How many loves can be relived in the story of a devoted CEO pursuing his wife?

It took him a while to turn around.

Looking at the woman in front of him, who clearly lacked courage but still tried her best to remain calm.

Her skin was clean and fair, flushed slightly from the alcohol. Her eyes were slightly swollen, but that didn't diminish their bright, clear sparkle.

Li Songze spoke to her earnestly, his voice utterly sincere, without a trace of joking. "I think I've fallen for that girl."

Liu Sisi took another step back and covered her mouth with her hands. It seemed that only in this way could she feel a little bit of security.

Her heart was pounding wildly, her mind racing. She was completely terrified by the man in front of her and had lost all composure.

Ren Anran had once told her that Li Songze treated her very differently.

Du Zhentao told her that Li Songze had feelings for her.

Aunt Fu, and even Li Minsheng, all hinted to her that Li Songze liked her.

Just now, this man's ambiguous confession, though sincere, felt both familiar and strange to her.

Liu Sisi swore that she had never had any improper thoughts about him. Even though she had admired him for many years, it was only an appreciation of his outstanding talent.

Now, he is Lin Xuedong's childhood friend and also her boss, making it even less likely that she will have a further relationship with him.

She swallowed hard, trying not to panic. After a moment, she lowered her hand and met his deep, obsidian-black eyes.

She blinked, her gaze slightly unsteady. She gritted her teeth and forced a smile, asking, "So, what do you plan to do?"

"Pursue her." Without beating around the bush, he narrowed his eyes, a determined light flashing within them. Like a hunter locking onto his prey, he was filled with unwavering resolve.

"Heh." Liu Sisi's eyes twitched; she couldn't stand his aloofness and coldness. A strange resistance welled up inside her, and she sneered, "What if they don't want to?"

Li Songze took a step closer to her, and Liu Sisi immediately took a step back warily.

Now that things had come to this, she decided to go all out and spoke up to stop them. "Mr. Li, I think there's some misunderstanding, and we need to clarify it."

His heart skipped a beat, his tall frame abruptly halting, and the smile on his face faded slightly. "Alright, go ahead."

Liu Sisi gave him a deep look, then walked around him and sat back down on the bench. A gust of river breeze swept by, lifting the stray hairs from her forehead and revealing a face that wasn't stunning, but which haunted his dreams.

She raised her hand, brushed her disheveled hair behind her ears, and gazed at the shimmering Mingjiang River.

She carefully chose her words, her delicate brows furrowed, and spoke softly, "Mr. Li, I think I made myself very clear at the hospital last time. I don't want any deception or ambiguity regarding our relationship. I'm sorry, about your father... You know my situation, and what we're doing isn't appropriate. Please clarify things as soon as possible."

“What if I said I don’t mind?” He walked over and sat down next to her, but still kept a half-body distance, not wanting to make her feel too pressured.

Suddenly, Liu Sisi felt a tug at her chest. As if possessed, she coldly mocked herself, "Don't mind what? Was I once your good friend's woman, or am I just an ordinary, lowly person? Mr. Li, we're not from the same world. We're really not compatible."

“Everyone has a past, you have one, and so do I. We can’t change the past, but we can change the present and the future. With enough effort and dedication, everyone can find their own paradise. As for value, it’s not about status or material possessions, but about the potential and spirit within each person. Unless you’re someone who belittles and denies yourself.” The intense light in his eyes suddenly raised the atmosphere between them by two degrees.

He paused, then gazed into the distance at the myriad lights of homes across the Mingjiang River. A slight smile touched his lips as he sighed, "The world is so vast, the sea of ​​people so boundless, and yet... aren't we sitting together here?"

"I..." Liu Sisi was speechless, frowning and unable to refute.

"Sisi, only the wearer knows if the shoes fit." He turned to look at her, uttering each word earnestly.

Liu Si couldn't understand what he liked about her.

He said that as long as you work hard, you can see the Peach Blossom Spring. This involuntarily reminded her of Lin Xuedong, who had once said the same thing to her: as long as you have faith...

Ah, look at them again. They clearly loved each other, and look at them now!

Vows of eternal love, deep and sincere affection. So what?

Isn't she living a life of being married yet utterly alone? Who knows her suffering?

Even if she endured everything, retreating again and again, waiting patiently, what difference did it make?

