. “Say something auspicious.”
“Hehe, I’m heading back to Jiangcheng first. My parents are pushing me hard. They probably know they’ll be separated from their dear daughter for a long time, so they’re already at home crying and reluctant to let go.”
Zhou Che: “…” Delusional disorder is also an illness.
Lin Xitang smiled and hugged him. “The renowned professor my uncle arranged for me—I need to go pay a visit first. I’m entrusting our little girl to you. Feed her every three days; if you’re busy, make it every five.”
The “little girl” naturally referred to Xu Zhizhi.
Zhou Che agreed. “Study hard then. If you’re not coming back for New Year, I’ll bring our girl to see you.”
“Alright, alright, I’m boarding now.” Lin Xitang patted the back of his hand. “Xu Zhizhi, my girl, I’m off. Take care of yourself. If anything happens, look for Zhou Zhou.”
Xu Zhizhi nodded heavily, her eyes filled with reluctance.
“My girl, I will definitely become the most amazing doctor.” Lin Xitang excitedly hugged her. “I’m off. Call me if you miss me.”
Today, the airport was bustling—it was unclear which celebrity’s flight it was. The two of them saw her through security, waited another half hour for the plane to take off, and then left.
Zhou Che wasn’t in the best mood. Xu Zhizhi sat in the back seat, spacing out, equally unhappy, feeling an emptiness in her heart.
“Taking you to the supermarket to buy groceries. Do we still have fruit at home?”
Xu Zhizhi nodded lightly. “I want to go home.”
Knowing she disliked socializing and going out, Zhou Che didn’t force her. He dropped her off at the elevator and left.
One elevator per household—it required a card or fingerprint to operate, so there was no need to worry about any danger.
Xu Zhizhi listlessly burrowed under the covers, clutching her plump pillow, and silently shed tears.
Sadness and reluctance weighed heavily on her heart.
Xu Zhizhi cried until she was exhausted and fell asleep. When she woke up again, it was already 7:30 p.m.
She hadn’t eaten all day and didn’t feel like moving. She picked up her phone, opened a food delivery app, and started selecting tonight’s lucky meal.
Meanwhile, at the entrance of the residential complex, inside a low-key Lincoln, Fu Chengyan leaned back in his seat, relaxed and casual.
If not for the occasionally lit-up phone screen, revealing the browser search content, Assistant Lin in the passenger seat might have truly believed his boss wasn’t the least bit anxious.
Assistant Lin: “Boss, you’ve been waiting here for half an hour. Aren’t you going in yet?”
Could it be that the girl still hadn’t taken the boss out of her blacklist?
At this thought, the assistant couldn’t help but feel like laughing.
Fu Chengyan said lightly, “No rush.”
Assistant Lin had no idea what he was thinking, but his boss’s affairs were not something he could question.
After waiting another ten minutes or so, Wen Li, who was accompanying the boss, knocked on the passenger side window. After it was rolled down, he respectfully nodded to Fu Chengyan.
Then Assistant Lin watched as his boss got out of the car, walked over to a Meituan delivery rider not far away, took the large pile of food deliveries from him, and entered the residential complex.
Wen Li didn’t follow. Instead, he got into the driver’s seat.
Assistant Lin: “Mr. Wen, aren’t you going to protect the boss’s safety?”
Wen Li glanced at him. “There are people inside.”
When Mother Fu was young, she loved reading domineering CEO novels, where the CEO’s children were either kidnapped or poisoned. When she was pregnant, she was extremely worried, fearing her child might meet with misfortune.
After giving birth safely, she took it upon herself to assign four bodyguards to Fu Chengyan and his brother. But fearing that outsiders might have ulterior motives, she decided to train one herself.
Wen Li and the others were exactly that.
However, Fu Chengli became an actor and never revealed any connection between his surname “Fu” and the Fu Shi Group. Very few people outside knew he was the eldest son of the Fu family, and those in their circle didn’t gossip about it, so he didn’t have bodyguards.
But his assistant was carefully selected by the family and could be useful when necessary.
Under the dim, hazy streetlights, Fu Chengyan stood there in a black overcoat, almost blending into the evening darkness. To make it worse, he was slightly bowing his head, making his expression unclear.
From a distance, Xu Zhizhi thought he looked like a grim reaper.
Her legs trembled, and her mind kept echoing: terrorist, human trafficker, ruthless killer, and so on…
The security booth was quite far from here, and there weren’t many people around.
Danger! ヽ(Д)
Fu Chengyan found it strange. For such a high-end residential area where every inch of land was worth a fortune, three streetlights along the way were broken, and he had no idea what he stepped on earlier.
He felt slightly annoyed. When he looked up, he saw Xu Zhizhi about ten meters away, seemingly shivering from the cold wind.
Well, she was wearing pajamas with some dog or other pattern, had slipped on a pair of slippers, and came out just like that—of course she’d be cold.
He took a few steps toward her, but unexpectedly, Xu Zhizhi turned and ran as if she’d seen a ghost.
“Xu Zhizhi, don’t you want your food?”
To his surprise, she ran even faster at his call.
Sure enough, running in slippers makes it easy to trip—just look at Xu Zhizhi in the greenery.
Fu Chengyan was stunned for a moment, then quickly ran over and pulled her out of the green belt. “What are you running for?”
Only then did Xu Zhizhi realize the voice sounded familiar. Her body trembled as she sneakily glanced at him and quickly averted her gaze.
So it was that pervert from the bar.