"Is that so?" Murong Cheng let out a low chuckle, so quickly it was as if nothing had happened.
"Yes, I'm blind, I don't watch where I'm going!"
She truly was blind, otherwise, how could she have fallen for a scumbag like Su Jiamu, and for a whole five years!
Murong Cheng said nothing, merely using an alcohol swab to clean Jiang Shiyu's wound before applying a bandage. It was only after Murong Cheng finished that Jiang Shiyu realized the man actually had a first-aid kit in his car.
"You're quite the homemaker," Jiang Shiyu couldn't help but exclaim, impressed by the driver's thoughtfulness, truly a good employee. "Why are you so late today?"
"The boss went to Hong Kong for a meeting. I came straight here after landing, so I'm a bit late. I won't keep you waiting this long again."
Murong Cheng said as he steered the wheel, his profile sharp and defined. Perhaps due to a touch of fatigue, his voice was even more magnetic and deep, like the low register of a cello.
"Oh, I see. You must have had a very tiring day!" Jiang Shiyu couldn't help but think of the CEO of Ling Sheng Group that Fang Yuan had mentioned earlier. He had also gone to Hong Kong for a meeting. Although not far from Hai City, it was still a distance. Rushing between two places in just one day was indeed exhausting.
That evening, they dined at Cui Jing Xuan again. It was the third consecutive day, and each time they entered, there were hardly any customers. If it weren't for the lack of news reports, Jiang Shiyu would have suspected Cui Jing Xuan had gone bankrupt.
On the way back, as there was a class reunion the next day, Jiang Shiyu flipped through a group photo of her middle school classmates. When she saw the photo from junior high, she almost instantly spotted the chubby kid standing next to her.
"Look, this was my good friend in junior high. I went to school in the countryside back then. I transferred later and lost touch with this chubby kid!"
Jiang Shiyu handed her phone screen to Murong Cheng. The man merely glanced at it before slamming on the brakes.
If not for her seatbelt, Jiang Shiyu would have nearly hit the windshield.
Why did Murong Cheng react so strongly?
Jiang Shiyu gripped her seatbelt, turning her head to look. She happened to miss the myriad of emotions flashing in the man's eyes. When she looked at him, she only saw his usual calm demeanor.
"Why do you still have this photo?" Murong Cheng composed himself before slowly starting the car.
"I've always kept it. He was my good friend. I must find him someday, but that's for later. Why were you so agitated, suddenly braking like that?"
Jiang Shiyu couldn't understand why Murong Cheng reacted so strongly to the chubby kid in the photo. Could it be that Murong Cheng knew this chubby kid?
They hadn't seen each other for over ten years. The chubby kid should be about Murong Cheng's age now!
"You… still remember him? He was just a middle school classmate. The chubby kid was fat and awkward, not likable at all."
The road ahead was swallowed by the deep night, yet it couldn't match the depth of emotion on the man's face.
"He was the best chubby kid in the world. He might not have looked cute, but he had a cute personality and would cry easily when bullied… It's just that after so many years, I have no idea where to even start looking!"
Jiang Shiyu cradled her phone, filled with nostalgia, counting on her fingers.
She wondered if the chubby kid had become a fat man now. He should be around twenty-eight years old. She wondered if he was married with children…
"It seems you care about him a lot?"
Murong Cheng asked abruptly.
Jiang Shiyu pursed her lips. "He's just my friend. And it's been so long, he's probably married already…"
"Mmm, just married," Murong Cheng's throat moved, and he suddenly said in his magnetic, low voice.
Jiang Shiyu didn't hear him clearly, assuming he meant he was probably married. She nodded in agreement, "Yes, he's twenty-eight now. It would be strange if he wasn't married. I wonder what kind of girl he married, if she's gentle and virtuous."
Jiang Shiyu worried that this silly chubby kid might be bullied, and she couldn't help but sigh, "What if he married a shrew!"
A deep chuckle echoed in the stifling car cabin.
"He should have married a silly woman, his childhood sweetheart."
"Silly? That's good! The chubby kid is quite silly. If he married a really smart woman, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to handle her… Does he have a sweetheart?"
Jiang Shiyu thought carefully.
The chubby kid's sweetheart was probably ice cream and snacks!
Murong Cheng was in a good mood, his day's toil and fatigue instantly vanishing.
It was very late when they returned to Jing Yuan. Although it was Saturday tomorrow, there was a class reunion. Jiang Shiyu went to bed early. The next day, she received the address from the class monitor.
It was a five-star hotel under Ling Sheng Group.
"Do you have time tonight?" Jiang Shiyu asked while eating breakfast, before she had even swallowed her milk.
"Mmm? I'll see. I'll call you later." Murong Cheng held his phone, glancing at his schedule for the day, which was packed. Even though it was the weekend, he had several meetings to attend and needed to go to the company.
"Alright! Don't your drivers get weekends off?" Jiang Shiyu realized for the first time how busy drivers were.
"If the boss doesn't have time off, we don't have time to rest either." Murong Cheng left after breakfast. Jiang Shiyu saw him off and stood at the entrance for a while, looking at the man in his suit. Without speaking, one wouldn't guess Murong Cheng was a driver!
Just as she was thinking this, she saw Murong Cheng turn back.
Jiang Shiyu froze. Before she could ask anything, Murong Cheng leaned down and pecked her on the forehead.
"Goodbye, wife. I'm off to work."
Jiang Shiyu was stunned by the kiss. By the time she reacted, the man had already left, leaving her staring at the closed door.
She touched her forehead, feeling the warmth of his lips.
The day passed quickly. Before she knew it, it was evening. Jiang Shiyu hadn't seen Murong Cheng return, so she left the house. She casually put on a long dress, tied her hair in a ponytail, and went out without makeup, bare-faced.
Upon arriving at the hotel, she found a large private room with two tables. Over thirty classmates were present, divided into two tables.
By the time Jiang Shiyu arrived, most of the class had already gathered.
"Here comes the class beauty."
As soon as Jiang Shiyu entered, she heard the class monitor call out with a smile. Then, all attention focused on her.
Jiang Shiyu tucked a stray strand of hair behind her forehead and walked up to the class monitor. "Yuanyuan, long time no see."
"As expected of the class beauty, you look so good even without makeup! You haven't changed at all! You still look eighteen!"
The class monitor looked behind Jiang Shiyu. "Where's Su Jiamu? Why didn't he come with you?"
Jiang Shiyu was instantly speechless. This was the question she dreaded most. She bit her lip and was about to explain that she and Su Jiamu had broken up when footsteps sounded from behind her. Su Jiamu walked in.