Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me
Chapter 43: Mr. Feng’s temperament is quite different from others; to be honest, I want to get closer.

Chapter 43: Chapter 43: Mr. Feng’s temperament is quite different from others; to be honest, I want to get closer.

Qi Shuya: "Music and drama."

"In Manchester?"

"Yeah, this major is pretty good in Manchester."

Although there aren’t many schools in the United Kingdom, Qi Shuya was still a bit surprised at Feng Chengjin’s ability to name her school so directly.

Feng Chengjin merely smiled and nodded.

After a while, he took another bite of steak, followed by a small sip of red wine.

He said, "Do you artsy people look down on business-minded people like us?"

The sudden question made Qi Shuya’s heart tremble slightly.

Especially when she met his deep, penetrating black eyes that seemed to see right through her.

There was a kind of speaking magic in those eyes, not piercing, but leaving no place to hide.

Qi Shuya pondered for a moment, and slowly said, "Actually, generally speaking, yes. But your demeanor is quite different, Mr. Feng. Frankly, it’s intriguing."

Feng Chengjin chuckled softly at the high praise, recalling a time when someone had decisively rejected him. He raised his wine glass for another sip.

He pondered for a bit and raised his glass again towards Qi Shuya.

Qi Shuya, puzzled, clinked glasses with him.

As the wine went down, she still couldn’t understand why his gaze was so ambiguous.

...

Gu Zixuan woke from her nap due to the noise of a text message on her phone.

She opened it, and upon seeing the photo, she quickly sat up straight.

She then read the line beneath it.

[Missing He Qimo? Guess where he was when you got kicked out yesterday?]

Trembling, her fingertips quickly zoomed in on the photo. The blue and white striped tie pattern was the limited edition she bought for He Qimo last year when she accompanied Yu Wei shopping in France.

She looked at the number that sent the message.

Her heart trembled, paused briefly, and she swiftly closed the message and opened her phone contacts, dialing a number.

"Help me find out who owns the number 15132330009."

The person on the other end asked her to hold on a moment and soon returned with a name, "Zhou Xiao, Mr. Zhou’s daughter from Jinhu District."

Instantly, Gu Zixuan’s mind went blank. On the other end of the call, the person heard her unsteady breathing and asked, "Sister Gu, what’s wrong? Is there a problem?"

"Oh, it’s nothing. Cha Xiaoli, thank you. Remember not to tell anyone, especially He Qimo."

At Junsheng Group, Assistant to the Secretary Cha Xiaoli heard Gu Zixuan’s voice, nodded, and closed the page with all of He Qimo’s contact information within the company.

"Okay, madam, don’t worry."

Gu Zixuan hung up, instantly engulfed in confusion.

What she had told Yu Yuanshen while washing dishes earlier, about trying harder, now felt like a hard slap to the face.

She thought of the unresolved issue with Shen Jian妮 and the newly entangled Zhou Xiao.

In a moment, she felt like bitterly laughing to the point of tears.

But ultimately, she held back, swallowing it all down.

When she picked up the phone to call He Qimo, she realized this was the first time this month she had willingly reached out to him.

"Hello?" The voice on the line was clear.

Gu Zixuan responded slowly, "Where are you? I want to see you."