Xu Zhuo felt like he was facing a major enemy and shouted loudly, "Nonsense! I was single—no, I was single at the time, but now I have someone in my heart!"
Luo Yuanshan was startled by him, her face turned pale, and she desperately looked back, wanting to remind him that Boss Du was there.
Xu Zhuo was feeling indescribably bitter, his teammates were letting him down!
"I said that person is a friend," he said sternly, although looking at her, he was speaking for the person behind him, "There's absolutely no ambiguity between us, not in the past, not now, and not in the future."
Luo Yuanshan was also at a loss, she had been too nervous a moment ago and had a momentary lapse to make a joke, and she never expected such a huge reaction from him. If there was a time machine to go back half a minute, she would definitely have kept her mouth shut.
At this point, all she could do was apologize stuttering, "S-sorry, Boss, I suddenly thought of that beautiful lady, so I..."
"How is she beautiful!" Xu Zhuo hurriedly interrupted, he was at his wit's end, begging her to stop talking, "No one is more beautiful in my heart than him!"
Having said that, he went all out, shamelessly saying, "The person I like is like a fairy, with a captivating temperament and outstanding appearance, flawless from head to toe. Who can compare to him?"
He was a little embarrassed at first, but as he spoke, he became more confident, and in the end, every word he said came from the bottom of his heart, "Especially when he smiles, have you ever seen such a mesmerizing sight? I'm talking about him."
Luo Yuanshan finally wisened up, she didn't care who this mysterious person in his heart was, she just nodded in agreement, "Yes, Boss, you're absolutely right!"
Xu Zhuo had done his best to salvage the situation, but he didn't know if it had worked. The elevator had arrived at the eleventh floor.
After stepping out of the elevator, he couldn't help but look back, only to see Duziyou staring at the floor, the elevator door closing, so he couldn't make out his expression.
Heaven help me!
Xu Zhuo no longer had the heart to stay at the company, he finished the last bit of work, packed up, and went to the residential area where Duziyou lived.
He had originally planned to wait in the company's parking lot, but he was worried about being seen by others, so he changed his mind midway and decided to come to the residential area.
The residential area was strictly controlled for outsiders. He, a stranger, was rejected at the door and had to wait outside.
He didn't stand too close to the entrance, as that would seem suspicious, but not too far either, fearing that he might miss Duziyou's car.
Dressed casually, hands in his pockets, the slanting sun cast its light on his distinct profile, accentuating his deep features. Coupled with his tall and upright figure, relaxed posture, and occasional glances, it was evident that he was waiting for someone.
People passing by openly and covertly stole glances at him, speculating about what kind of person would make this handsome man wait in such a manner.
Waiting outside the home of his beloved, wasn't this a modern version of Romeo and Juliet? Xu Yi couldn't help but smile at the thought.
He had never experienced youthful romance when he was studying, but a few years after graduation, he was once again occupied by the hormones of youth.
Before he started working, he had vague plans for his life, both in career and family matters. Now, his family plans had taken an unexpected turn, and surprisingly, he didn't struggle much in his heart, but instead went with the flow.
In the end, it was because those so-called plans didn't resonate with him much. They were just a show for others, let alone competing with his strong feelings.
"Mr. Xu?" Xu Zhuo looked up—it was Aunt Wei, carrying a vegetable basket. "It's really you? What are you doing here?"
She approached, and Xu Zhuo showed a brilliant smile, "I'm waiting for Boss Du. Are you personally buying vegetables?"
Aunt Wei had always liked this young man and nodded with a smile, "The vegetables at the market are fresh, the ones delivered by the supermarket aren't good," she hesitated before saying, "Mr. Du won't be home so early, are you here because you made plans with him, or..."
Xu Zhuo thought she would take him in, but he quickly realized that she didn't have that intention. Even though he was puzzled, he didn't make it difficult for her, "I'm young and strong, standing for a while doesn't matter. You go in first, don't you need to cook?"
Aunt Wei felt extremely ashamed and suggested, "Do you have Mr. Du's phone? If not, I can go back to call and ask him."
