Chapter 30 Youkai, Zhuang Youkai. ...

Such tenderness only lasted for a moment. Soon, Zhao Manzhi stood firm and jumped away as if she had been electrocuted. "Mr. Zhuang, you... didn't you leave?"

Zhuang Youkai's hand, which was about to hold her shoulder, froze in the air. Then, he took it back a little awkwardly. Only a strand of long hair lifted by the sea breeze seemed to pass through his fingers. He put his fist to his lips and coughed lightly: "It's just that I suddenly thought that someone can't drink well. I was the last person you saw. If something goes wrong, it will be troublesome to be questioned by the police station." "

Oh." Zhao Manzhi was not in a good mood. She pulled up the corner of her mouth and smiled awkwardly, "In fact, I just received a call. Even if there is an investigation, the last person to contact me will not be you."

She knew the problem with Zhuang Youkai's mouth, but when she heard the tone that treated her as a burden and was particularly emotional at the moment, she couldn't help but talk back.

What was rare was that Zhuang Youkai didn't say anything, and followed within one step of her with restraint, "I'll take you."

"No need to bother."

"No need to bother, I have to go back to Shatin too." Seeing Zhao Manzhi's slightly crooked steps, he reached out and grabbed her arm, "Get in the car."

"I said no!" Zhao Manzhi pulled her hand out suddenly, and the force caused Zhuang Youkai to stagger. She was not stable on her high heels, stumbled and fell, and the alcohol took effect, so she simply sat on the ground, "Why do you want to control my will, who to meet, where to go, whether to take the MTR or the car, how to go back to school, I'm not a child, why do you have to make decisions for me?"

"What did you say?"

"Did I say something wrong? Chen Muchuan is like this, and you are like this too."

Chen Muchuan? The one who pursued her?

Zhuang Youkai was in the car just now, and vaguely saw her look when she was on the phone. Her emotions were indeed not calm, but he didn't expect that she would show such a childish side. In my impression, Zhao Manzhi was optimistic and bright, and she was efficient and proper at work. But was there a time when she could not maintain her dignity and composure? It

was not until he squatted down that he found that her eyes were red and misty, filled with the humid water vapor of the south wind.

His heart seemed to be cut by something, and the man who was always solemn and indifferent actually showed pity on his face.

The scale of divine mercy and indifference that originally belonged to him suddenly tilted, and a gentle halo was plated in Zhao Manzhi's out-of-focus pupils.

Gradually, his mood calmed down, and then came the belated awakening.

Zhao Manzhi, what are you doing? !

She combed her hair and struggled to stand up, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhuang, I, I..."

Zhuang Youkai said nothing, took off his coat and covered her legs. Zhao Manzhi only then realized that her exposed knees were broken in the bump just now, and the short skirt that only reached the knees had been slipped up at some point, revealing her spring light without paying attention.

Her face, which was already flushed from drunkenness, became even hotter. Zhao Manzhi wrapped her slender legs with her coat in embarrassment, stood up unsteadily, and kept her head down, not daring to look at him. "I will dry-clean the suit and return it to you. I was a little out of control tonight, please forgive me."

The man's voice was unexpectedly calm, "What's there to forgive? It's not a shameful thing."

"Isn't this embarrassing enough? I am, but..." But she lost her temper and pushed people in front of him.

From childhood to adulthood, she was taught to be decent and generous, to save face, to be willful but to be sensible, and not to be a willful lady in the eyes of others. Zhao Manzhi has always required herself to do this. Even when she had such a quarrel with Chen Muchuan, she never mentioned it to Fang Ling and the others.

She thought for a long time, but could not come up with a result. Finally, she pursed her lips and looked at him quietly, "Then my mood affected Mr. Zhuang, is it okay?"

Such a precious master would accommodate her? No one would believe it.

Zhuang Youkai unbuttoned his cuffs, "No one has ever acted wild in front of me, it's very new."

Zhao Manzhi: "..."

What does this mean, will she be able to see tomorrow's sun?

The suit jacket in her hand became a hot potato, it was not right to take it, and it was even more wrong. Zhao Manzhi almost bit her lower lip, closed her eyes and made up her mind, and asked directly, "You don't want me to compensate for mental damages?"

In the mottled light and shadow, Zhuang Youkai smiled silently and took a step towards her, "How do you want to compensate?"

"I..."

The warm woody scent approached, Zhao Manzhi felt her heartbeat out of control, her body was light as sleepwalking, and after a long time, she mustered up the courage to look up and bumped into his eyes.

She watched him approach and lower his head, his tall figure almost covering her completely, his eyes filled with her, and only her.

Zhao Manzhi subconsciously wanted to retreat, but her calves seemed to be filled with lead and couldn't move.

Zhuang Youkai half-closed his eyelids, "You can be offended by such a small thing, you underestimate me too much."

So close.

It was so close that it was almost hard to think.

A million years ago, insects and ants crashed into the pine resin, thus forming amber, which was then engraved into Zhuang Youkai's eyes. Zhao Manzhi had a similar feeling.

She tried to calm down, raised her face slightly, and looked at him with no less momentum, "Then what is the point of you coming to question me?"

In the dark night, the girl's starry eyes sparkled and her red lips were full.

