A small candy

Chapter 7 Husband Chasing Plan Upgraded Version

Ever since she made such a fool of herself in front of Cheng Zhixu, Jian Ling's plan to pursue her idol had been completely shelved. Thinking of the jokes she had made in front of him one after another, she couldn't even look him in the face, let alone have a normal conversation with him.

Jian Ling supported her chin, looking at the lit computer screen with melancholy.

Her eyes inadvertently glanced at the date displayed in the lower right corner of the computer: Thursday, July 7th.

Ten days. She hadn't seen Cheng Zhixu for ten whole days.

He had been lukewarm towards her to begin with, and he had probably forgotten about her by now.

It's better to forget. Jian Ling now hopes that Cheng Zhixu can forget her, and at the same time clear up those embarrassing things about her, and then get to know her again...

"Sister, you've been in a daze for five minutes." Dai Wangchu stretched out five fingers and waved them in front of her, whispering, "Aren't you afraid of being caught by the supervisor and made an example of?"

"It's almost time to get off work, and everyone's chatting. I'm not the only one."

Dai Wangchu burst out laughing: "That's true."

Jian Ling glanced at her fair, thin wrist, where the diamond-studded dial reflected light. Ah, five minutes until get off work ended. She was thinking about what to eat for dinner when her phone and computer rang simultaneously.

It was the WeChat notification sound. Both her phone and computer were logged into WeChat.

Jian Ling stared at the phone screen for a full thirty seconds before she dared to believe it was true—Cheng Zhixu had sent a friend verification request.

Her fingertips trembled as she passed by, and the screen jumped to the chat interface between the two of them. The top line of light gray text read: You have added Cheng Zhixu CZX, and you can start chatting now.

Cheng Zhixu: "Don't rush to leave after get off work. Your uncle asked me to pick you up and have dinner together tonight."

Jian Ling: "Okay."

Time passed minute by minute, and when it was time to get off work, Jian Ling stretched her neck, poked her head out from the computer screen, and peeked into the supervisor's office. Supervisor Yuan had not left yet.

No one was moving in the office area. Everyone was sitting quietly at their workstations. Jian Ling turned off the computer, held her chin with one hand, and tapped the table with her index and middle fingers in a frenzy, looking a little impatient.

Dai Wangchu finished the last bit of work and picked up the sun-protective jacket on the back of the chair: "Are you not leaving yet?"

"Let's go! Let's go now!"

Jian Ling was just worried that no one would take the initiative, so she stood up immediately after hearing what was said, took Dai Wangchu's arm, and dragged her out without looking back, fearing that she would be caught by the supervisor.

"Hey, wait a minute, my heel is about to fall off." Dai Wangchu stumbled as she pulled him. He stomped his feet in front of the elevator and put his shoes back on. "Why are you so impatient today?"

Jian Ling: "Something happened."

The two entered the elevator. Dai Wangchu straightened his hair and pressed the button for the first floor, while Jian Ling pressed the button for the basement floor.

"Huh?" Dai Wangchu stared at the minus two number, stunned. "Did you drive here today?"

"No." Jian Ling scratched her head, not knowing how to explain it to her, and said incoherently, "A friend came to pick me up, and we'll have dinner together tonight."

Many people came into the elevator one after another. They were all employees who were off work, gathering in groups of three or four to chat.

When they reached the first floor, everyone filed out, leaving only three or two people in the elevator. Jian Ling, carrying her bag, brushed her bangs against the reflector.

She was a little nervous. The moment the elevator door opened, she bit her lip, walked out with her high heels clicking, and looked around when she saw a car with its hazard lights on.

Jian Ling trotted over and stopped beside the car. The window lowered halfway, revealing Cheng Zhixu's profile. His complexion was fair and clean, with sharp features. Since they weren't at work, he was dressed casually, wearing only a white shirt with two buttons undone, revealing his straight collarbones.

Cheng Zhixu turned his head to look at the girl outside the car, his brows relaxed, and he said with a smile, "Get in." He was just as gentle and reserved as when they first met in the private restaurant.

The look he gave her was neither unfamiliar nor warm, as if he didn't remember the embarrassing incident in the office last time.

Jian Ling hesitated, her eyes wandering between the empty seat next to Cheng Zhixu and the passenger seat for a while, struggling with where to sit.

Before she could figure out the answer, the driver got out of the car, considerately opened the back door for her, and put his hand on the edge of the roof.

Jian Ling felt relieved.

Now she didn't have to choose.

