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Chapter 388: Is it Sincerity, or Is it a Scheme?

Chapter 388: Chapter 388: Is it Sincerity, or Is it a Scheme?

Zhu Qianying had no idea that her most cherished son had betrayed her and left her high and dry, while she was overseas.

After several consecutive days of intense work since returning to M country, Boss Cheng Ye says he is treating everyone to a feast tonight.

Everyone looks at Zhu Qianying, because they all know that whether this event happens or not depends largely on Zhu Qianying’s approval.

If there is anything other than her son that has a significant influence on Zhu Qianying, it is gourmet food!

As a foodie, she has zero resistance to good food. When Cheng Ye mentioned it, and met the eager gaze of everyone, she hesitated for a moment but agreed.

Why did she hesitate?

Because having a feast often means drinking. But ever since that Chinese New Year’s Eve when she got drunk and ruined things, she has been wracked with guilt about drinking.

God seemed to be on her side. She has been working constantly since lunch. It was already close to six o’clock, with only half an hour left until dinner. But the work she had left would keep her busy for at least another hour or two.

"Cheng, there’s still a lot of work on my hands. Just order takeout for me. I won’t be able to make it to dinner. You all go ahead!"

It was Zhu Qianying’s fifth day in M country. Seeing a pile of work and feeling a bit anxious, she wanted to finish her work quickly and return to L City to be with her precious son. Unfortunately, she had to let go of the delicious food opportunity this time.

"Let the assistant help you, we don’t mind waiting for you!"

Cheng Ye seemed intent on having her go with them. Without waiting for Zhu Qianying’s protest, he hung up the phone. Soon after, there was a knock at the door of Zhu Qianying’s office. Her two assistants came in.

In truth, all the work piling up on Zhu Qianying’s desk had to be done by her personally. Otherwise, she could just give these tasks to her assistants and go back home to be with her son.

Once the two assistants came in, what they could do for Zhu Qianying was actually quite minimal. Cheng Ye, aware of this, still let these two assistants in, clearly implying that they had to wait for Zhu Qianying for this dinner gathering.

Realizing this, Zhu Qianying began to pack up her things and said to her two assistants, "Let’s go. I’ll deal with these things tomorrow!"

After all, it was a group dinner, and she didn’t want to spoil everyone’s mood because of herself.

Dinner was at a Chinese restaurant. Whether it was fresh seafood, crispy Cantonese roast pork or various stir-fries, they were all Zhu Qianying’s favorites. These days, she had been so busy that she hardly had time for meals. The lost nutrition and energy were fully compensated after this banquet.

The others, like Zhu Qianying, enjoyed the dinner greatly. After dinner, everyone felt like going to a bar for drinks, and nearly everyone agreed to the proposal.

The "nearly" signified some reservations.

And that reservation was Zhu Qianying.

Going to the bar for drinks was a standard feature of any dinner gathering. But Zhu Qianying was mindful of her overwhelming workload. Moreover, she remembered the lesson about drinking less to avoid mishaps.

Seeing everyone raising their hands to agree except for Zhu Qianying, Cheng Ye proposed, "Ying Zi still has a lot of urgent work to deal with. How about delaying the drinks for another day?"

Everyone was visibly disappointed. Zhu Qianying knew Cheng Ye’s proposal was indirectly pressuring her, but she had to give in.

"It’s okay. I can deal with my work tomorrow. Let’s go. Are we going to the usual place?"

With that, everyone excitedly stood up and headed to their regular bar in a cheerful and lively manner.

This bar was usually bustling, but today only the bartender and waiters were seen here setting up, with no customers in sight.

Zhu Qianying looked around puzzled and leaned over to ask Cheng Ye, "Why isn’t anyone here? Did something happen?"

Normally, the bar wouldn’t be this desolate unless something happened like a murder case or a shutdown.

Cheng Ye shook his head, "I’m not sure, I just returned a few days ago, just like you."

Zhu Qianying thought it made sense and did not ask further.

Everyone followed the waiter to the center of the bar and sat down around the table in groups of two and three.

Cheng Ye, of course, sat with Zhu Qianying. Initially, Zhu Qianying’s two assistants were also sitting with them, but before the drinks began, they were pulled away by other colleagues. Consequently, only Zhu Qianying and Cheng Ye sat facing each other at this small table.

After they sat down, Cheng Ye’s gaze hardly left Zhu Qianying, and under the dim, almost flirtatious light, Zhu Qianying found herself feeling increasingly uncomfortable.

Looking around, she suggested, "Cheng, why don’t we sit over there?"

Zhu Qianying pointed to a booth behind Cheng Ye, where a few colleagues were scattered. Even if they joined, it wouldn’t look crowded.

"I prefer this kind of table!" Cheng Ye insisted.

Zhu Qianying, feeling helpless, pinched her brow. Wasn’t he just deliberately making her sit here with him?

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Whether Cheng Ye deliberately misunderstood her frustration as discomfort or not, he asked while his hand reached over and touched her forehead.

Zhu Qianying, feeling increasingly awkward, wanted to avoid Cheng Ye’s touch but didn’t want to hurt his feelings. However, considering their relationship, such intimacy was too much.

"I’m fine..." Too shy to dodge, she reached out to grab his wrist instead and pulled his hand away.

Cheng Ye cooperated very well, letting her pull his hand away. However, when she let go of his wrist, he pulled her hand towards him.

Zhu Qianying was startled and tried to withdraw her hand, but she couldn’t break free from his grasp.

Cheng Ye held her left hand, pulling it up to his eyes. His gaze fell upon her slender and fair fingers.

Zhu Qianying vaguely understood his intention. Just as she was about to explain, his somewhat rough fingers gently stroked her ring finger.

"Why aren’t you wearing your wedding ring?"

He looked up at Zhu Qianying, his deep eyes meeting hers directly.

Zhu Qianying sighed inwardly, but maintained her composure on the surface.

"I’ve never worn it, right? It’s not strange that I’m not wearing it now, is it?"

She appeared very calm, but she was aware that this excuse wouldn’t hold up, and he wouldn’t be deceived.

His question implied that he already knew something.

"You didn’t wear it before because you were divorced, but didn’t you say you were reconciling? Why aren’t you wearing the wedding ring?"

This time, it seemed that Cheng Ye was determined not to let her evade!

Zhu Qianying was weary of further futile struggle. "Yes, I haven’t reconciled with him!"