Chapter 45 I seem to have liked...

The curtain call of Year 4 sem 1 came with winter.

Originally, there were only a few cool breezes in the perennial hot summer, and then the temperature dropped day by day with an irreversible momentum.

One day, Zhao Manzhi forgot to close the window, and when she woke up, she had caught a cold and her forehead was burning, as if she was suffering from some terrible torture.

She poured herself a glass of water in a daze, and then reached for the thermometer. She accidentally dropped the mug on the ground, and the hot water splashed, scalding the back of her hand.

Zhao Manzhi hissed softly, and the first thing she said was that it was fortunate that the mercury thermometer was not broken.

Her body was so weak that she was too lazy to clean up. She went back to bed to take her temperature, but before she took it out, she fell into a deep sleep.

It was Li Ke's phone call that woke her up. "Zhao Manzhi, did you forget what day it is today?"

She had a terrible headache and couldn't open her eyes. She replied vaguely, "Ah?"

"Performance, you're not awake yet, are you? And we've invited guests. Are you going to stand up so many people?"

It's bad, just say that you always feel like you haven't done anything.

Zhao Manzhi sat up suddenly, "I seemed to have a fever when I got up this morning. I thought I'd just take a nap. Why is it so late now?"

"Fever? Are you feeling better now?"

"It's probably gone. It's not that hot anymore. I'm sweating. Wait a minute. I'll take a shower and change my clothes and come. There's still an hour before the show starts. I'll make it." As

soon as she finished speaking, she heard a loud "bang" from the other end. Li Ke suddenly had a bad feeling.

It was really one thing after another.

"...I said I sprained my ankle when I got out of bed. Do you believe it?"

"You'd better take good care of yourself." Li Ke was helpless. Could she really come to school in this state? It looked terrible.

"And it seems that Chen Muchuan and Fang Ling invited us to the pool dinner today. Since there is a reason not to come, then don't come."

Zhao Manzhi, who was trying to struggle to stand up, fell flat after hearing this. "Then help me explain to Mr. Zhuang, and I will send him a message to explain."

"Leave it to me."

Zhao Manzhi climbed back to the bed, lying on her back, opened Zhuang Youkai's dialog box, cleared her throat, and sent a voice note: "Mr. Zhuang, I'm sick today... cough cough... I really don't have any strength, so please ask P Li Ke from our drama club to entertain you... cough cough cough, I hope you... forgive me."

After completing this performance, she listened to it again and gave this acting a 100.

The text was too light and made her look like nothing happened. According to Zhuang Youkai's personality, he would probably ask her if she broke the appointment on purpose, and then find a chance to retaliate next time.

So stingy.

She also slowly realized that getting along with someone like Mr. Zhuang was not easy. He would not forgive others even if he was not right, let alone if he was right.

What's more, Mr. Zhuang has his own reasons. If you are led into his logic, he will naturally only deduce the answer he wants.

For example, he has been showing off about the advance of salary. Things that used to be dealt with by reading the brief in the email now require her to report.

She is like the eunuch who holds the seal beside the emperor, reading the memorials to him and then writing the comments on his behalf. These things are not that troublesome to do, but I always feel that he is showing off, which makes me unhappy.

Fortunately, Zhuang Youkai was very tactful to go on a business trip during the final period, giving Zhao Manzhi a short vacation.

It's just that it's unlucky. He just returned to Hong Kong today and kindly agreed to come to the performance. She didn't happen to make such a scene, so she couldn't help but worry that he would blame her. After

sending the message and explaining some details to Li Ke, Zhao Manzhi got up to find medicine to take, and went back to bed. Although she was a little nervous when she first lay down, she couldn't resist the effect of the medicine after all, and soon fell asleep with fear in her heart.

She naturally didn't know that when Zhuang Youkai heard this voice message, his eyebrows knitted into a "川" shape, and his first reaction was to think, is he so seriously ill?

Li Ke stood at the door of the auditorium and waited eagerly, and finally waited for this important guest.

