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“Miss Yan, if you’re playing hard to get, then congratulations, you’ve certainly attracted me.” Andrei crossed his arms, looking quite intrigued.

Yan Zuozuo felt that she and Andrei, this genius, were definitely not from the same plane. She had already made her meaning very clear, so how could this guy still have such overflowing confidence to stand here? It was a pipe dream.

“Mr. Andrei, have you always been so self-important?” she said bluntly.

Andrei shrugged, his smile smug. "Wrong, wrong, wrong, that's called confidence."

Yan Zuozuo had nothing to say, so she strode forward, too lazy to pay him any more attention. Andrei was left standing there, opening his mouth as if to speak, but seeing no one around, he realized his confidence had vanished. A cool breeze blew by, and his self-confidence shattered instantly, carried away by the cold wind.

In the restaurant's private room, everyone was a seasoned businessman, so drinking and socializing were inevitable. Before they even started ordering, Andrei burst out, "I want to be next to Miss Yan! I can't eat without being surrounded by beautiful women!"

So, the colleague who was originally sitting next to Yan Zuozuo immediately switched seats with him. Andrei winked smugly at Yan Zuozuo, who was speechless. Everyone looked back and forth between the two, their smiles extremely ambiguous.

Lu Zhitu and the design director chatted about company matters while eating, while Yan Zuozuo just ate in silence. She also mentally marked this hotel as a place Chi Moqing was forbidden to eat from in the future, because it was too oily and unsuitable for him.

Andrei looked at Yan Zuozuo with great interest, picked up his wine glass and said, "Miss Yan, let's have a drink together."

Many people were looking this way. Yan Zuozuo couldn't refuse, so she raised her glass, clinked it against hers, and took a small sip. Then she lowered her head and continued eating.

Andrei, completely oblivious to his unwelcomeness, continued with great enthusiasm, "What does Miss Yan usually like to do? Play games, travel, stay home reading, or...?"

"What does my interest have to do with the collaboration between our two companies?" Yan Zuozuo raised an eyebrow and said unhappily.

“Of course, we might be working together in the future, so getting to know each other better will help with future cooperation,” Andrei said matter-of-factly.

Yan Zuozuo sneered: "So, Mr. Andre is able to cooperate happily with other companies because of this kind of relationship."

"What kind of relationship? Miss Yan, tell me quickly, I like it." Andrei seemed to ignore her sarcasm and continued to act cheeky.

Yan Zuozuo glanced at her, stood up, and smiled apologetically, "I'm going to the restroom."

After Yan Zuozuo left, Lu Zhitu looked at Andrei and smiled, "Yaoyuan, you haven't seen Mo Qing yet since you came back, have you?"

Lu Yaoyuan was taken aback: "I just got back, I'll go see him tomorrow."

Lu Zhitu nodded with a smile: "Don't joke about Zuo Zuo, she's not someone you can mess with."

Lu Yaoyuan blinked blankly: "What do you mean?"

Lu Zhitu smiled but remained silent, then began to urge everyone to eat. Lu Yaoyuan scratched his head, puzzled. What kind of background did Lu Zhitu have that made him speak like that?

Yan Zuozuo left the private room, glanced inside, and knew that it wouldn't end anytime soon. She sighed and headed to the restroom.

When she came out, she saw Lu Yaoyuan leaning against the wall, looking at her with a half-smile. She was taken aback. "What are you doing here?"

"You were gone for so long, I thought you'd fallen in, and I was just about to get someone to fish you out." He chuckled.

Yan Zuozuo's face darkened, and she walked past him indifferently, saying, "Well, thank you very much."

"You're too kind." Lu Yaoyuan caught up with her and stood shoulder to shoulder. "I'm serious. We really have met."

"What time and place did you meet, and what did you do?" Yan Zuo asked, glancing at him sideways.

Lu Yaoyuan spread his hands: "I forgot, that's why I asked you."

Yan Zuozuo didn't believe him at all, thinking he was just a playboy who was teasing her out of boredom.

"Alright, alright, there's nothing I can do if you don't believe me. So, from today onwards, we're considered acquaintances, right? How about we exchange phone numbers? We can chat about romance, and maybe even..."

Before Lu Yaoyuan could finish speaking, Yan Zuozuo's expression suddenly changed. He touched his nose, "Discussing work is fine too... Hey, where are you going? The private room is over here..."

Yan Zuozuo ignored her and walked straight towards a man and a woman not far away. A ring sat in the center of the table, as if the man were proposing to the woman, who was so moved she was about to cry.

Lu Yaoyuan grabbed Yan Zuozuo's arm: "Hey, what are you doing? Do you know her?"

Yan Zuozuo's chest was filled with rage as she forcefully pushed Lu Yaoyao away. She had originally intended to rush over directly, but reason prevailed at the last second. After a pause, she took out her phone and called Fu Zixin.

The phone rang for a long time before Fu Zixin answered, "Zuo Zuo, what's up? I'm busy right now, I'll answer later..."

"What exactly is your relationship with that policeman?" Yan Zuozuo asked before Fu Zixin could finish speaking.

Fu Zixin was stunned for a moment before she finally said, "N-nothing, I'm still following that news..."

"Fu Zixin, are you telling me the truth?"

