She Even Drooled All Over His Suit Pants…
The fragrance of the fried rice stirred up memories. Zhuang Fuyao looked at the man sitting across from her and really wanted to punch him.
But on second thought, what had he done wrong?
They had already been divorced for five years. He had every right to pursue new happiness.
When they met the next day, Song Qing and Shu Run heard the general outline and did not know how to comfort her.
In a different situation, they would definitely curse the man first without a second thought.
But in this case, they really could not find any angle to scold him, because this was five years, not five months.
Song Qing had a thought and wanted to take Zhuang Fuyao and Shu Run somewhere.
Zhuang Fuyao asked, “Where are we going?”
Song Qing raised her brows and smiled. “Taking you to learn from competitors.”
That worked too. Rather than sitting here overthinking, it was better to focus on her career. Zhuang Fuyao had already imagined a scene of distracting herself through work, right up until they reached their destination.
Two handsome men in black clothes and black pants, both around one meter eighty-five tall, greeted them. “Hello, ladies. Welcome.”
Zhuang Fuyao: ?
Not only that, after going inside, she glanced at a handsome waiter wearing only an apron on his upper body while serving dishes to customers. She then looked toward the terrace, where a mixed-blood blond guy was taking photos with customers. Even the bartender here was a tall, lean, well-built man with model-like looks.
“Is this a legitimate place?” Shu Run was like a curious little deer, wanting to look but also a bit shy.
Song Qing laughed as she put food on her plate. “Don’t worry, it’s absolutely legitimate. It’s just that the waiters are good-looking. Don’t you feel it’s pleasing to the eye to eat here?” She said a lot and did not forget to emphasize, “Of course, the main thing is that the food here is delicious.”
Zhuang Fuyao gave a light scoff and asked Beiguo, “Do you believe that?”
Shu Run held back her laughter. “No.”
“Hey, you two!” Song Qing said, a little unconvinced. “What’s not to believe? You know how proper I usually am.”
“…………”
Song Qing said, “Alright, back to the point. Have you noticed that this restaurant’s business is really good?”
Zhuang Fuyao observed and saw that business here was indeed booming. Those who arrived a little later than them had to line up and make reservations.
And this was only the afternoon session. She heard that the evening session was even livelier.
Song Qing was an online singer and often performed all over the country. She had been to all kinds of restaurants. She summarized, “Above-average food plus a distinctive business model together is a killer combo.”
Zhuang Fuyao completely agreed. This also gave her a lot of inspiration. Unexpectedly, this trip really was “learning from competitors.” After her attention was diverted, she did not even have time to think about Liang Huaixu.
The diversity of entertainment programs was also key to keeping customers.
Besides the feature of all the waiters being handsome men, there were also various forms of performances on stage, so it was not boring. Time passed quickly, and they even had dinner at this restaurant.
At eight in the evening, the night session officially began.
The lighting changed accordingly. The host brought over a bottle of alcohol and, after saying a bunch of welcoming words, announced, “Now we begin the lottery segment!”
This was one of the interactive segments at DS Restaurant. The winning table would get a free bottle of alcohol.
With the mentality of not passing up a free benefit, Song Qing joined in and scanned the lottery code. She actually hit the jackpot.
Two minutes later, the numbers on the big screen rolled rapidly. Under background music designed to heighten the excitement, it stopped on the number “9.”
Shu Run said in surprise, “It seems to be us!”
Under their curious gazes, a Korean-style handsome man with fair skin, over one meter eighty tall, walked over holding the bottle, showing a warm smile. “Enjoy your meal.”
Then, right in front of them, he opened the bottle using his abdominal muscles.
“Wow!” The whole venue erupted into cheering screams.
You could do that?
Zhuang Fuyao was stunned too.
Song Qing smiled and asked them, “Wasn’t it worth coming?”
Shu Run took a breath. “Oh no, oh no. My boyfriend absolutely must not find out about this.”
“What’s the big deal?” Song Qing glanced at her. “You’re just looking, not touching. Who doesn’t like looking at handsome men and beautiful women?”
