My Sloppy Husband Is Actually a Handsome Bigshot!-Chapter 123 - 121 Just Fell in Love

By almost midnight, Lin Zhenxin was completely asleep.

Li Yanan quietly got up, slipped into some casual clothes, and left the bedroom.

Aunt Xu was still there, and seeing him come out, she couldn’t help but shake her head.

"Already such a grown man, still acting like a child, can’t he be a bit more considerate."

There was still a text message on Aunt Xu’s phone that she hadn’t deleted. It was from Li Yanan, simply asking her to buy more seafood home.

Initially, Li Yanan didn’t speak, just poured himself a glass of mineral water.

"I don’t know why, I just want to tease her."

Saying that, his mind involuntarily recalled her blushing, speechless look earlier, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"When I first met her, I always felt she didn’t seem like a 22-year-old girl as I imagined. The more I got to know her, the more I wanted her to do things a girl her age should do. If she wants to play, then play. If she wants to be moody, be moody, if she wants to lose her temper, then do it..."

Aunt Xu smiled but said nothing.

"Aunt Xu, have I become...immature?"

After meeting Lin Zhenxin, he naturally did things he thought he would never do in his lifetime, and didn’t feel ashamed at all.

Aunt Xu didn’t say anything, simply deleted the text message and brought out a bowl of freshly made soup for him.

"You’re just in love."

The next afternoon.

Lin Zhenxin looked a lot better in spirits but had an unpleasant look while standing in front of the dressing mirror.

"Li Yanan, did you do it on purpose?" Lin Zhenxin looked at the dense red marks on her neck, which even startled her.

Last night, she was so tired she fell asleep, but who knew he would still...

Had to dig out a concealer that had been idle for half a year, which was something Yao Lemon had left behind.

Lemon had a few small freckles on her face, which Lin Zhenxin thought were cute, but Yao Lemon was never satisfied with them.

She used the concealer for a long time, but it was completely ineffective, so Lin Zhenxin simply gave up and took out a turtleneck sweater.

"It’s not nice," Li Yanan glanced at it and said in a low voice.

Lin Zhenxin looked at him suspiciously. Usually, Li Yanan never cared about what she wore; why was he so eager today?

Lin Zhenxin pulled out another turtleneck from the closet, but Li Yanan was still unsatisfied.

"You choose!" Lin Zhenxin simply let him pick.

Yet, Li Yanan rummaged through the closet for a long time and found an unusually old-fashioned colored sweater from an unknown corner, handing it to her.

"..." Lin Zhenxin didn’t even take it, just looked at him.

"It’s my grandma’s."

"..." This time it was Li Yanan who didn’t speak.

"If you’re upset, just say it earlier, so you won’t give me the cold shoulder again."

Lin Zhenxin said with a forced smile, then put on a camel-colored cashmere coat, ready to go out.

"Call me when you’re done, by the way, the visa is ready. You might as well take your annual leave now."

Li Yanan was still holding that old-fashioned sweater as Lin Zhenxin made a face at him before going out...

Sitting inside the president’s office, He Bainian unmistakably appeared distracted.

The assistant repeated today’s schedule to him, and some time passed before He Bainian finally spoke.

"Cancel everything in the afternoon. Inform the front desk that if Lin Zhenxin comes looking for me, let her come up directly."

It took a long moment for the assistant to finally react.

He had just been pondering why the name Lin Zhenxin sounded so familiar.

After a while, he realized that this was the name of Li Yanan’s wife, wasn’t it?

The last time, He Bainian had even asked him to call her.

The assistant had rarely been so bewildered; their relationships were truly too complicated.

This Lin Zhenxin was Li Yanan’s wife, and Li Yanan was also the former fiancé of President He’s sister. Back then, it caused quite a sensation, and now President He seems interested in Li Yanan’s wife. Isn’t this...

Isn’t President He acting like a blatant third party?

"What are you thinking about?" He Bainian impatiently looked at the assistant who was distracted.

"President He, do you need me to book flowers and a hotel for you?"

He Bainian didn’t speak for a long time, just tapped his fingers on the desk.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" he suddenly asked.

The assistant was momentarily confused about why the topic had shifted to himself, but he nodded stiffly.

"If, I’m saying if!" He Bainian said in a deep voice.

"You sometimes think of a certain person. It makes you sad to know they dislike you, yet you still want to see them... When you realize they want to keep distance from you, you panic... What does this mean?"

He Bainian’s cold gaze fell on the assistant, which instantly made the latter tense up.

What does it mean? Other than indicating affection, what else could it represent?

But the assistant would never dare to say this in front of He Bainian.

"It might be because... you want to develop... a deeper relationship with her!"

"A deeper relationship?" He Bainian’s brows furrowed sharply.

"Like... a physical relationship?"

He Bainian’s face darkened completely, looking rather menacing.

"Get out!" His tone was extremely unpleasant.

The assistant was utterly confused. When a man is interested in a woman, it generally means one of two things: romance or a fling.

