Cheng Sizhe: â...!!â
Zhuang Nainai: â...â
But Xu Dazhi seemed oblivious that he had interrupted something. He stood there staring at the two of them.
As their hand-holding had been interrupted, they couldnât go on holding hands any longer.
Cheng Sizhe said, âItâs great that youâre here, Xu Dazhi. Let me reintroduce you both. Your superior, Zhuang Nainai, wonât just be the Chief Inspector. She will also be a shareholder of our company. Of course, she will have to do what sheâs supposed to. Now, letâs go to the clothing factory and settle the outstanding balance.â
The three people walked down the stairs. Whenever Cheng Sizhe wanted to say something to Zhuang Nainai, Si Zhengting would butt in.
He was like a thorn in their side, stopping them from communicating as they would have liked. But he looked innocent, and it seemed as though he didnât know what he was doing.
The three people walked downstairs and rented a large van.
After Cheng Sizhe sent Xu Dazhi off to work, he stood by the side.
A gust of wind swept by. He turned his face to the side and suddenly saw Zhuang Nainaiâs hair blowing in the wind. It exposed her entire face and her starkly white neck.
She was looking intently at the van in front. He looked at her side profile, at her small cherry-like mouth, at her small and exquisite nose bridge, and at her large eyes, which seemed to speak a thousand words.
He didnât know why, but the words his grandfather had said the day before surfaced in his mind. âYou havenât fallen for her, have you? Sheâs quite pretty...â
Quite pretty...
Cheng Sizhe knew that Zhuang Nainai was pretty, but this was the first time that his breath was taken away by her beauty.
Strangely, his heartbeat accelerated.
He lowered his head and rubbed his chest, near where his heart was. Then, he forced a smile on his face.
He had never believed in love at first sight, but now, his accelerated heartbeat had caught him off guard and he was defenseless.
He kept his gaze on Zhuang Nainai and snapped back to his senses only when the driver of the rented van drove it over.
Cheng Sizhe and Zhuang Nainai naturally sat in the back, leaving Xu Dazhi to drive the van.
Si Zhengting observed the situation, especially how Cheng Sizhe was seated at the back. His head and Zhuang Nainaiâs were both lowered as they talked about something. It seemed intimate. He continued staring at both of them.
He pursed his lips, then suddenly said, âPresident Cheng, I donât know how to drive.â
Cheng Sizhe was taken aback. He lifted his head and looked at Si Zhengting.
Xu Dazhi had repeatedly stopped Cheng Sizhe from interacting with Zhuang Nainai. As a man, Cheng Sizhe was perceptive enough to identify the source of the problem. He turned, looking at Zhuang Nainai who was seated by his side, then lifted his head and looked at Xu Dazhi. He finally understood Xu Dazhiâs intentions.
Strangely, Cheng Sizhe felt uncomfortable. He furrowed his brows. His words were gentle as usual, but they were straight to the point. âI remember you wrote on your resume that you know how to drive. Did you lie in your resume? We donât hire people who lie.â
Si Zhengting: â...â
He glared at Cheng Sizhe. He couldnât help but criticize Cheng Sizhe internally. Did he wish to drive Si Zhengting away?
But why would he want to drive Si Zhengting away?
His gaze landed on Zhuang Nainai once more. He suddenly felt a sense of urgency.
Si Zhengting lowered his head. There was no way he was going to be driven away!
He said, âI have a license, but Iâve never driven before. If you think itâs fine for me to drive, I will drive.â