"Of course, why are you so angry?" Fu Zixin said guiltily.

"Because that man is proposing to another woman now."

Clang!

Yan Zuozuo heard the sound of something breaking on the other end of the phone. Sure enough, Fu Zixin had lied to her; otherwise, she wouldn't have reacted so strongly. Yan Zuozuo's face darkened, which frightened Lu Yaoyuan.

He nudged Yan Zuozuo's arm: "Hey, are you alright?"

Yan Zuozuo ignored him, lifted her foot and walked towards the policeman, staring straight at him.

The woman, who was initially deeply moved, suddenly looked bewildered when she saw Yan Zuozuo approaching. "Hello, is there something you need?"

Yan Zuozuo turned her head and carefully examined the woman in front of her. She was gentle and frail, with a warm expression on her face. Even as the woman approached with an unfriendly expression, Yan Zuozuo remained polite and courteous. Yan Zuozuo couldn't bring herself to dislike this kind of woman. Moreover, this woman had been innocent from beginning to end.

"Miss, if you don't have anything else to say, could you please move aside? I'm proposing to my fiancée," the police officer said.

Yan Zuozuo's lips curled into a cold smile, and she suddenly leaned down and whispered to the police officer, "Fu Zixin."

The police officer's expression changed, and then he heard Yan Zuozuo smile and say to the woman, "I have something I want to ask your boyfriend. Can I borrow him for five minutes?"

"Work-related matters? Okay, you two get back to work." The woman smiled gently, her face full of innocence.

Outside the restaurant, Yan Zuozuo stared at the police officer and asked, "You're getting married, how do you plan to handle your relationship with Fu Zixin?"

The police officer paused for a moment: "We agreed that our relationship would automatically end once I got married."

"So, you don't feel sorry for your girlfriend, don't feel disgusting, and don't feel it's unfair to Fu Zixin to be with her, right?" Yan Zuozuo stared straight at him, her fist clenched tightly, as if she wanted to throw a punch at him.

The police officer looked at her, remaining silent for a long time, perhaps unsure of what to say.

Yan Zuozuo sneered: "Why aren't you saying anything? People's Police, do you even deserve to wear this uniform!"

The police officer closed his eyes sadly: "I know it was my fault, and I don't know what to say."

Some things are inexplicable; even knowing it's wrong, you just can't control yourself. Undeniably, Fu Zixin is a girl brimming with warmth and affection, as bright as the sun. Compared to his fiancée's gentle warmth, she was like a dazzling ray of light, crashing into his heart. He resisted, but ultimately failed.

"Scumbag!" Yan Zuozuo stared intently. "How dare you propose to your fiancée? Someone like you doesn't deserve happiness!"

“She’s pregnant…” The police officer pursed his lips, a bitter look flashing in his eyes. “We’ve been together for ten years, childhood sweethearts. No matter how attracted I am to Zixin, I can’t abandon her. I know I was wrong, I know I’m sorry to Zixin, but I can only be responsible for one woman in this life, and that is my fiancée.”

“You can curse me, you can look down on me, but don’t let her know about this. She’s pregnant with my child, we’re getting married soon, she’s a kind woman, and I don’t want her to get hurt.” The policeman’s eyes were pleading, his hands clenched tightly, and after a long while he said, “I’m sorry, I’ll explain everything to Zixin.”

"Ha, explain what? Dump her?" Yan Zuozuo trembled with anger. "Or tell her to forget what happened between you two, as if nothing ever happened? How can you say something so irresponsible?!"

"She set the rules of this game..."

"Slap!" Yan Zuozuo's chest heaved with anger as she slapped the other person hard across the face, the force so great that her palm went numb. The policeman, meanwhile, tilted his head, five shocking finger marks quickly appearing on his face.

Everyone who passed by looked over. Even Lu Yaoyuan was stunned, not expecting Yan Zuozuo to make a move. He stood there dumbfounded, completely unable to react. Tsk tsk, this woman looks so gentle and weak, but who knew she was so fierce inside.

"You're a real piece of trash!" After saying that, Yan Zuozuo picked up the still-connected phone and said angrily, "Fu Zixin, do you hear me now? You want this kind of scum too!"

Fu Zixin stood a short distance away, phone in hand. The music from the restaurant had told her they were there. She stood there blankly for a long while before slowly walking over. A stiff smile played on her lips. In truth, he was right; she had set the rules: she only cared about what they had shared, and if he wanted to get married, she would leave quietly.

"Zixin..." Yan Zuozuo looked at her in astonishment, not expecting her to appear.

Fu Zixin regained her composure and forced a smile. "Zuo Zuo, let me talk to him alone."

"But..." Seeing Fu Zixin's stubborn, clenched teeth, Yan Zuozuo felt a lump in her throat, and tears welled up in her eyes. She should scold her for being a third party in the first place. But seeing her like this, she felt sorry for her.

"I'm fine." Fu Zixin's gaze remained fixed on the police officers, unwavering. "Could you please leave?"

Yan Zuozuo wanted to speak, but Lu Yaoyuan stopped her, saying, "Miss Yan, let's go back first."

Yan Zuozuo lowered her eyes and was pulled inside by Lu Yaoyuan. The restaurant was very cold, and she couldn't help but feel a little chilly.