Сhарtеr 8 Gооdnight
By thе timе Не Yu Zhоu left the privаtе room, Yin Еn Yu and her friеnds hаd аlrеаdу gonе.
Тhе dоor to thе private roоm wаs wide ореn, аnd а servеr wаs аbout to сlеar thе table.
Hе Yu Zhou stеpped insidе. “Wait а momеnt.”
Тhe servеr hadn’t seen Не Yu Zhоu bеfore, but uроn nоtiсing the manаger fоllowing behind him, immеdiatelу guessed thаt this person wаs nо оrdinarу сustomer.
Thе manаgеr stepрed forwаrd and rеsреctfullу asked, “Мr. He, is thеrе sоmething you need?”
He cоuld tеll that Mr. He’s rеlаtionship with Miss Yin wаs dеfinitely not ordinary.
Take this bowl of lemon aiyu jelly, for example. The chef who made this dessert was specially hired from Taiwan a year ago when Mr. He took over this restaurant, solely responsible for dessert preparation.
Lemon aiyu jelly was this dessert chef’s signature specialty, but it was prohibited from appearing on the menu, let alone being served to customers.
Tonight was the first time the dessert chef had made this dessert.
It was said that even before arriving at the restaurant, Mr. He had already called the chef to prepare the ingredients.
He Yu Zhou had walked over to the seat where Yin En Yu had been sitting during her meal, looking at the untouched bowl of lemon aiyu jelly on the table.
This was her favorite dessert—why hadn’t she eaten it?
Or perhaps after the breakup, her tastes had changed too.
“It’s nothing.” He Yu Zhou turned to leave. “When did the guests in this private room leave?”
The manager glanced at his watch. “Ten minutes ago.”
He Yu Zhou nodded. “If she comes here to eat again in the future, notify me immediately.”
“Take her to my private room for her meals.”
Manager: “Yes, Mr. He.”
Outside the door, Cheng Ziyan and Lu Jun exchanged a look.
There was definitely something fishy going on here.
Cheng Ziyan asked, “Wait, who was sitting in this private room just now? To make you so concerned.”
“Even coming in specially to check the leftover food.”
“And arranging for her to use your private room.”
This kind of treatment—even they, as his brothers, had never enjoyed it.
Only when they came with him could they dine in his private room.
He Yu Zhou had no intention of answering him. “Why so many questions?”
Lu Jun, with his intelligence online, reminded him, “Do you even need to ask?”
“Just think about it a little, and you can guess. Who else could it be that he treats differently, besides En Yu?”
Hearing this, Cheng Ziyan suddenly understood. “I get it now, no wonder you said you’d treat us to a meal and chose this place.”
“So you knew En Yu would be here.”
“Calculating, so calculating.”
He Yu Zhou neither confirmed nor denied it, suddenly suggesting, “You two should probably prepare to treat her to a meal.”
Cheng Ziyan agreed without hesitation. “That’s a must. We’ll arrange it for tomorrow.”
If not for that incident in the hallway, they would have treated her tonight.
“Another day.” He Yu Zhou calmly instructed. “I’ll notify you of the specific time.”
Cheng Ziyan, Lu Jun: “”
What does this have to do with him?
Cheng Ziyan wasn’t going to indulge his bad habits. “What are you meddling in? We’re not inviting you.”
“Besides, when we treat En Yu to a meal, you better not show up. We’re afraid she’ll feel uncomfortable seeing you.”
“She has something to do tomorrow.” He Yu Zhou didn’t argue with them, making up a reason to brush them off before getting into the car.
Cheng Ziyan stood where he was. “How does he know that?”
Lu Jun shook his head. No one knew what he was scheming.
-The rain had stopped, leaving only the faint sound of water droplets falling from tree branches outside the window onto the ground in the quiet night. The sky was clear and deep.
Yin En Yu emerged from the bathroom, a few damp strands of hair clinging to her cheeks, exuding a lazy, delicate charm.
The avocado-green silk slip nightgown hugged the graceful curves of her figure, her exposed skin fair and translucent.
On the bedroom nightstand, a scented candle burned softly, its shade slowly rotating. The fragrance of berries filled the air, with Bulgarian roses intertwined with the fruity scent of blackcurrant—sweet but not cloying.
Yin En Yu leaned against the headboard, lifting the hem of her nightgown to reveal her smooth, slender legs as she meticulously applied body lotion.
Suddenly, a brief notification tone broke the peaceful moment.
Yin En Yu glanced to the side and, after finishing with the lotion, picked up her phone to check the message.
At the top of the screen, the message read—
【When will you return my suit?】
Yin En Yu paused, her gaze fixed for a moment before she looked up at the suit draped over the sofa ahead.
She had thought he wouldn’t want that jacket back.
He wasn’t short of clothes, and he wasn’t the type to fuss over such trivial matters.
Yin En Yu: 【I’ll have the driver deliver it to you tomorrow.】
Yin En Yu: 【Send me an address.】
He had a girlfriend now, and given the nature of their relationship, it wasn’t appropriate for them to meet again.
Once she returned the clothes to him, she should delete his contact information as well.
She didn’t want to cause unnecessary trouble for the other woman.
On the other end, He Yu Zhou stood on the balcony in a bathrobe, his hands resting on the railing, his tall figure enveloped in the deep night.
His dark eyes caught the message on the screen, a flicker of shadow passing through them.
Was it really about the jacket?
He Yu Zhou made it clear to her directly—
【You bring it to me yourself.】
Yin En Yu tapped the edge of her phone lightly, waited a few seconds, and found an excuse to reply:
【I’m busy tomorrow, no time.】
He Yu Zhou pressed: 【Then the day after.】
Yin En Yu: 【Busy then too.】
At this point, He Yu Zhou couldn’t fail to see it—she was deliberately avoiding him.
It wasn’t that she had no time; she just had no time for him.
He Yu Zhou let out a soft laugh, as if mocking himself.
【Then send it whenever you have time.】
Seeing his stubborn attitude, Yin En Yu knew she would have to return the clothes in person.
【Tomorrow morning, then.】
She didn’t want to delay it any further, just wanted to settle this matter quickly.
He Yu Zhou: 【Fine.】
Immediately after, a location was sent—the address of his company.
Yin En Yu set down her phone and prepared to get up, intending to take the jacket from the sofa and have the housekeeper wash and dry it.
As if he could read her thoughts, before Yin En Yu could leave the bed, her phone lit up with another notification.
He Yu Zhou: 【No need to wash the clothes.】
Yin En Yu didn’t understand his reasoning but chose to respect his decision.
【Okay.】
It seemed the conversation should end here.
Yin En Yu turned off her phone, ready to sleep, when suddenly another message popped up on the screen—
He Yu Zhou: 【Goodnight】
He raised his phone, took a photo of the night sky, and sent it to her.
Scattered stars dotted the sky, which looked brighter than usual after being washed by the rain.
Gazing at the image on the screen, Yin En Yu felt a momentary daze.They didn’t attend the same university, so they couldn’t see each other every day. On the days they were apart, she would receive photos of the sky he shared with her upon waking up and before going to bed at night.
At first, she didn’t understand what it meant, but after asking him later, she finally realized—
“Admiring the clouds by day and gazing at the stars by night, I think of you when awake and dream of you when asleep.”
This was his private romance for her.
After that, whenever she received photos from him, she would reply with: “I miss you too.”
Snapping back to reality, Yin En Yu exited the chat interface without replying further.
Turning to the side, she picked up the cup of prepared melatonin from the bedside table and drank it.
She didn’t know when it started, but she had developed a sleep disorder and had to rely on melatonin to maintain her sleep.