Once, I wanted to be a good person -
Chapter 849 - 849: 212. The Deep Grace of a Beauty (6,000 characters)_3
Fang Ze's gaze flickered slightly. He hadn't expected his thoughts to be seen through, and he hurried to explain. But before he could open his mouth, Lan Bing directly admitted, "I really don't like that child."
Fang Ze: ....
However, Lan Bing immediately continued, "But after all, she's Old Mr. Bai's descendant, so I won't oppress her or make things difficult for her. I'm not that lacking in character."
Speaking to this, Lan Bing glanced at Fang Ze and said slowly, "Whether it was not allowing her to be promoted before, or arranging her to the Internal Affairs Office this time, it has nothing to do with me. I consulted with Old Mr. Bai, and he gave the instructions."
"As for the reason, you should be able to guess."
Hearing Lan Bing's words, Fang Ze was startled, and then his mind started to race.
To be honest, he had always thought Bai Zhi's new job was arranged by Lan Bing, after all, the fact that Lan Bing didn't like Bai Zhi was probably something only Bai Zhi herself couldn't see. So he really hadn't expected Bai Zhi's position to be directly instructed by Old Mr. Bai.
As for why it was arranged this way, it's obvious it's to temper Bai Zhi's character.
Bai Zhi's character is too fiery and rash, easily broken, so she needs to settle down.
Not letting Bai Zhi get promoted before was to temper her, and now specifically placing her in the Internal Affairs Mansion is also to temper her. This is clearly Old Mr. Bai's personal plan for Bai Zhi.
Thinking this way, Fang Ze suddenly lost the desire to argue.
After all, matters involving the cultivation of family members are very inconvenient for outsiders to intervene.
Having "solved" Bai Zhi's issue, Fang Ze came to his senses and couldn't help but think of Lan Bing's kindness and his misunderstanding of her, feeling a bit guilty.
So, after a moment of silence, he took the initiative to say, "Bing, I'm going to have dinner at your place tonight."
Hearing Fang Ze's words, Lan Bing was obviously stunned for an instant, but then she coolly rejected, "There's no need. I don't need your apology or compensation."
Fang Ze said, "It's not an apology, nor compensation, it's just.... I'm about to leave the Provincial Government, you know, this time is a bit dangerous, so I want to have a meal with you before I leave."
Upon hearing Fang Ze's words, Lan Bing fell silent for a while.
A moment later, she quietly said, "Alright."
.....
In the evening, at Lan Bing's home.
Lan Bing changed into home clothes again and donned an apron, silently starting to cook.
Perhaps because her state of mind was different, although Lan Bing still didn't speak and the atmosphere in the house was still cold, Fang Ze felt as if... there was suddenly a warmth akin to home.
While thinking this, Fang Ze took out the gift he had asked the housekeeper to buy for him in the afternoon from the Space Folding Bag: a high-end vinyl record player and over a hundred vinyl records popular in this world.
Then he squatted on the ground, assembled the record player according to the instructions, and put on a vinyl record.
Melodious music began playing in the room, adding a touch of warmth to the rather spacious but cold villa.
Hearing the music coming from behind, Lan Bing, who was cooking, paused slightly. After a moment, she glanced back at Fang Ze, then expressionlessly turned her head back.
But after turning her back on Fang Ze, the corners of her mouth lifted with a faint smile.
Just like that, with the melodious music playing, Lan Bing finished cooking, and the two quietly finished their meal.
This time, after the meal, Fang Ze didn't act as if he had nothing to do; instead, he proactively carried the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen.
Seeing Fang Ze's actions, the corners of Lan Bing's mouth subtly curved upward.
Watching Fang Ze quietly for a while as he washed dishes in the kitchen, Lan Bing silently withdrew her gaze.
Then she glanced at the time, took a stack of documents from the study, and sat down at the dining table to work on them.
Meanwhile, in the open kitchen, Fang Ze finished washing the dishes and glanced at Lan Bing, who was working quietly. Thinking for a moment, he took some fruits from the Space Folding Bag, carefully washed them, placed them on a plate, and brought them over.
Placing the plate beside Lan Bing, Fang Ze spoke up, "Eat more fruit, it's nutritious."
Lan Bing was processing documents, and hearing Fang Ze's words, she reflexively said, "After reaching the Yang Transformation level, the body is composed of the Power of Laws and won't lack nutrition."
As soon as she spoke, she paused for a moment, then belatedly looked up at Fang Ze.
A moment later, she lowered her head, silently picked up a peach with her left hand, and continued to work while eating.
Seeing her like that, a smile naturally appeared on Fang Ze's face.
Just like that, accompanying Lan Bing for a bit while she worked, Fang Ze looked at the time. It was already 9 pm, not early anymore, so he proactively suggested leaving.
Seeing Fang Ze about to leave, Lan Bing also stopped her work, walked with him to the door, watched him leave until he was out of sight, and then slowly turned around and closed the door.
With the door closed, there was no more connection between the outside commotion and the inside of the house. Lan Bing turned around to face this familiar yet strange home, always feeling.... like something was missing, an emptiness.
She quietly looked for a while, her gaze finally slowly landing on the vinyl record player softly playing music on the ground.
After a moment, she withdrew her gaze, walked back to the dining table, sat down, and continued her official duties....
The amber light cast upon her, making this woman who'd been cold for over ten years seem much softer....
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