Xu Zhuo understood, she was unsure if her visit had received Du Ziyu's permission, so she didn't dare to let him in. He reassured her, "Let's not bother him, you don't have to worry about me, I'm a grown man."
In fact, he had other motives.
Although what happened at the company wasn't his fault, he had still made the other party angry, so he had to show a low profile and wait at the entrance of the residential area to express his sincere apology.
He was clear about it in his heart, knowing that despite Du Ziyu's seemingly unyielding face, he was actually someone who was easily swayed on the inside.
"Alright then," Aunt Wei was persuaded, and she reached into the basket and pulled out a big, bright red tomato, stuffing it into Xu Zhuo's hand. "I don't know how long you have to wait, so if you get hungry, just have a tomato to fill your stomach."
Xu Zhuo felt that he was not so delicate, yet he couldn't bear to brush off her kindness. She was like an old mother, always thinking about her child's well-being. The best way to handle this affection was to graciously accept it.
Aunt Wei went back to cook dinner, and Xu Zhuo thought he had to wait for another two or three hours, but unexpectedly, in less than half an hour, that familiar car appeared in sight.
He felt happy in his heart, wanting to call out to it, but the car stopped first, waiting silently at the entrance of the compound.
The window didn't roll down, and Xu Zhuo understood that it was waiting for him. So he ran over, tentatively pulling open the back door, and it actually opened.
He joyfully got into the car, and Du Ziyu had a notebook on his lap, reading the material with no reaction to his arrival.
The driver was still there, and Xu Zhuo didn't dare to be impulsive, sitting up straight, calling out, "Du... Ziyu." It was just a few simple words, but they came from his heart, deep and passionate.
The other party seemed to hesitate for a moment, responding softly with a gentle "Mm."
The short distance of just a few hundred meters couldn't do much, it was truly agonizing. When he finally got out of the car, Aunt Wei opened the door and smiled when she saw Xu Zhuo, saying, "Mr. Xu, are you staying for dinner? I haven't cooked the rice yet."
Xu Zhuo looked at Du Ziyu, who was taking off his suit jacket without answering.
Not refusing was the same as agreeing, and Xu Zhuo had long figured out his disposition. He smiled at Aunt Wei, "Thank you, Aunt Wei. I'll taste your cooking today."
Du Ziyu turned and went upstairs, and Xu Zhuo thought for a moment, immediately following him.
Pushing open the door, Xu Zhuo followed in, closing the door behind him.
Du Ziyu walked to the study, and Xu Zhuo followed cautiously, hesitantly speaking, "This afternoon, please don't be misled. I really don't have a girlfriend."
Du Ziyu put the notebook on the table, back to him, and remained silent.
Xu Zhuo approached, standing a few steps away, trying to see his expression. The other person turned his head to avoid it.
Are you still angry? Xu Zhuo was anxious, about to explain, when Du Ziyu suddenly spoke.
"I understand," he said softly, "you were just joking."
"Ah?" Xu Zhuo was stunned. "I, what did I say?"
He didn't care about that now, coming closer to Du Ziyu, feeling the heat emanating from his body.
"You must believe me," he couldn't help but pour out his heart, "I have only liked you, no one else, regardless of gender, can compare to you."
As he spoke, he grabbed the other's shoulders and gently turned him to face him.
Du Ziyu tilted his head and didn't look at him, with a slight blush in his ears.
This doesn't seem like anger? Xu Zhuo was taken aback for a moment.
He emphasized again, "I really didn't joke, I can swear on my life!"
"Those... those words," Du Ziyu's blush spread to his cheeks, "were they true too?"
Xu Zhuo didn't understand, "What... what words?"
Du Ziyu bit his lip, raised his head to look at him, his eyelids blushing, his beautiful little face alluring.
"What you said..." he almost murmured, his mouth quirked up uncontrollably.
Xu Zhuo watched him intently.
"You said I was..." Du Ziyu used a passionate expression, his eyes full of emotion, hesitating before finally spitting out a few words, "a divine figure."