Jian Ling bent over and sat down, adjusting the hem of her skirt. Her heart was beating fast, not knowing whether she should say something or what to say.
"Did my uncle tell me what it was about?" Jian Ling forced herself to remain calm, speaking as calmly and nonchalantly as possible. "He hasn't even contacted me."

"Your uncle and I have some work matters to discuss, and we've arranged to have dinner tonight," Cheng Zhixu said. "He suddenly thought of you, so he asked me to bring you along and improve your meals."

Jian Ling: "Oh."

The two of them were going to talk about business again, and she went there to act as a background and have a meal.

Cheng Zhixu tilted his head, looking at the girl's rosy white cheeks. A strand of hair hung over her earlobe, which was round and smooth like a pearl. He forgot what he was going to say. After a brief moment of distraction, he regained his thoughts and asked, "Can I still adapt to the company?"

Ye Guizhou had told her that Jian Ling was a particularly spoiled young lady. She hadn't known the bitterness of sorrow, much less hardship, for the past twenty years. Overtime was common in the planning department, and he wondered if she could handle it.

Jian Ling was a little confused. She didn't understand whether this was a condolence from a superior to a subordinate, or a concern from an elder to a younger one. His tone was strangely serious.

"It's... not bad."

Cheng Zhixu didn't say anything after that. He leaned lazily against the back of his chair and walked silently all the way to the dining area.

Ye Guizhou had already booked a small private room. When the two of them entered, he stood up to greet them and rubbed Jian Ling's head. "I've been too busy lately and haven't been able to take care of you. How are you doing? Are you able to adapt?"

He asked the same question as Cheng Zhixu. Jian Ling sighed secretly. Cheng Zhixu really cared about her like an elder.

In front of Ye Guizhou, she didn't have so many concerns and said carelessly: "Except for being a little tired from working overtime, there is nothing else that I can't adapt to. I said I can do it, I'm not a child."

Cheng Zhixu glanced at her, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, not knowing what he was thinking about.

The three of them sat down. Just like last time, Ye Guizhou handed the menu to Jian Ling and asked her to take the order. He then turned around and started chatting about work with Cheng Zhixu.

"I have to meet with a supplier in Italy next Monday. The company's original translator is on a business trip with the vice president and won't be back on Monday. I remember your company has a translator who is fluent in Italian. I'd like to borrow her." After finishing his business, Cheng Zhixu rested his elbows on the table, took a sip of wine, and said nonchalantly with a smile in his eyes, "Don't worry, the salary will be settled separately, and it won't take up your company's resources."

Ye Guizhou cursed with a smile, raised his chin slightly, and gestured to the girl who was busy picking fish bones: "She speaks Italian better than anyone else, just take her with you."

Jian Ling blinked blankly: "What?"

She didn't quite understand what the two were talking about, so she was too lazy to try to understand and focused on eating the food. It was only when Ye Guizhou mentioned it that she was brought back to her senses.

Cheng Zhixu was a little surprised: "Your uncle said you can speak Italian?" "Ah, yes." Jian Ling put down his chopsticks and sat up straight. "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Is business communication okay?" Cheng Zhixu looked at her. His requirements were higher, and just knowing Italian might not be enough for such a big occasion.

Ye Guizhou spoke for Jian Ling: "She can do it."

Cheng Zhixu was genuinely surprised. Ye Guizhou smiled and said, "When she was little, she had a friend who was Chinese in Italy. They were very close, childhood sweethearts. Later, the boy finished junior high school in China and returned to Italy. They still keep in touch."

"Don't talk nonsense. What childhood sweethearts, innocent kids..." Jian Ling was afraid that Cheng Zhixu would misunderstand, so she blushed and tried to pull Ye Guizhou's sleeve, but failed to stop him.

"Why are you blushing?" Ye Guizhou was overjoyed. "You feel embarrassed when talking about your childhood sweetheart. I heard you say a while ago that you were going to Italy for a trip."

Jian Ling had never been so speechless before, and she almost wanted to cover Ye Guizhou's mouth.

Cheng Zhixu held the wine glass and looked at Jian Lingqi, who was full of energy, like a pufferfish. The look on her face, as if she wanted to explode but couldn't, was particularly funny.

Jian Ling was so angry that when she raised her eyes, she met Cheng Zhixu's teasing gaze, and she regretted it even more. She shouldn't have come.

"Jian Ling, are you... okay?" Cheng Zhixu, having seen enough of the excitement, finally relented and brought the topic back on track. "Accompany me to meet the supplier, okay?"

The last ending tone of the word "hmm" was unconscious, with a slightly rising tone. Inexplicably, it was filled with a bewitching magic when it entered Jian Ling's ears.