Zhuang Fuyao did not have that kind of psychological burden. She only felt that it was very novel.
Back in university, her dormmates had gone abroad together to watch a male revue[1]A type of live performance show featuring male dancers, often involving choreographed, sensual dance routines for adult entertainment; similar in concept to female strip or dance revues, but focused … Continue reading jQuery('#footnote_plugin_tooltip_1585165_1_1').tooltip({ tip: '#footnote_plugin_tooltip_text_1585165_1_1', tipClass: 'footnote_tooltip', effect: 'fade', predelay: 0, fadeInSpeed: 200, delay: 400, fadeOutSpeed: 200, position: 'top center', relative: true, offset: [-7, 0], }); show. Only she had not gone because she was worried Liang Huaixu would get jealous.
This could be considered making up for the regret of not seeing a male revue show sixteen years ago.
None of them were conservative people. Although Shu Run said verbally that it was “not very good,” she was still involuntarily drawn in by the novelty. Before long, she was having a great time too.
After taking a photo with the most handsome guy in the whole venue, they went back to drink. Among them, Zhuang Fuyao drank the most, drinking in a venting manner, pouring all the unpleasantness of the past two days into alcohol.
So what if her ex-husband had found someone new?
After some time, once she got used to letting him go, she would go find a young, handsome, fresh-faced guy to date.
Compared to the indulgent revelry on Zhuang Fuyao’s side, Liang Huaixu had been busy the entire day.
Today, Jiang City held a symposium for private enterprises. As a leading company in the real estate and hotel industries, Changting Group required Liang Huaixu to deliver a speech at the meeting.
After the meeting ended, he and several company heads were additionally invited by an old leader to have dinner together.
Jiang City intended to carry out new urban development. This was a major project. There were not many companies capable of taking it on. Changting had successfully won the bid, but there were still many matters that needed to be discussed. Many of the higher-level policies also required these industry leaders to take the lead in cooperating. The dinner gathering was all about playing the relationship card.
Liang Huaixu drank about two taels of baijiu and could not drive.
Everyone knew that Liang Huaixu would never be short of a driver, but the old leader still said to his own driver, “Xiao Xu, take President Liang home.”
This was also the old leader’s way of expressing closeness.
Liang Huaixu understood and nodded. “Then I’ll trouble you.”
His head ached slightly. After getting into the car, he closed his eyes and rested.
At that moment, his phone vibrated.
He had not intended to look at it, but he remembered Aunt Yuan saying that Zhuang Fuyao had not yet returned home. Worried that it might be her message, he paused for two seconds and still opened his phone.
As expected.
Zhuang Fuyao: [Where are you?]
At the moment the message popped up, he felt happy. This was also his instinctive emotional reaction toward Zhuang Fuyao.
Liang Huaixu glanced at her flashy profile picture. [On the way back.]
While waiting for her reply, he scrolled through their previous chat history.
February 12, 2016
She: [Valentine’s Day is coming. Shall we go on a vacation to Northern Europe?]
He: [I can’t spare the time recently. Can I accompany you after a while?]
…
August 29, 2016
She: [Tomorrow’s banquet. I picked a few outfits. Which one looks the best? [Image] [Image] [Image]]
He: [You look good in anything.]
…
March 6, 2017
She: [So bored. I want to go shopping. Get off work early and come with me.]
He: [I have a meeting tonight and can’t get away. Is it okay if Xiao Zhou or Auntie goes with you?]
…
September 3, 2018
He: [I’ve already had someone apply for a private flight route. I’ll definitely make it back before your birthday. Wife, I’m sorry. I’ll bring you a gift when I’m back.]
She did not reply.
…
May 20, 2019
She: [Let’s get divorced.]
…
June 1, 2019
She: [What’s the point of you not signing like this?]
They officially divorced on June 3, 2019. After that, their chats only revolved around routine greetings concerning their son, Liang Chaoluo.
