Capítulo 7: Chapter 7 Chu Zhiyi, Happy Birthday.
Her brow flickered noncommittally.
In the empty living room, only Yan Jingting's faint chuckle lingered.
He put away his phone, no longer looking at it.
...
Chu Zhiyi was unaware that someone had taken an interest in her Moments. After she had sorted out her friend groups, she returned to the Chu family home.
Tomorrow the Chu family was to host a birthday party for Chu Zhiyi. As the lady of honor, Madam Chu spared no expense on a top-tier spa treatment in Jiang City to ensure Zhiyi outshone everyone.
Looking at Chu Zhiyi, Father Chu asked, "Did you mention your connection to Chu's in front of President Yan today?"
Chu Zhiyi paused slightly and, as if it were nothing, placed her bag aside. "Dad, I encountered something at CE today."
Father Chu was impatient with her changing the subject but still asked, "What happened?"
"In front of a crowd today, President Yan fired three people who angered him." Chu Zhiyi silently apologized to Yan Jingting in her heart before continuing, "Dad, seeing that kind of situation, how could I still bring it up?"
Just by upsetting Yan Jingting, he was capable of firing people without a second thought.
If Chu Zhiyi were to use her position as a journalist to mention her status as the Chu heiress and then provoke Yan Jingting, wouldn't the Chu family suffer the consequences?
Father Chu furrowed his brow but didn't dwell on it further.
"Prepare well for tomorrow's birthday party. You are the daughter of the Chu family, the future daughter-in-law of the Zhou family. You absolutely must not make any mistakes, understand?"
Chu Zhiyi obediently nodded, "Dad, I understand."
Father Chu nodded in satisfaction and stood up to leave.
After her spa treatment, Chu Zhiyi returned to her room to rest.
It was luxuriously decorated, though she hadn't been back in a while.
All the treasures in the bedroom were not hers to claim.
The clock kept ticking.
Silently reaching eleven fifty-nine.
Until midnight.
Chu Zhiyi's phone buzzed incessantly with birthday wishes from friends.
She lay in bed, looking at the messages and couldn't help but laugh, replying one by one.
Zhou Hen, in another city, had just gotten up from bed to get some water.
On the other side of the bed, a woman in a silk nightgown slept soundly.
Zhou Hen glanced at the time without much thought, then a bit more clarity returned as he picked up the phone beside him.
His assistant had reminded him that today was Chu Zhiyi's birthday.
Zhou Hen, wearing his robe, sat on the sofa and casually dialed Chu Zhiyi's number.
There was a delay on the other end before it connected.
"Ah Hen?"
"Sleeping?" Zhou Hen asked bluntly.
"Not yet. Why are you calling me at this time?"
Zhou Hen couldn't suppress a laugh, "Who reminded me a few days ago about your birthday?"
"So... you called just for that?"
"What else?"
The woman on the bed awakened and looked over at Zhou Hen.
His eyes and smile seemed content, as if he were in good spirits.
"Happy Birthday, Zhizhi."
The woman heard the unintentional tenderness in his voice.
A nameless jealousy surged within her.
She got up from bed and tiptoed behind Zhou Hen, wrapping her arms around his neck. Just as she heard a "thank you" from the person on the other end, she coquettishly asked, "Ah Hen, who are you talking to?"
Zhou Hen, hearing the woman's voice, glanced at her and didn't hang up the call.
On the other end, Chu Zhiyi quickly came up with an excuse, "Are you still entertaining? Remember to rest well later. I'll be busy tomorrow, so I'm hanging up now."
With that, the call was abruptly disconnected.
The casual demeanor on Zhou Hen's face vanished instantly.
"Ah Hen, who is she?"
"Who? My fiancee."
Zhou Hen embraced her emotionlessly, his face expressionless, "Ah Hen is what you call me?"
The woman didn't react for a moment, "Then what should I call you?"
Zhou Hen pinched her face, looking at it from side to side for a long while.
He was good-looking, gentle but not effeminate, those affectionate phoenix eyes made one wish to drown in them after a single glance.
The woman now in his embrace was one of those who wanted just that.
Zhou Hen carried her towards the bed, his voice with an upward lilt, "Call me brother."
The interest that had been disrupted by Zhou Hen's call just five minutes into her birthday had now vanished.
Chu Zhiyi felt so disgusted by Zhou Hen that she didn't even feel like looking at other people's congratulatory messages. She threw her phone aside, remembered the photo she needed to send to her assistant, climbed out of bed, transferred the photos from her camera to the computer, and started to edit them briefly.
Yan Jingting was good-looking, and there wasn't a bad angle to capture him from.
Chu Zhiyi was ready to work on the details after enlarging the image quite a bit when her gaze suddenly froze at something.
There was a small, inconspicuous red mole at Yan Jingting's Adam's apple.
If not for the Adam's apple pushing it up, Chu Zhiyi wouldn't have noticed it at all.
The mole's blood-like color, due to its peculiar location, caught Chu Zhiyi's attention for a good while.
She thought of how the red mole appeared to hide and seek as Yan Jingting's Adam's apple moved.
Realizing her improper thoughts just now, Chu Zhiyi felt a bit disturbed.
She immediately removed the tiny red mole in the photo—out of sight, out of mind!
Once the editing was done, Chu Zhiyi looked at it for a while longer, then sent the photo to her assistant.
At one in the morning, Yan Jingting's phone chimed.
He wasn't sleeping; he was still in his study, reviewing documents.
Yan Jingting opened the message to find that it was from Chu Zhiyi.
The content was the photo she had taken.
Z: Sorry for sending the photo late.
Z: Please take a look, do you think anything needs to be changed?
Yan Jingting raised his eyebrows. Chu Zhiyi naturally didn't know she was chatting with him.
He slowly typed a reply.
CE: Not asleep yet?
Z: About to rest. Mr. Assistant, do you see anything in the photo that needs to be changed?
CE: It's good, no need.
Chu Zhiyi immediately sent a gif of a little duck swimming in circles nonstop.
She was quite happy to receive praise.
Yan Jingting curled the corner of his lip.
CE: It's late, get some rest.
CE: Happy Birthday.
Chu Zhiyi had just climbed back into bed when she saw the blessings from the other party, and she was a bit surprised.
Did the assistant need to know this news?
But since someone wished her well, she was happy.
Chu Zhiyi expressed her thanks and added a goodnight.
Sweet dreams.
The next morning, after having breakfast, Chu Zhiyi began to get dressed. The Zhou family arrived soon after, and Mother Zhou had personally prepared a set of pink diamond jewelry for her, which matched her white off-shoulder gown perfectly and was very eye-catching.
"You're here, and you even brought a gift for Zhizhi," Mother Chu said with a smile, unable to hide her delight.
Mother Zhou looked at Chu Zhiyi with satisfaction, saying, "Zhizhi is our Zhou family's future daughter-in-law. Today is her birthday; of course, we shouldn't come empty-handed."
Chu Zhiyi was like the sweet girl next door, with a sweet smile, "Thank you, Auntie."
"You'll need to change how you address us eventually."
Chu Zhiyi timely showed a shy look. Mother Zhou, seeing her obedient manner, became more convinced that Chu Zhiyi was the perfect choice for a Zhou family daughter-in-law.
Listens to her words, listens to Zhou Hen's words, becoming a perfect Zhou family daughter-in-law.
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