The Female CEO Falls in Love with Me

On Friday night, as usual, Li Yan is supposed to return to his father-in-law's home with Zhang Yurong to put on a show of affection. This time, because of the previous hotel incident, although they had been comforted over the phone, the matter is considered past, but the father and mother-in-law are still very worried about them. Learning that their daughter rushed over for the company first and their son-in-law followed for her company, Zhang Tianyi and his wife are greatly comforted.

Driving back home, as always, Li Yan is behind the wheel with Zhang Yurong sitting beside him, but the warmth they showed at the father-in-law's house is completely different from the usual cold silence between them now.

About last night's incident, Li Yan felt there was no need to explain, so a day went by without mentioning it to Zhang Yurong. But going back with this atmosphere feels dull, even mentioning work might interest her, but it bores him first.

"Haha... I wonder if it's because I've acted in this 'theater' too many times, the familiar environment and scene have made me feel that my acting is getting better and better, often carrying the style of Uncle Wei!"

Theater? Acting?

Is home a theater, and life an act?

Zhang Yurong found it a bit sad, silently watching him, barely interested in replying to such a joke.

"You should say: Too bad you don't have the melancholy and captivating eyes of Uncle Liang Chaowei! Then I would say, actually, sometimes I'm like Uncle Fan Wei being simple and honest, and other times like Uncle Zeng Zhiwei being responsible for laughter. Hahaha..." She didn't reply, so Li Yan had to continue the joke himself.

"Cold joke, isn't it funny?"

Zhang Yurong originally felt a bit bleak and was secretly bitterly smiling. Seeing Li Yan continue with the joke on his own, with a bit of self-mockery, she couldn't help but feel a bit strange, thinking, is he deliberately making jokes... to make me happy?

She found it a bit incredible, this man who is lazy, unambitious, and frivolous, never... Alright, even if he cared a few times, but it seemed he never tried to make me happy before, right?

"Uh...no, it's very funny... ha, haha." Zhang Yurong, lacking experience with this, hurriedly responded, with the mindset of not wanting to discourage others' effort, she forced a smile.

Her attitude instead amused Li Yan: "You're too kind, such a feedback is just what a punchline needs."

Zhang Yurong felt a bit embarrassed, realizing her words seemed too forced. However, she quickly composed her thoughts, "No, I think… although you are not as passionate and handsome as Liang Chaowei, you are taller than Zeng Zhiwei and slimmer than Fan Wei."

"Hmm, listening to your description, it sounds a bit like Liu Yiwei."

"Who is Liu Yiwei?"

"Compared to Liang Chaowei, he's one of the less impressive ones."

"Oh."

After finishing this conversation, they fell silent again.

The atmosphere was a bit more lively, and Li Yan decided to bring up last night's matter.

"Last night, I met with two groups of friends, initially a few were guys, and they drank white liquor. Later, there were five or six people, and they were just drinking some ordinary foreign liquor, but one guy wanted to show off, so he got everyone to order two bottles of Louis XIII and a bottle of '82 Lafite. He was all about bragging about the etiquette and tasting of drinking red wine, so to spite him, I drank the most hastily. Eventually, it got quite late, I might have had issues driving, and it was inconvenient to have others drive me home, so I stayed at a friend's place."

"Ah? Oh... It's fine."

Zhang Yurong was surprised to hear him explaining to her, although she pretended to be indifferent, this whole day the incident was on her mind, and hearing his explanation made her feel more at ease. Did this guy drink so much white liquor, red wine, and brandy, didn't his stomach get upset?

The ridiculous thing was, he didn't drink for enjoyment or social purposes but to spite someone making them buy expensive liquor and then drinking to make them feel bad; she really didn't know what to say about that.

"Next time something like this happens… I'll inform you beforehand."

"Alright." Zhang Yurong nodded in satisfaction, silently thinking, I won't stop you from having fun, but not coming home without a word really is disrespectful. Next time, don't mix drinks like that; it's hard on the body."

"Don't worry, it's only mixed in the stomach."

"..."

Perhaps because they never communicated like this before, even though they've taken a step forward, it still felt unnatural, not even as casual as among friends.

...

On Saturday morning, while Li Yan was still having breakfast, he received a message from Yu Xiaodi.

"Yan GG, I didn't go home; there's a tennis match this morning, and I'm playing. Do you want to come watch?"

A tennis match? Is it one of those university student-organized ones? What's so interesting about that? As he was about to reply and refuse, telling her to be careful on her own, another message popped up, still from Yu Xiaodi.

"Not coming? I knew you'd say that. Don't be mean! You're resting anyway; at your age, you're probably either playing games or flirting with women, what else could you be doing? Oh, right, you like going to the movies alone, hehe... Lonely people are shameful! Come out and play; you're not that old. Come and soak up some youthful spirit."

Li Yan looked at it; she had even learned to analyze, predicting he would refuse her. Watching her words, Li Yan thought it might be fine to go since he was bored anyway. As for soaking up youthful spirit... He touched his face; am I really that old?

After breakfast, he tidied himself a bit, shaved, and drove to S University to soak up some youthful spirit. As for Yu Xiaodi's safety, he wasn't too worried.

Having experienced twice, he didn't believe Yu Hong and his wife would be so careless again. Zhou Yunfei's people probably wouldn't be so incompetent to lose track of someone in broad daylight.

He informed Yu Xiaodi over the phone and found out she was already at the school tennis court, so he drove directly there.

"Hey!" As Li Yan got out of the car, Yu Xiaodi suddenly popped up from nowhere, slapped him on the shoulder, and shouted.

"Hehe, did I scare you?"

Seeing her cheerful and excited look, Li Yan shrugged, "Scared, no, just shocked by your outfit."

At the moment, Yu Xiaodi was wearing her hair in a simple ponytail with a tennis cap and a custom-fitted sports outfit, looking like a vibrant, youthful sunshine girl. The only slightly shocking part was her shirt—one side with a short sleeve and the other with a long sleeve.