Isn't her husband continuing to play the field, juggling relationships with everyone?

But she, unable to return home, who could understand the bitterness in her heart?

So, can anyone tell her whether these shoes fit or not?

"I dare not, I can't handle it. Anyway, being alone is not bad, I'm carefree and at ease." She smiled bitterly, her face full of melancholy.

"Sisi..." Li Songze felt as if something sharp had pierced his heart, a dull, throbbing pain lingering within him. Lin Xuedong had hurt her deeply; she was in pain, and he felt heartache.

Liu Sisi glanced at him sideways, her gaze indifferent.

The man beside her kept his handsome brows furrowed, but that didn't diminish his refined and elegant charm. Unfortunately, she was not worthy of his attention and could only politely decline.

She pursed her lips, her gaze shifting to the freezer next to the bench. She opened the lid, took out two cans of beer, and handed one to him.

Then, she glanced at him. Her clear eyes were calm and composed as she smiled and said, "Don't wait any longer, let's drink! We're work partners now, and we're also good friends who get along well, which is great."

Li Songze looked at her serene face, which concealed a resilient strength, and beneath her calm expression lay a deep sadness. Every time she was heartbroken over Lin Xuedong, he wanted to be by her side, to hug her, and to offer her warmth and comfort.

Now, she's heartbroken. She'd rather retreat into her shell than accept any new possibilities.

He understands that she needs time to process what happened tonight. He can't push her too hard, and there's no reason for her to dwell on it.

But deep down, I can't help feeling a little disappointed and sad.

"Okay, let's drink." He pulled off the lid, tilted his head back, and drank.

The subtle malty aroma of the liquor traveled down his throat, and the sweet aftertaste soothed Li Songze's astringency.

He told himself, "It's alright, as long as she doesn't reject me, I believe time will heal all wounds." Thinking of this, a sharp glint flashed in his hawk-like eyes, a fleeting moment too quick to catch.

Liu Sisi saw the burning intensity in his eyes gradually subside, replaced by a gentle tenderness. She thought, "This time, he should understand how I feel, right?"

"It's getting late, I want to go back," she said tentatively.

"Okay." Li Songze tidied up, then stood up. Carrying the freezer and garbage bags, he headed towards the parking lot.

Liu Sisi followed behind him, feeling a little uneasy. His unpredictable behavior was driving her crazy; she didn't know if he truly understood or was just faking his anger.

Seeing a trash can not far away, she went over and took the trash bag from his hand, smiling as she said, "I'll throw this away."

"Okay." Li Songze didn't press the matter and let go of her hand.

After Liu Sisi finished throwing away the trash, she followed him and saw the man's tall and straight figure from behind.

In the darkness of night, loneliness stretched his shadow long, and his silhouette carried a hint of bitterness.

Her pupils contracted slightly, and her heart felt as if it had been struck hard by something, leaving her feeling very uncomfortable.

Did she hurt him?

A strange sense of guilt welled up inside her; she felt a mix of emotions—a sense of melancholy and sadness. But feelings can't be forced!

Ambiguity will ultimately hurt both parties. She is steadfast in her feelings and will never be fickle.

Thinking of Huang Minqiu and her child, she gritted her teeth and followed.

Now, all she can do, besides offering an apology, is make her stance clear and draw a line. She should try her best not to provoke him and let their interactions remain solely at work.

A black Porsche 911 cruised smoothly along the road, the atmosphere inside the car somewhat tense.

Perhaps it was the alcohol and the river breeze, but the effects of the alcohol were starting to kick in, and Liu Sisi unconsciously rubbed her arms.

"Feeling cold?" Li Songze eased off the accelerator and slowed down. He glanced at her sideways; in the dim light, her face was flushed from being drunk. His eyes flickered with concern as he asked.

Liu Sisi turned her head, and in the cramped space, their eyes met instantly. Her gaze shifted between unfocused and clear, then softened again. She gently rubbed her eyes, her voice a little sluggish, and replied, "It's nothing, just...tired."

Li Songze's throat tightened, and he swallowed awkwardly. He coughed twice and said, "Close your eyes and rest for a while. I'll call you when we get there."

"Hmm." It's good to be drunk; when you're drunk, you don't have to face those unpleasant things.