Zhao Xuemo was the head of the company’s Public Relations department. Over the years, she had risen impressively through the ranks. To be honest, Lin Zifeng found it hard to believe that her body was still pure. This is what every man thinks. Think about it, after so many years, a PR professional... how good can they be? Besides, Sun Xiaonao has always resented Zhao Xuemo, often mocking her.
As the saying goes, if you walk straight, nobody will talk behind your back. But Sun Xiaonao just had to talk about her. There certainly were some intricate relations involved. Otherwise, why would someone do such a thing for no reason?
"You think you’ve got morals, but you think I don’t have any?" Zhao Xuemo was stunned by his words. As a joke, she too considered herself a woman of integrity. If she weren’t, with her current status, she would no longer be the same Zhao Xuemo. So when she heard what Lin Zifeng said, she felt a surge of discontent in her heart.
"Then why are you still on top of me? Get up, get off," Lin Zifeng quickly pushed her away and sat up. He wanted to talk to her about other issues. Alone with a woman, Lin Zifeng really felt like leaving, who knows what Zhao Xuemo would want to do next.
"All right, Director Zhao. I’ve taken you home. The task I promised to do, I’ve done. I am going to leave now," Lin Zifeng tried to find an opportunity to slip away.
"Are you leaving so soon?" Zhao Xuemo whispered, calling him to stay,
"Yes. If I don’t leave, am I supposed to stay the night?" Lin Zifeng was at a loss for words. If he didn’t leave now, when would he be able to leave?
"Then stay," Zhao Xuemo said casually.
"What! Stay for real!" Lin Zifeng was taken aback. Damn it, what on earth did this woman want? Did she really expect him to stay? How could he? He was a man with a family, a wife to be, although not officially married yet. But at the very least, he was about to be. No, no, he absolutely could not stay. He kept consoling himself in his mind. But with Zhao Xuemo’s insistent pulling, they ended up making a mistake together...
But halfway through the act, Zhao Xuemo rejected him.
This really ticked off Lin Zifeng. What was this? What kind of game was she playing? Lin Zifeng was infuriated.
Finally, Zhao Xuemo revealed something earth-shattering—she already had a husband! Lin Zifeng almost slid off the sofa.
If that were true, what did that make him now? Ah? And if her husband were to find out, would that be the end for him? Thinking this, Lin Zifeng started to hesitate and feel uncomfortable. After all, this was a matter of life and death for him.
"You’re married?" Lin Zifeng was startled.
"No," Zhao Xuemo slowly raised her head, looking somewhat apologetically at Lin Zifeng.
"If you’re not married, how come you have a husband?" Lin Zifeng demanded an explanation, not understanding what she was getting at. Whether she was married or not was still a question.
"But, but we’ve been engaged for a long time," Zhao Xuemo said, her emotions dimming at the mention of the engagement.
"Then why are you messing with me if you’re engaged? I’m not interested in other men’s wives," Lin Zifeng suddenly stood up, speaking gravely. As a normal, justice-loving young man, he would never do something so despicable. Saying this, he was ready to get up and leave. Damn it, there was no point in staying any longer.
Staying would only harm both her and himself, and just at this moment...
"You, don’t go!" Zhao Xuemo quickly grabbed Lin Zifeng’s arm, her expression pitiful as she said, "Can you listen to my explanation?"
"Go ahead," Lin Zifeng nodded, seeing her pitiful look, he didn’t want to hurt her too badly.
"Thank you," Zhao Xuemo’s gaze was filled with gratitude.
"Thank me for what? I didn’t do anything," Lin Zifeng said.
"Thank you for taking me home today and helping with the contract,"
"Those are just trivial things, you don’t need to thank me. Even if I hadn’t run into you today, I would have helped just out of my appreciation for beauty," Lin Zifeng shrugged his shoulders, and he meant what he said.
"Actually, I’ve been engaged for three years already," Zhao Xuemo suddenly said, her eyes shadowed, as if talking about her engagement made her quite pessimistic.
"That’s a good thing, congratulations," Lin Zifeng said with a bitter smile in his heart.
After all that, it turned out she was someone else’s wife, and he had almost made a grave mistake.
This kind of clean break was definitely not Lin Zifeng’s style.
Even though the idea of being with another man’s wife was novel and thrilling, something many might find desirable, Lin Zifeng did not think he was at that point yet.
"But I don’t like him!" Zhao Xuemo became suddenly very emotional.
"...?" Lin Zifeng was perplexed.
"Even though we’ve been engaged, we have never actually met. To this day, I have no idea what he even looks like. These past three years have been like living in hell. Even though I’m technically betrothed, but..." Zhao Xuemo started to choke up towards the end, the feeling of living like a widow was something unimaginable to most people.