Jian Ling found that she was like a poisoned person and had no way of refusing any of his requests.

She nodded heavily and smiled under his gaze: "Leave it to me, I have no problem."

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Overall, the meal was quite enjoyable. After it was over, Ye Guizhou was responsible for sending Jian Ling home.

Sitting in the car, Jian Ling pinched his arm and shook it vigorously, then began to settle scores with him, her tone full of accusations: "What nonsense are you talking about at the dinner table?! How come the Italian guy is my childhood sweetheart? We are good friends! Do you understand what good friends mean?!"

"Stop, stop, stop. I was just joking. Why are you reacting so strongly?" Ye Guizhou was almost shaken to pieces by her. He grabbed her wrist, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Are you angry?"

Jian Ling pulled her hand back, folded her arms, and stood away from him: "No."

If she admitted that she was angry, with Ye Guizhou's intelligence, he might guess her unknown thoughts in the next second, so she didn't dare to take the risk.

Jian Ling was sulking and refused to say another word.

The car drove into the residential complex. She got out without even saying goodbye to Ye Guizhou. She went upstairs alone, took a shower, and then lay on the bed to apply a facial mask.

Jian Ling currently lives in Ye Guizhou's friend's house. The original decoration style of the house is very tasteful, but it is a bit too monotonous and cold for a girl. After she moved in, she added a lot of furniture to increase her sense of happiness. Not to mention the experience, the visual effect alone has become much warmer and more lively.

The only drawback was that the house was too big, and it would inevitably feel a bit lonely for a little girl like her.

Jian Ling was both excited and nervous when she thought about going to meet the Italian supplier with Cheng Zhixu next Monday. She couldn't help but open the university dormitory group and talk to her roommates.

Jian Ling: "Meow meow meow, are you there?"

Gu Meng: "What's the matter?"

Zhou Xingyan: "Just finished working overtime and am eating takeout."

Lin Botong: "We work overtime together."

Jian Ling: "I'd like to ask, how do I pursue a boy?"

The day she met Cheng Zhixu, she listed one hundred and eighty plans to pursue her idol in her mind, but the reality was cruel. After so long, their relationship was still stuck at the same point without any progress.

Jian Ling had to admit that she had no experience in pursuing boys, and her plans were child's play, which was fine only to fool herself.

As the saying goes, three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang. Although her roommates may not be very experienced, more people means more ideas.

Zhou Xingyan was shocked: "Who do you like?"

Jian Ling didn't hide anything: "My company's boss is very handsome and gentle. Moreover, he is a friend of my uncle. We have met privately a few times. I have a good impression of him. It can be said that it was love at first sight. [shy]"

Lin Botong: "... Chasing your own boss, you are amazing."

Gu Meng: "Our Princess Lingling is unparalleled in beauty and comes from a wealthy family. Why would you hesitate so much? Just rush over and declare your love! What man could refuse? If I were a man, I'd marry you right then and there!"

Princess Lingling was praised and she expressed her happiness: "Thank you, but I only like him."

After chatting for a while, the girls got down to business and started to seriously help Jian Ling with advice.

Lin Botong knew a thing or two about pursuing boys; she'd been the one who'd actively pursued her current boyfriend, so she gave Jian Ling all her advice: "First, of course, create a little flirtation. Don't you upper-class people have parties and banquets? Wear a beautiful dress, pretend the zipper won't close, and ask him to help you, revealing your slender neck and beautiful back. I guarantee his heart will race and he'll lose control!"

Jian Ling in front of the screen showed a look of enlightenment, and the mask on her face fell off due to her exaggerated expression: "Is it possible, is it still like this?"

Zhou Xingyan: "Tongtong is right, showing personal charm is very important! Or if you deliberately twist your ankle while walking down the stairs with him and lean towards him, he will definitely hold your hand and put his arm around your shoulder. How can he remain indifferent when you have such a beautiful woman in his arms? Isn't this your chance?"

Gu Meng: "Also, if you have the chance to ride in the same car with him, pretend to fall asleep with your head on his shoulder and see how he reacts."

Jian Ling was stunned.

She didn't know whether these methods were useful, but after hearing them speak so seriously, she already believed them to some extent.

Following her heart, she swiftly got out of bed, took out the palm-sized notebook she carried with her, wrote down these methods one by one, and prepared to study them when she had time.

However, Jian Ling never expected that before she could implement her plan to pursue her husband, the notebook fell into Cheng Zhixu's hands.

　Jian Ling was furious: "You stinky uncle! Where did my childhood sweetheart come from?! Do you have any sense at all? If you can't talk, just shut up, okay?!"

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(End of this chapter)