Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Yes,” Gu Yu assured leisurely.
Although Zuo Si had hoped for Gu Yu to accede to her request, she couldn’t help but feel something strange stirring in her heart now that he actually agreed.
After pondering for a moment, she recalled the rumors that she had heard over the past two days and everything seemed to make sense.
Zuo Si’s lips curled up into a smile of ridicule and, with a hint of self-mockery, replied, “CEO Gu, you never do anything that you’re not confident in. Aren’t you afraid of falling short in the last lap now that you’re pushing for things to speed up?”
“That’s all for now.”
Before Zuo Si could even react to his cool reply, the sound of the dial tone could be heard.
Zuo Si tossed her phone onto the coffee table and picked up a glass of red wine. After swirling it briefly, she chugged down the entire glass.
Xu Weilai made her way to a cafe and, after she ordered three slices of cake, dug her spoon into them and ate slowly. She only felt like she could finally suppress the bitterness in her heart when her mouth was filled with the sweet, buttery aroma of the pastry.
She hated Gu Yu more than she thought and now, it seemed like she was also having a harder time with letting him go than she had imagined. This was the only possible explanation that she could come up with to account for why she would lose control herself simply because of what he had said.
However, she genuinely wanted to know why he would even say such a thing to her.
No matter how hard she tried to collect evidence and prove that he still had an ounce of feeling for her, he would deny it flatly. She couldn’t understand why it would concern him as to who she was hanging out with now if he felt nothing towards her.
If he was truly heartless, then he should remain heartless to the end, for she found it most tormenting when he was neither friendly nor aloof and was hot and cold towards her as and when he pleased.
All of a sudden, Xu Weilai’s phone beeped and broke her train of thoughts.
When she picked up her phone and glanced at the screen, realised that she had a new text message. It was from the same number that had texted her before she went to rescue her boss that night.
After she tapped into the message and read through every single word carefully, her expression turned serious.
Zuo An’s sudden confession of his crush on Xu Weilai made her avoid him like a plague over the next few days.
However, as she was his secretary, it was inevitable for her to see him whenever she looked up. She could pretend not to see him and feign to be busy, but she couldn’t stop him from walking straight up to her desk to stare fixedly at her with his jet black eyes.
Unable to avoid him any further, Xu Weilai rose to her feet slowly but continued to avoid his gaze. With her head slightly lowered, she stared at her table and asked respectfully, “Big Boss, is there anything that I could do for you?”
Zuo An stared at her jet black hair and could obviously tell that she had been avoiding him for the past few days. Moreover, she had also asked someone to clarify the rumors and thus, he knew that she had no interest in him.
However, he wasn’t very disappointed. In fact, he would be dismayed if she actually claimed that she liked him now, for that would certainly be a lie.
He felt that it was better for her to treat him with sincerity than to deceive him.
“Weilai, there’s a dinner party tonight and I hope that you could come with me.”
When Xu Weilai heard Zuo An’s strict, down-to-business tone of voice, her heart was finally put to ease, for she could treat him normally as long as it doesn’t involve personal matters and matters of the heart.
Xu Weilai then looked up and met his warm, gentle eyes before she nodded and agreed, “Sure, I’ll get ready for it.”
Zuo An returned her with a smile and, without saying anything else, turned and went back into his office.
However, Xu Weilai only realized how naive she was when she entered the private room where the dinner party was held.
“What happened to the dinner party? Why isn’t there anyone in the room?” she wondered.
Holding on to a last glimmer of hope, she turned and glanced quizzically at Zuo An before she asked, “So the guests have yet to arrive?”