Encountering Zhai Heng

Jiang Nuannuan: "I can only ignite his desire for conquest."

After finishing the pig brain, the door of the private room was knocked again, but this time it wasn't the boss, but a girl.

Gu Shizhou quickly put on his sunglasses and turned his back to the door.

"I wanted to ask, are you Gu Shizhou?" The girl cautiously raised her phone and said to him, "The back of your head looks exactly like our Shizhou's."

To truly love an idol, one can even recognize the back of their head. Jiang Nuannuan sighed, "This is my boyfriend."

Unexpectedly, the girl replied, "Miss, I also feel like I've seen you before." She stood up and walked around the table, taking Gu Shizhou's hand. "We are just an ordinary couple. How could a big star like him be eating in such a small place?" The man stood up and followed her, his eyes hidden behind the lenses, a slight lift at the corners, and his lips slightly curled.

Leading him out of the barbecue restaurant, Jiang Nuannuan immediately let go of his hand and threw the helmet from the motorcycle at him. "My house is nearby, you can go back on your own."

"Don't you want me to accompany you? Girlfriend," Gu Shizhou chuckled lightly.

She wanted to roll her eyes in silence but held back. "If you have any other proper job, you can introduce it to me. I can come during my free time, but being your girlfriend is out of the question."

"Let's go." Jiang Nuannuan waved at him and turned to run into the alley.

Bai Liang called Gu Shizhou at the right time. "How is it? Did you make the girl be interested in you?"

"Not yet." He straddled the motorcycle and replied casually, "She has some backbone, but not much."

Bai Liang looked at the photo of Jiang Nuannuan on his tablet and took a puff of smoke. "It was too dark to see clearly, but this girl really resembles her, especially her eyes…"

He didn't mention the name, but it was enough to make Gu Shizhou's lips curl down. "Do you think Gu Tingyan has the same idea?"

"Mr. Gu? Your brother? Is he playing this game too?" Bai Liang thought Gu Tingyan wouldn't be interested in women, but these two brothers surprisingly had similar tastes.

"She works as his secretary." After hearing this, Bai Liang immediately said, "If that's the case, you better not mess around. There are plenty of girls who resemble Fu Shiliu in looks, why bother…"

Before he could finish his sentence, the call was abruptly hung up.

Bai Liang shook his head with a headache and let out a sigh. "The Gu family has two sons, and they are both infatuated fools."

When Gu Shizhou's motorcycle was far away, Jiang Nuannuan cautiously came out of the alley and looked back at the Yunkun Residence. She would have to come and see the house tomorrow. Approaching 10 o'clock in the evening, she stood on the street and opened a ride-hailing app on her phone, ready to call a taxi.

A Bentley slowly stopped in front of the bus stop where she was waiting. Jiang Nuannuan thought the car was also waiting for someone, so she prepared to move aside.

However, the window rolled down, revealing a pale hand resting on the window sill, and the warm light from the streetlamp illuminated a face as gentle as jade.

"Miss Jiang." Zhai Heng softly called her.

"Mr. Zhai Heng." She was surprised to encounter him on the street like this.

"It's quite late. Where are you going? Let me accompany you," he said with a hint of illness, his appearance frail and evoking a sense of compassion.

Jiang Nuannuan felt her heart soften as she caught a glimpse of his chestnut-colored eyes. "I'm heading to Sunshine Residence to deliver some documents to Mr. Gu. He left something behind."

Zhai Heng nodded weakly. "Get in the car, I'll take you there."

The considerate bodyguard in the front seat walked over and opened the door for her. As Jiang Nuannuan settled into the car, a strong medicinal scent filled the air, carrying a bitter undertone.

Unable to resist, she turned to look at him and noticed him retracting his hand from the car window. There was a transparent tape securing a catheter needle on it.

"Please excuse my appearance. I just came from the hospital and it's been quite a mess," Zhai Heng said, attempting to lower his sleeve on one side, but his hand struggled with the movement.

"No need to worry, let me help you," Jiang Nuannuan couldn't bear to see him like this. She moved closer to him and assisted in adjusting his shirt sleeve. Inadvertently, her touch brushed against his skin, cool and tender.

The occasional streetlights outside cast fleeting illumination, allowing her to clearly see the blue veins on his wrist and the back of his hand.

He had become much thinner. When he wore a neatly tailored suit last time, she hadn't noticed his slender frame.

"Thank you," Zhai Heng expressed his gratitude in a warm tone, presenting himself as a fragile and noble young man.

Suddenly, Jiang Nuannuan felt remorse for her words in the rose garden, where she had mentioned her wife's infidelity. It was truly inappropriate.

She took the opportunity to fasten the buttons on his shirt cuff, feeling apologetic. "What I said to you in the rose garden was indeed nonsense. Please don't mind it. Madam Shao is very good and loyal."

"I truly don't mind," Zhai Heng observed her regretful expression, finding it quite intriguing.

"Why didn't she accompany you to the hospital?" She settled beside him, ensuring she could assist him if needed.

"It's something I can handle on my own," Zhai Heng coughed lightly.

Jiang Nuannuan didn't inquire further, simply sitting next to him, ready to lend a hand if necessary.

As the atmosphere grew colder, Zhai Heng initiated a conversation. "Miss Jiang, what do you usually enjoy doing?"

"I enjoy drawing, especially designing jewelry," she instinctively glanced at his hands resting on the blanket. His slender fingers, slightly protruding knuckles, and the absence of any rings.

Zhai Heng had been married to Fu Shiliu for two years, yet he didn't wear a wedding ring. Considering his attitude towards his wife, it seemed he was indifferent.

Did this align with the emotions of a supporting male character in a novel? He should be fond of Fu Shiliu.

Jiang Nuannuan discreetly averted her gaze.

"What kind of designs do you have for sale?" Zhai Heng turned his face towards her, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Your fingers are bare, and I've never seen you wear any jewelry you fancy."

He had noticed her scrutiny. Jiang Nuannuan felt a bit embarrassed and licked her lips. "Indeed, if you and Madam would like a pair of wedding rings, I can assist."

Zhai Heng's smile remained unchanged. "That's precisely what I had in mind."

He took out his phone and handed it to her. "Could we exchange contact information for convenience?"

Jiang Nuannuan opened her phone and scanned his WeChat code, then sent her email and contact details.

"Take a look at the styles you like, so I can have a direction and provide you with a rough design concept."

"What kind of styles do you prefer, Miss Jiang?"

There was something off about this question. Shouldn't he be asking his wife?

Jiang Nuannuan pondered for a moment and shook her head. "I haven't been married before, so I don't have any personal recommendations for wedding rings. However, I do have a few designs for couple rings. I can send them to you once we return."

"Alright, we'll be in touch," Zhai Heng put his phone down and leaned his head back, appearing fatigued after their conversation.

Perhaps the treatment he had just undergone at the hospital had exhausted him. Jiang Nuannuan didn't want to disturb his rest, so she turned off her phone screen and obediently sat there.

After about fifteen minutes, Zhai Heng's head shifted slightly, inching closer to the side of her head. His cheek pressed against her temple, just above her eyebrow.