Although she often teased him in front of Zhao Manzhi, she didn't have any playful talk when she saw him in person, and even began to think about how to put her tongue.

The cold and fierce aura emanating from the man's body was like the cold wind in Siberia, enough to freeze her to death in the snow.

Not to mention the face that was carefully carved by the Creator, but it contained a little anger, which made people dare not approach.

Is this really the man who can usually be ordered around in their chat box? You know, occasionally when she is in a good mood, Li Ke will boldly call him "Xiao Zhuang".

For example, Xiao Zhuang is not going to a meeting? Is Xiao Zhuang on a business trip again? Xiao Zhuang asked you to work overtime again today, how can Xiao Zhuang do this.

Zhao Manzhi was also amused by her and said, he is such a big general manager, but he has to be ordered around by you.

Li Ke was like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water: What is there to be afraid of? It is impossible for him to see our chat history.

Now she thought, God, I must not let him see the chat history.

"Hello, Mr. Zhuang, I am Li Ke from the drama club. Zhao Manzhi is sick today, so I came to receive you." After a moment of tongue-tiedness, she calmed down and walked forward with the VIP gift, "The best viewing seat is reserved for you, go this way."

Unexpectedly, the carefully polished opening remarks were exchanged for an irrelevant question, "Is she seriously ill?"

"It seems... a little bit." Li Ke didn't know how Zhao Manzhi reported it, so she could only continue, "She said she had a fever and her head was heavy, and she fell when she got out of bed."

"..." How could someone have the ability to live such a mess of life?

He looked around and made an offer, "Ten thousand dollars, you arrange your things and come with me to Zhao Manzhi's house."

It was so generous that Li Ke doubted his ears: "...Ah?"

Zhuang Youkai took out a cigarette from the cigarette box and twisted it between his fingers, "Fifty thousand."

"Wait a minute--"

"One hundred thousand." The tone seemed to be exhausted, "Are you going?"

*

Zhao Manzhi couldn't tell what woke her up.

The doorbell, the phone, and Li Ke's shouting at the top of his lungs, the three effects combined, finally woke her up from the dark dream. When she opened her eyes, she thought it was the end of the world and Li Ke came to grab her and escape.

After shouting for almost five minutes, he almost alarmed the apartment security, and finally knocked on Zhao Manzhi's door. At first, I thought that a hundred thousand dollars for a trip was a pie in the sky, but now it seems that it is completely hard-earned money that she risked her face.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Manzhi rubbed her eyes in a daze, "Is the performance over?"

"No, I... I was afraid that you were seriously ill, so I came to see you."

As she spoke, she glanced at the man standing at the corner of the corridor. Just a minute ago, he had already started to unlock the company's number. If Zhao Manzhi didn't get up, it would be hard not to suspect that this man would call the police.

"I'm fine. My fever went down when you called me before, and the pain from my sprained ankle doesn't hurt anymore..."

"Ahem." Li Ke winked to remind her that there were ears on the other side of the wall, "Mr. Zhuang sent me here. He is also very worried about you."

"Ah?!" Zhao Manzhi was shocked. She leaned out of the door and saw him standing tall. For a moment, she didn't know what expression to make. "Why is Mr. Zhuang here too..."

"You look much healthier than you sound." He didn't show any expression, but his heart was finally at ease. Then, his eyes fell on Li Ke again, "Take good care of her."

"I will."

Zhuang Youkai took a deep look at the patient and then walked away.

The half-new elevator door creaked when it closed. The notice board in the public area was cluttered with discount information from nearby markets.

If it weren't for Zhao Manzhi, he might never have come to such a place in his life.

This is probably the wonder of fate. Because of someone, you get to know the other side of the world and never get tired of it.

In fact, people who are used to controlling everything have an immeasurable fear of the unknown. Just like today when he learned that Zhao Manzhi was sick and had lost contact, he wanted to break into the door and take her directly to Liuyuan Garden to find someone to take good care of her.

In the end, he resisted the urge and went to great lengths to call her friend over to reassure Zhao Manzhi.

She valued fairness the most and hoped to be treated fairly. How could she tolerate being treated as a nightingale in a cage?

