The innocent and sweet girl turned red at first glance, shattering her abstinent and domineering per

Give each other some peace of mind?

It's not that Wen Song is being self-deprecating, but the only advantage she has over Lu Zhiheng is age. For someone as outstanding and dazzling as Lu Zhiheng in every aspect, age is insignificant and can even be seen as a plus for his maturity and stability.

She didn't understand what she did that made him feel insecure, that he needed a marriage certificate to secure his peace of mind.

While Wen Song was still wondering, Wen Miaomiao once again surprised everyone with her words, "Valentine's Day next month is a good day, why don't we set it for that day?"

"next month?"

Wen Song was shocked and looked at Lu Zhiheng with pleading eyes, "Isn't there a need to be in such a hurry?"

Lu Zhiheng smiled and squeezed her hand. "It was indeed quite urgent."

Wen Miaomiao went all out to help, saying, "Miss Wen, we're all in a hurry. Please cooperate so that I can be born smoothly."

Even as Wen Song sat in her office, she still couldn't believe how she had been so easily swayed and had agreed to their terms.

"Songsong, another package for you."

Dong Wen hung up the phone and called out to Wen Song with a smile, "Around the same time as yesterday, I'm guessing Mr. 'L' sent you flowers again."

Wen Song went to the company's front desk and, as expected, received another bouquet of flowers.

I carried the Ecuadorian roses, each the size of a bowl, all the way back to the office, drawing curious and envious glances.

Dong Wen was captivated by the flowers. After taking close-up photos, she busied herself taking pictures with them, saying, "Songsong, let me take a picture with your flowers, pretending my crush gave them to me."

Wen Song: "...Sister Dong Wen, is it possible that this was a gift from your crush?"

Dong Wen chuckled dryly twice. "What are you talking about? It's one thing for me to be a fangirl, but why are you talking in your sleep in broad daylight?"

After saying that, she reflected on whether she had been too blunt and patted Wen Song's shoulder reassuringly, "Of course, I'm not saying you're not charming enough, it's just that my idol isn't interested in women."

Is Lu Zhiheng not interested in women?

If this had happened before last night, Wen Song wouldn't have doubted it at all. But now, she subconsciously touched her lips, and in her heart, she didn't believe a single word.

Lu Zhiheng was processing documents in his office when he received a text message on his phone. He opened it, glanced at it, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Songsong: Haven't you already been officially hired? Why are you still sending flowers?

Lu Zhiheng tapped the screen to reply to her: Yesterday it was for the person I admire, today it's for my girlfriend.

Songsong: Shy Cat Emoji Pack

Songsong: Lu Zhiheng, have you really never had a girlfriend before? Why do I always feel like you're... in some way...?

Lu Zhiheng's smile deepened: What aspects are you referring to? If you mean the kiss last night, I can explain it as "self-taught".

Songsong: Cat with terrified airplane ears emoji

Songsong: I wasn't referring to that! I was talking about how you speak!

Lu Zhiheng could almost picture the girl looking at her phone, embarrassed and at a loss for what to do. He felt like he couldn't even wait for lunch; he was already itching to see her.

"My God! Look what I've seen!"

A familiar male voice suddenly rang out in the office. Lu Zhiheng's smile hadn't faded yet when he looked up and met Shang Yang's extremely surprised face.

"Old Lu, you, you, you..."

Before Shang Yang could finish saying "you," Lu Zhiheng instantly switched his expression, interrupting him with a cold and disdainful look, "Why are you here?"

Shang Yang was completely unmoved by his attempt to distract him. Pointing at Lu Zhiheng with a horrified expression, he asked, "Old Lu, you're in a relationship?"

He shook his head as he spoke, "You couldn't hear me knocking. I'm standing right in front of you, and you didn't even notice. You were just staring at your phone, grinning like an idiot. Lao Lu, don't try to hide it from me. These are clearly symptoms of being in the throes of new love!"

Lu Zhiheng was driven crazy by his incessant chatter. "So what if I'm in a relationship? It's normal for people my age to get married and become fathers. Is there any need to be so surprised?"