Even after changing phones, he had copied these records over intact. Every time he looked at them, his heart hurt once more, yet he could not bear to delete them.
Now that he looked at it, the failure of their marriage had not been without signs.
She liked traveling, liked shopping, and wanted companionship. Yet he had always been busy with his career, arrogantly assuming that they would naturally spend their lives together.
By the time he turned back, Changting had already firmly established itself domestically, but he had lost her, who was more important than Changting. He had blamed himself for this for five years.
The lights outside the window spilled in, outlining his deep, shadowed facial features and eyes that were no longer as calm as before.
Seeing that she had not replied for a long time, Liang Huaixu placed a call.
Just as it was about to hang up, the other side finally answered.
“Hello?”
Liang Huaixu heard the slurred tone in her voice and frowned slightly. “You’ve been drinking?”
“Yes. Come pick me up,” Zhuang Fuyao said, glancing at the two people beside her who were already drunk. “With my friends?”
……
After hanging up, Liang Huaixu first sent a message to Driver Peng, then told the driver in front to change the destination.
He was still wearing the administrative shirt he had worn to the meeting. His whole outfit looked very much like someone within the system. As soon as he arrived at DS, he attracted a lot of attention.
Someone had already gone to notify the boss.
The boss hurried over. Especially after hearing the security guard say that he had been dropped off by a Hongqi car with a consecutive license plate number, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Could they be here for an anti-vice inspection?
He swore to heaven that everything here was run legally and could not be more proper.
The boss went over and eagerly shook hands. “Leader, you are…”
Liang Huaixu realized that his outfit might look a bit intimidating. He softened his tone and tried to rein in his presence. “I’m not a leader. I’m here to pick up a drunk family member.”
The boss did not believe him. His mind was full of that Hongqi car with the consecutive plate number. He thought this was some kind of “incognito inspection,” so he honestly followed beside him, explaining, “We’re in the catering business. All our licenses are complete. Everything is absolutely clean.”
Liang Huaixu responded perfunctorily and scanned the restaurant. When he saw nearby waiters “dressed inappropriately,” he could not help frowning. Finally, he found Zhuang Fuyao and her friends at a booth.
After asking for their addresses, he had Driver Peng drive her friends home. He himself took a taxi with Zhuang Fuyao back to Boya Bay.
After drinking, Zhuang Fuyao’s vigilance was still quite high. She almost stepped forward and swung a leg at him, but fortunately, she recognized Liang Huaixu’s scent, so she relaxed and was willing to go with him.
She slept groggily for half the ride. When she woke up and glimpsed him beside her, she instinctively leaned over and rested on his lap to continue sleeping, even nuzzling against him dependently.
Liang Huaixu’s body stiffened slightly.
She did not know what she was dreaming about and drooled a lot onto his suit pants.
“….”
After arriving home, he settled her back into her room and was just about to call Aunt Yuan when suddenly a force pulled him over.
Zhuang Fuyao had practiced martial arts when she was young. With that foundation, her strength was truly not small. Liang Huaixu staggered and fell onto the bed, the mattress’s rebound wrapping around him.
He had already drunk quite a bit. With this fall, his head felt even more muddled, and he did not react for quite a while.
After drinking, Zhuang Fuyao’s mind was not very clear, and she completely forgot about the transmigration. When she opened her eyes, what came into view was his high nose bridge and thin lips. Her gaze softened, and she thought this was just an ordinary Friday night.
When she had just graduated, she had also been fired up for a period of time, determined to strive toward becoming a strong career woman, busying herself with work matters.
Liang Huaixu had been just as busy, so the two of them did not meet every day. Usually, it was on Friday nights that they would arrange to have dinner, watch a movie, and…
Friday night was relaxation carved into instinct.
As for the surroundings that felt both familiar and unfamiliar, she thought it was a hotel they had booked.
Zhuang Fuyao narrowed her eyes and smiled. Her hand habitually slipped into his clothes.
But the texture felt a little different from before.
She pouted in dissatisfaction. “Husband, where are your abs?”
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