"Mr. Zhuang!"

When passing by the counter, the staff stopped him, "I got the contact information of the owner of No. 4, 22nd Floor, Block B that you asked for last time. Do you still need it?"

Zhuang Youkai looked at the name and number on the note, hesitated for a moment, and still reached out to take it.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. It's my duty."

He didn't want today's situation to happen again.

*

Li Ke and Zhao Manzhi were cleaning up the mess in her house. While cleaning, she sighed, "It's a good thing that Mr. Zhuang didn't come in. Seeing your house in this state, he would have thought you were terminally ill."

"Isn't it just a slip of the hand? You make it sound so serious."

"Look, your hand is swollen. Wouldn't it be heartbreaking for Xiao Zhuang to see it?" Li Ke pouted and asked her to go to the side to rest. "You sit down, I'll do it."

Zhao Manzhi was enjoying her life with a playful smile, "Oh, it's rare to have Team Leader Li serve someone."

"The emperor has ordered me to serve the queen, how can I disobey?" Li Ke said in a strange voice, "After all, he gave me 100,000 yuan. If it is spread out, the hourly wage will be more than 10,000 yuan by tomorrow morning."

"A lot, how much?" Zhao Manzhi almost dropped her jaw in shock, "Do they rich people have their own currency unit..."

"Who knows." At this point, Li Ke recalled the moments when she dared not to speak in front of Zhuang Youkai, and sighed sincerely, "I really admire you for being his assistant for so long. Today, I was almost scared to death just by talking. The gossip tabloids also wrote about Zhuang Shao talking and laughing. Can this person really laugh? Does he know which facial muscles to mobilize when laughing? I am a media student. Every day in class, I learn that mass media is deceptive, but I am fooled by picture writing."

She spoke humorously, making Zhao Manzhi laugh. But what happened three or four months ago, thinking of the irreconcilable attitude with Zhuang Youkai when she was in Bund Huanye, seemed so far away as a dream.

Seeing her like this, Li Ke concluded with the attitude of an experienced person, "You are really in trouble this time."

Zhao Manzhi held the cup of hot water and took small sips, "So what do you think of him?"

"How can we, the unruly people, judge this!"

"Stop it, be serious." Rather than asking Li Ke, Zhao Manzhi wanted to ask herself, "What do you think of him?"

After cleaning up the mess, Li Ke sat next to her and took an apple and peeled it slowly, "If he gave you money and gifts, it would not be surprising, but he came to watch the performance and accompanied you to move, and was willing to spend time on you, which is quite precious. But..."

Looking at her expression, Zhao Manzhi probably guessed what Li Ke meant, pursed her lips, and said, "Don't you think it's unrealistic?"

"Well. I'm not worried about anything else now, I'm just afraid that you'll get hurt. When I read the gossip about wealthy families in the past, it was just that one was greedy for money and the other was lustful. In fact, it was all consensual, so it's not a loss." Li Ke said earnestly, "As a friend, I definitely hope that everything about you is good, but just this time, I would rather Mr. Zhuang is not such a good person, otherwise in the end you get nothing, and you can't forget him for the rest of your life. That would be too painful."

When you meet a scumbag, it's just mistaking the street lamp for moonlight. At most, you can just smile and say that you were blind at the time and turn the page.

But what if it's the real moon?

No matter how hard you try, you can only scoop up a handful of its brilliance.

Two complex emotions pulled in her heart. She was afraid that Mr. Zhuang was not good, so she couldn't fall in love with him; she was also afraid that he was too good and she couldn't extricate herself.

People who don't match can't go to the end, but she couldn't be as free and easy as Li Ke, and calmly accept the fact that she was going to lose him, so she was destined to struggle and fall in the whirlpool of emotions.

These truths have always been confusing to those who are involved. If it was Zhao Manzhi half a year ago, she would also laugh at her indecision now, but when she fell into it step by step, she would not realize that she was getting closer and closer to danger.

"It's too late," she lowered her head, her long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings, "I seem to have fallen in love with him."