Zhuang Youkai's throat felt dry and he spoke after a while, "Zhao Manzhi, am I an unforgivable bad guy in your heart?"

"No, but I'm not a good guy either, at least not like now."

"Oh?"

"I'm not used to you not making sarcastic remarks after seeing me making such a fool of myself." The sea breeze was a little cold, and Zhao Manzhi subconsciously hugged her arms, "Who knows, are you planning to say something bad about me?"

"Indeed." He took off the suit she was holding in her hand and put it on her shoulders, "I was thinking that some people are so stupid that they didn't even think of putting on the clothes they have in their hands."

Mr. Zhuang was very abnormal tonight. He didn't speak so harshly and was kind. Zhao Manzhi blinked in disbelief and looked at him, "Just... that's it?"

"What else?" Zhuang Youkai raised his eyebrows, "Are you looking forward to being scolded by me?"

"Of course not." She quickly denied, "It's just that I think that if I make the slightest mistake at work, I might be fired. Why are you so tolerant today?"

"Is it possible that I am not tolerant of you, but your emotions?" As he spoke, he looked behind Zhao Manzhi with a longing look. In the calm harbor, the Star Ferry full of tourists was swaying. "It's not a bad thing to allow yourself to have emotions." Zhao Manzhi noticed where his eyes were, as if he was looking past her and tracing back to a certain memory. After a while, she turned around and looked at Victoria Harbour with him. "Then, Mr. Zhuang should also allow himself to have emotions." "I already have enough emotions." "But I feel that you are just wrapping yourself up with your temper. Only at certain moments are you really like this." Zhuang Youkai was silent for a moment, his hands loosely in his pockets, "Don't think you know me very well." "Really? Then just treat my sixth sense as wrong." Zhao Manzhi said, squinting at his expression. Zhuang Youkai looked away, looking cold and lonely, and only his tense posture revealed his uneasiness. He said one thing and meant another.

After a while of breeze at the harbor, when they walked back, there were fewer tourists. No one mentioned how to go back, but Zhao Manzhi followed him closely and walked to the Maybach.

Lu Qianning came to open the door for them and greeted Zhao Manzhi, "See you again, Mandy."

Zhao Manzhi smiled, "You've been waiting for a long time."

"It's okay, I'm glad you're back safely. Just now, Akai saw you on the shore and got anxious, so he asked me to stop the car, fearing that something might happen to you."

"Me? I'm fine." Lu Qianning's words made her laugh and cry, "If you want to jump into the sea, you won't do it in public."

The other party just smiled politely, blocked the upper edge of the car door with his hand, and let Zhao Manzhi get in.

After rush hour, the road back from Central was smooth, from the bustling night scene to the quiet coastal avenue, Zhao Manzhi leaned on the back seat and fell asleep unknowingly.

Zhuang Youkai saw the scattered neon lights sprinkled on her, adding a bit of charm that was always suitable for light or heavy makeup. A few strands of hair stuck to her porcelain-white cheeks. He reached out his hand to brush them away without thinking. He came to his senses just when he was about to touch them, and paused for a moment.

When he saw her emotionally unstable on the shore, he was really worried that she would fall into the water in the next second.

Just like when he stood by the Victoria Harbour, staring at the rippling water, he suddenly wanted to jump in.

"Akai, no matter what happens behind closed doors, you must not make any mistakes outside, and you must not let anyone catch you."

"You are a descendant of the Zhuang family, how can you be so weak? How can you be so sad all day long!"

"If it was Brother Alin, I would be afraid, but you are not a big shot, so I have nothing to fear."

In those years, the pressure from the outside world, the expectations of the elders, and the contempt of Zhuang Youliang were like a lingering haze above his head. When his psychological defenses were almost collapsed, no one told him to be tolerant of his emotions.

Every iron heart has walked a thorny road that no one expected.

He closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down. Those gray moments eventually cleared up, but up to now, no one has ever asked him if he was tired.

It seemed that carrying all this was the fate of the heir of the Zhuang family.

"...Mr. Zhuang?"

Zhao Manzhi opened her eyes in a daze, and saw his handsome face in front of her, and her heart skipped a beat. Zhuang Youkai's thoughts came back, and he sniffed her breath so close that his voice became hoarse, "Don't move."

She also stayed still obediently, only feeling each other's breath getting hotter and hotter.

Zhuang Youkai lowered his eyes, gently brushed the hair on her face behind her ears, and touched her hot earlobe, Zhao Manzhi's whole body trembled.

Then, there was another soft "Mr. Zhuang".

Although Zhao Manzhi was usually carefree, her tone of voice still had the charm of the Jiangnan water town, especially at this moment, calling him in such a whisper, Zhuang Youkai felt hot and unbearable.

"I have a name, why don't you call it?"

"Your name?" She was confused, is that something I can call?

Zhuang Youkai hummed, "Call me that once and see how it goes."

"Zhuang..." He swallowed his words back halfway through, Zhao Manzhi lowered her head, "No, I'd better call you Mr. Zhuang."

"Are these two words so difficult?" He coaxed in a low voice, "I don't think my name is that bad."

"Of course not." On the contrary, she had called this name thousands of times in her heart, and because it was too sacred, she dared not easily blaspheme it. Zhao Manzhi mustered up her courage and opened her lips, "Youkai, Zhuang Youkai."