Given President He’s status, it was unlikely he wanted a romantic relationship with someone else’s wife, so it had to be... the other thing?

But judging from his expression, it didn’t seem like that was the case!

The assistant really couldn’t grasp what was on his mind and could only leave the room.

Yet, thinking back on it, it seems President He truly never engaged with women during social events...

As soon as Lin Zhenxin entered the office, she ran into Xiao Shen, who had just returned from her leave.

Xiao Shen’s face instantly turned pale. The transaction between her and Shelley became a heavy burden after seeing the news about Shelley’s incident on TV. Now seeing Lin Zhenxin, her legs were literally shaking.

However, Lin Zhenxin acted as if she hadn’t noticed, walked to her desk, picked up what she needed, and left again.

This time she headed straight to the director’s office.

Half an hour later, Lin Zhenxin came out looking relaxed.

Starting from today, she officially resigned from the night show, and took her annual leave for the year. After her leave, she will return to a new team, replacing Shelley’s previous role as the host.

Back in the office, seizing the moment when everyone was gathered, Lin Zhenxin officially announced the news.

Some appeared reluctant, some relieved, but Sister Wang had heard the news earlier, so it felt normal to her at this time.

After some polite exchanges, Lin Zhenxin began to pack her things.

Sister Wang walked her to the door, her eyes filled with reluctance and a desire to retain her, but she knew all things must come to an end.

After a few more words, Sister Wang went back inside, leaving Lin Zhenxin to watch her go, feeling a bit melancholic herself.

Since joining the radio station, Sister Wang had taught her everything from scratch.

No matter the issues with Shelley or Xiao Shen before, Sister Wang always stood by her unconditionally...

Lin Zhenxin headed towards the subway station.

This annual leave stretched over ten days, giving her plenty of time to relax, but before that, she planned to visit Chu Xingguang. After all, she hadn’t properly thanked her for the incident with Grandma last time!

Moreover, that child named Little Qilin was so endearing, making her want to cherish him!

While she was thinking about this, a black BMW suddenly pulled up next to her, and a door opened as someone stopped her.

"Miss Lin Zhenxin, is it? Our sir would like to meet you!"

As the words were spoken, Lin Zhenxin felt herself being forcefully pulled into the car, barely having time to react...

Although she was taken into the car against her will, the individuals involved weren’t aggressive, but rather courteous throughout the journey.

After about thirty minutes of driving, they arrived at the outskirts of the city, where the BMW ascended a mountain along a winding path.

The sides were lined with ginkgo trees, and the recent heavy rainfall had knocked a lot of yellow leaves off, laying a golden path all the way.

Long after, Lin Zhenxin finally heard the sound telling her to get off, but her belongings were left inside the car.

Upon getting out, she was greeted by a grand courtyard.

From a distance, there could be heard the sound of people reciting lessons. If Lin Zhenxin was not mistaken, there was indeed a privately-run Confucius Institute in the suburbs.

"Miss Lin, please come in."

Lin Zhenxin looked at the already open courtyard doors and eventually walked in.

Inside, there was an elder practicing Tai Chi.

He was the only person visible within her field of vision.

Without interrupting him, she simply stood aside, observing, already understanding that he was the one who ’invited’ her here.

Staring intently, Lin Zhenxin began to feel as though the man seemed familiar.

But for a moment, she couldn’t recall where she might have seen him before.

It was unknown how much time passed as the elder finished his exercises and finally cast his gaze upon Lin Zhenxin.

"Lin Zhenxin?" His voice boomed, eyes as sharp as torches.

"That’s me," Lin Zhenxin replied.

"Sit." Though it wasn’t a command, it was hard to refuse.

Lin Zhenxin took a seat, and someone came over to serve tea in a jade teapot and cup.

Soon, a cup of amber tea was placed in front of her.

The aroma of tea filled the air.

"I am Tu Shaochen. By right, you should call me Second Grandpa."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhenxin finally understood why he seemed familiar earlier; it was the similarity to Tu Shaohong in appearance.

She lowered her head, looking at the tea leaves unfurling in her cup.

So, Tu Jiaojiao must be his most cherished granddaughter.

"I have no relation to the Tu Family," Lin Zhenxin replied coldly.

Tu Shaochen smiled, saying nothing.

Perhaps because of an emphasis on health, Tu Shaochen looked much younger than Tu Shaohong, with more scholarly air between his brows.

"Blood ties are the most brutal connection in this world; saying there’s no relation doesn’t make it so."

At this statement, Lin Zhenxin finally looked up at him.

Tu Shaochen returned her gaze with a slight, indifferent smile.

"So what?" Lin Zhenxin retorted.

"You and she... look very much alike..."

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"Aren’t you at all curious why my eldest brother has such an entirely different attitude towards your mother compared to Wan Zhi?"

Tu Shaochen set the teacup down, two hand-sized walnut balls somehow appearing in his hand.

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