My Multiple Identities Revealed After Marrying the Bigshot
Chapter 180: Zhou Shuyan Righteously Rests Her Head on Lu Youxi’s Shoulder

Chapter 180: Chapter 180: Zhou Shuyan Righteously Rests Her Head on Lu Youxi’s Shoulder

Closing the car door, the driver started the vehicle again.

Lai Zhonglin watched the slowly departing taxi’s tail, and couldn’t help but say to Yu Zeqin, "I originally thought Mrs. Zhou would come with a driver."

But she ended up taking a taxi herself.

The Head of the Zhou family taking a taxi home.

That image was somewhat hard on the eyes.

Looking back on this, he feared no one would believe it if he talked about it.

"..." Yu Zeqin paused for a moment upon hearing this before he dryly explained, "Our family head and his wife... both are low-key and not concerned with formalities."

Lai Yuanxue thought sourly, one could tell just from Lu Youxi’s clothes.

Now that Zhou Shuyan was married, Lai Zhonglin naturally gave up on any matchmaking thoughts.

Moreover, bringing Lai Yuanxue over today was just to try their luck.

It wasn’t like Zhou Shuyan would be smitten with his niece at first sight.

Lai Zhonglin was just gambling on a slim chance anyway.

Seeing that Zhou Shuyan was already married, for him, the shock was greater than the disappointment.

Their Lai family in Hua Country was also respected and well-established; they would not stoop so low as to let their girl become a mistress and wreck someone else’s home.

There were plenty of suitable families on par with the Lai family for her to choose from. They could find Lai Yuanxue a better match.

Lai Zhonglin let the matter drop, his mind now only filled with a thirst for gossip.

"Assistant Yu." Lai Zhonglin now smiled like a sly fox, "Manager Liu, Manager Shen."

Liu Songhao: "..."

Shen Yanqing: "..."

Just by looking at Lai Zhonglin’s smile, you knew he was up to mischief.

"We were so caught up in talking business just now that we didn’t really drink to our heart’s content," said Lai Zhonglin cheerfully. "I see a bar across the street. Shall we go for a few more drinks?"

"No, thank you," Yu Zeqin made an excuse, "I have to work overtime when I get back. I can’t keep drinking."

"President Lai, if I get drunk and go home, my wife will make me sleep in the bathroom," Liu Songhao said with a wry smile.

Lai Zhonglin thought to himself that Zhou Shuyan’s subordinates each had quite a bit of cunning.

He turned his gaze to Shen Yanqing, who looked the most honest among them.

Suddenly, Shen Yanqing clutched his forehead and swayed a bit, then leaned on Liu Songhao’s shoulder, "Manager Liu, the liquor tonight was pretty strong. I didn’t feel it at first, but now that the wind’s blowing, I’m a bit tipsy."

Lai Zhonglin: "..."

Liu Songhao: "..."

You think anyone would believe that?

Regardless of whether anyone believed him or not, Shen Yanqing had found his excuse.

"Since that’s the case, we can drink some other time," Lai Zhonglin said with a chuckle, "We’ll drink next time."

"I came with a driver as did Yaoxue. Assistant Yu, you take my car, and let Yaoxue’s driver take Manager Liu and Manager Shen," Lai Zhonglin suggested.

"It’s not on the way, and it would really be a bother," Yu Zeqin said indifferently, "I’ll just take a taxi. Thank you, President Lai."

Liu Songhao and Shen Yanqing felt the same.

Lai Zhonglin didn’t insist, as it was just a polite offer.

But taxis weren’t something you could immediately hail.

While waiting for a taxi, Lai Zhonglin asked Yu Zeqin again, all smiles, "When did President Zhou get married? How come we haven’t heard anything about it!"

It was lucky that today was just a probing visit, and he hadn’t explicitly mentioned introducing Lai Yuanxue to Zhou Shuyan.

Although everyone knew what he meant, as long as he didn’t clearly say it, he could just fudge his way through.

So Lai Zhonglin didn’t bring up Lai Yuanxue again.

"Our CEO and his wife prefer to keep a low profile," Yu Zeqin said, "They feel it’s their own business and there’s no need to make a big fuss about it; living their own lives well is what matters."

The undercurrent being, this is a matter between the couple; it’s none of your business.

Lai Zhonglin smiled just as Yu Zeqin flagged down a vacant taxi.

He then said to Lai Zhonglin, Lai Yaoxue, and Lai Yuanxue, "President Lai, Young President Lai, Miss Lai, we’ll be going first."

"Sure, sure," Lai Zhonglin remained cheerful.

Liu Songhao and Shen Yanqing quickly followed Yu Zeqin into the car.

*

Zhou Shuyan and Lu Youxi sat in the back of a taxi.

The feast Zhou Shuyan attended hadn’t ended very late, and it was just past nine, but it was peak traffic time.

The taxi reeked of gasoline, and it wasn’t very smooth on the road.

With the traffic congestion, the driver kept stopping and starting. Lu Youxi rarely took taxis in this life.

For someone unaccustomed to it, it was easy to get carsick.

Now, Lu Youxi felt queasy due to the sudden starts and stops and didn’t feel much like talking.

She could only crack the window a bit to let some fresh air in, which made her feel slightly better.

Zhou Shuyan sat beside her, silent all this time; as Lu Youxi was about to ask him something, a pained sigh sounded in her ear.

Immediately after, her left shoulder sank a bit as Zhou Shuyan leaned his head on her.

Before Lu Youxi had time to react, a weary, somewhat uncomfortable husky voice next to her ear whispered, "Let me lean on you for a while."

He sounded a bit listless.

Lu Youxi instinctively turned her head but forgot that Zhou Shuyan was resting on her shoulder, and they were extremely close.

As Lu Youxi turned, the corner of her lips accidentally grazed Zhou Shuyan’s forehead.

Shocked, Lu Youxi quickly faced forward again, daring not to move an inch.

Zhou Shuyan’s throat moved, and he nudged her shoulder again.

Lu Youxi calmed down for quite a while before she could speak normally, "How much did you drink?"

While speaking, Lu Youxi still dared not turn her head, using only the corner of her eye to glance at Zhou Shuyan.

Seeing him resting on her shoulder uncomfortably, brow slightly furrowed, made Lu Youxi really want to reach out and smooth his brow.

"Actually, it’s not too bad," Zhou Shuyan said with a frown, "It’s just after I came out and the wind hit me, I felt the alcohol more. And with this traffic jam, the driving isn’t very stable—stopping and starting. I’m feeling a bit dizzy."

Lu Youxi could sympathize with him as she was feeling better after getting some air.

Hearing Zhou Shuyan couldn’t handle the wind, she said, "Then I’ll close the window."

"No need," Zhou Shuyan pressed down her hand that had risen to close the window, "Aren’t you also feeling unwell?"

Lu Youxi unexpectedly looked at Zhou Shuyan, forgetting at the moment about the risk of bumping into him when turning her head.

"You noticed?" Lu Youxi said in surprise.

Zhou Shuyan responded with a faint smile, "I’m just a little uncomfortable, not really drunk. I saw you frowning just now."

The driver: "..."

You two flirting, why are you implying my driving is bad?

"Don’t close it. A little breeze actually feels nice," Zhou Shuyan said to Lu Youxi.

So Lu Youxi didn’t close the window.

Zhou Shuyan brazenly rested on Lu Youxi’s shoulder, occasionally furrowing his brows and letting out small, anguished hums.