"Wow, they've already progressed to the point of wanting to get married and become fathers?"

Shang Yang was utterly incredulous. "Old Lu, you really are a force to be reckoned with when you finally speak! I really want to see what kind of woman is so charming that she could catch your eye?"

Lu Zhiheng was too lazy to tell him, "Don't worry, you'll have a chance to see it for yourself on your wedding day."

Shang Yang was speechless for a moment. "You've been hiding this too well. With our relationship, there's no need to wait until our wedding day, is there?"

Lu Zhiheng ignored him, glanced at the time on his watch, and said, "Do you have something important to do? If not, then goodbye."

Shang Yang looked heartbroken. "I came all this way to see you, and before we could even exchange a few words or have a sip of tea, you're already telling me to leave. It really proves the saying, 'When it comes to women, you forget all your humanity'..."

Lu Zhiheng retorted coldly, "So you know you've been inhuman all these years."

Shang Yang: ...

He had come to see Lu Zhiheng for serious business, and seeing that he couldn't get any gossip out of him, he reluctantly turned back to the main topic.

As the two talked about work, time flew by. With lunchtime approaching, Lu Zhiheng began to usher them out, saying, "I've solved your problem. It's late, take care."

Shang Yang was completely oblivious to social cues. "What's late? Isn't it just lunchtime? Come on, come on, you've done me such a big favor, I absolutely have to treat you to a meal."

Lu Zhiheng refused outright, "There's no need for a meal."

Shang Yang looked displeased. "What? You really think love conquers all? Now that you have a girlfriend, you don't even eat?"

Lu Zhiheng was as ruthless as a machine, "It's not that I don't want to eat, it's that I don't want to eat with you."

Shang Yang felt like he had been hit by a thousand blows to the heart. Clutching his chest, he kept turning back to look at himself. "Old Lu, you've changed. Your ugly face disgusts me."

As he spoke, he opened the door, only to be met by Wen Song, who had raised his hand to knock.

In front of beautiful women, Shang Yang always paid attention to his image. He immediately dropped his affected expression and became warm in a second, "Songsong? What brings you here?"

Wen Song, unaware that someone was in Lu Zhiheng's office, blinked her round, doe-like eyes twice. "Uh... I came to find him..."

"Looking for your uncle, right?"

Shang Yang coughed, using his height to block Wen Song's view, and secretly winked at her, deliberately raising his voice in a sarcastic tone, "He doesn't have time to entertain you right now. He has a girlfriend and is busy. He doesn't want to see anyone."

Wen Song:......

He put his hand on Wen Song's shoulder. "But it's okay, he doesn't have time, but Brother Shang Yang does. It's rare to run into you today, so I'll treat you to dinner... Ahhh... Ouch... Lao Lu, what are you doing? Let go of my hand right now!"

Wen Song didn't even see how Lu Zhiheng made his move. By the time he realized what was happening, Lu Zhiheng had already grabbed Shang Yang's wrist and bent it backward while pushing him towards the door. "If your hands are not behaving properly next time, I'll personally set your bones."

Wen Song stood there dumbfounded, watching as Shang Yang, his face contorted in pain and groaning incessantly, was kicked into the elevator by Lu Zhiheng. Wen Song's body involuntarily trembled.

She had never seen Lu Zhiheng lay a hand on anyone. In her mind, although he was strict, he had always been the gentle and refined type.

After "seeing off" Shang Yang, Lu Zhiheng returned and immediately saw Wen Song leaning against the door frame with a nervous expression. His displeasure subsided slightly.

He walked over in a few steps, pulled her into the office, and while patting off non-existent dirt on her shoulder, whispered a warning, "Next time you see Shang Yang, stay away from him."

Wen Song nodded like a chick pecking at rice, "I will, I will stay far away from him from now on."

Looking at Wen Song's overly tense expression, Lu Zhiheng sighed helplessly, gently cupped her cheeks in his hands, and lifted them slightly. "It's jealousy. I don't like him touching you, understand?"