Siheyuan: My wife is Xu Huizhen

Chapter 708 My treat



Chapter 708 My treat

She could only helplessly let her body sway with the crowd, rubbing against He Yuzhu beside her again and again. The subtle feeling made her more and more uneasy.

He Yuzhu felt as if his chest was blocked by two soft and elastic footballs. The touch was as delicate as the gentlest spring breeze blowing across his skin, which touched his heartstrings and made him feel distracted.

In an instant, some charming thoughts exploded uncontrollably in his mind like fireworks, including two people whispering under the ambiguous light, and the numbness when ten fingers touched inadvertently.

These images flashed by, but left indelible marks.

He secretly sighed in his heart that the "shock absorption" effect was truly amazing, as if he had stepped into a different world he had never experienced before. The novelty and a hint of nervousness made his legs slightly weak.

But at the same time, he also felt a little embarrassed for his uncontrollable fantasies. The heat rose quietly from the bottom of his heart, first making the roots of his ears become hot, and then quickly spread to his cheeks, making his face slightly red. Like a child who had done something wrong, he subconsciously wanted to avoid the inquiring gazes of others, and even his breathing unconsciously became much lighter.

At this moment, Chen Jiapei's heart was like a frightened deer, running around in a maze of panic and shyness.

That blush, like the extremely gorgeous sunset glow that was wantonly painted by the setting sun, climbed up her cheeks at lightning speed, and even the tips of her ears turned a faint pink.

Her heartbeat was as rapid as the dense beating of a war drum, thump thump, and the sound made her ears tinnitus, as if the whole world was shaking in this violent heartbeat.

She didn't dare to look directly into He Yuzhu's eyes, as if there was a magic in those eyes that could see through her heart clearly and make her feel at a loss.

In a panic, she was like a frightened little rabbit, and hurriedly turned her face to the side, trying to use this tiny and hasty movement to avoid the uneasy and extremely awkward atmosphere, as if by avoiding that gaze, she could avoid the embarrassment of the moment.

He Yuzhu was quick to notice her strangeness, a trace of annoyance flashed across his eyes. He quickly leaned forward slightly, lowered his voice deliberately, and said softly with a tone full of sincere apology:

"I'm so sorry. I didn't anticipate the elevator would be so crowded. I apologize for the inconvenience this has caused you."

His voice was low and magnetic, as gentle as the spring breeze that gently caressed the surface of the lake, creating ripples. In this noisy, crowded elevator environment, where people's conversations, footsteps, and the mechanical sounds of the elevator were mixed together, it was like a clear spring, clearly reaching Chen Jiapei's ears without any obstruction.

Chen Jiapei's heart was like a wild beast madly ramming into a cage, beating violently as if it was about to burst through her chest.

She tried her best to suppress the panic surging in her heart, her voice as weak as a candle flickering in the wind, almost inaudible:

"No...it's okay, no need to apologize."

The sound was as thin as a thread, like the buzzing of mosquitoes and flies flapping their wings in the summer breeze, and would be easily ignored if one was not careful.

She knew very well that this was not He Yuzhu's fault, and as he was an extremely important client of the company, she could not let him fall into an embarrassing situation no matter what.

Chen Jiapei stood close to He Yuzhu, and their figures formed a sharp contrast. Compared with He Yuzhu, she was obviously half a head shorter.

After He Yuzhu sincerely apologized, an indescribable and strange atmosphere quietly spread between the two of them like a tide.

Chen Jiapei felt her face suddenly become hot, as if it was being burned by a raging fire, and quickly turned red.

She knew very well in her heart what this subtle feeling meant.

At this moment of shame and embarrassment, her rationality instantly returned. She realized that she could not let this embarrassing situation continue, so she bit her lower lip slightly, secretly exerted force, and slightly raised her buttocks backwards, trying to create some distance between her and He Yuzhu's lower body, so as to ease the embarrassing atmosphere a little.

Fortunately, the elevator descended quickly and soon reached the first floor safely.

As the elevator door creaked open, dazzling sunlight streamed in, and Chen Jiapei felt the heavy pressure in her heart instantly relieved.

He Yuzhu turned his head and looked at Chen Jiapei's slightly tense face. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a gentle smile, and he said in a gentle voice:

"Jia Pei, you've been busy all morning. It's almost lunchtime, so how about I treat you to a meal?"

Chen Jiapei was slightly stunned when she heard this. Her brows, which had been slightly relaxed, wrinkled again. A hint of hesitation flashed across her face, and she stammered in response:

"This... this isn't right, Mr. He. Helping is my job, so why would I ask you to spend money on a meal?"

Seeing this, He Yuzhu quickly raised his hand and waved, his expression enthusiastic, his tone full of the meaning that could not be refused:

"Hey, don't be so formal. We still have to continue studying stocks this afternoon. It would be convenient for us to have a meal together and chat while we eat. It would be a good opportunity to exchange ideas."

Hearing this, Chen Jiapei thought to herself that what He Yuzhu said made sense. After a little thought, she nodded slightly, her voice a little shy:

"Well... well, I'd rather obey than be disrespectful. Thank you, Mr. He."

Looking around, there are rows of modern office buildings standing around, with glass curtain walls shining with a cold and hard luster in the sunlight. The buildings are closely adjacent to each other, interweaving a busy urban scene with hustle and bustle of traffic and people.

On the streets, white-collar workers in suits and ties are holding briefcases, looking hurried; deliverymen in casual clothes are moving flexibly among the crowd, and the horns of electric vehicles are honking one after another.

Everyone, with their own goals in mind, hurried to their destinations. Surrounding this cluster of office buildings, a variety of restaurants are scattered throughout. Chinese restaurants waft the rich aroma of fireworks, while Western cafes emit the rich fragrance of coffee. These restaurants, like stars, dot the landscape, injecting a fresh atmosphere of life into this commercial area.

Relying on the experience accumulated from his many business trips here in the past, He Yuzhu confidently and familiarly led Chen Jiapei through the intricate streets, cleverly avoiding the bustling crowds, turning several corners, and finally arriving at a restaurant he used to frequent.

The restaurant has a simple exterior, and although its sign isn't eye-catching, it exudes a sense of intimacy, making it unique among the surrounding glamorous shops.


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