The CEO’s Art of Wife Chasing

Like tonight, although chatting with Old Wei, his eyes couldn’t help but keep drifting towards the woman busy at work.
　　He was puzzled—how could this be? Thinking of her delicate jade-like hands covered in oil stains; thinking of her barely concealed pitying gaze towards Xiao Jing; thinking of her gentle smile while holding a baby…
　　”Feeling comfortable?” Her voice came from behind.
　　He turned and looked at her, directly responding: “Yes, very comfortable.”
　　The words synthesized his previous emotions, a magical turn that made him no longer find this woman sharp.
　　”Phew! I feel much more comfortable now.” She tugged at her casual clothes and exhaled.
　　When she passed in front of him, he unexpectedly stood up, and they almost collided.
　　”You…” What did he want to do?
　　”You…” He pointed to the lazy chair behind him, “Your seat.”
　　It turned out he was eager to let her sit? Zhi Wei subtly stepped back, avoiding his hot body, deliberately teasing: “Why? When did you become so polite, even offering a seat?”
　　He shrugged, “Otherwise? You’re the host, I don’t want to be kicked out in the middle of the night like last time.”
　　”I didn’t kick you out, you were the one who left without grace when the negotiations broke down.”
　　”That has nothing to do with grace. If the purpose isn’t achieved, there’s naturally no need to waste effort.”
　　”Hmph, a businessman through and through, always calculating the return on investment.” Zhi Wei rolled her eyes and pouted: “So what now? You’re not here with some ulterior motive, are you?”
　　”Well…” He laughed, a sly laugh, “Are you afraid of drinking and chatting?”
　　”Drinking and chatting?” Her sideways eyes locked onto him, “I’m just afraid someone has ill intentions and wants to get me drunk.”
　　”What good would getting you drunk do me?”
　　This question made Zhi Wei’s eyes widen. What kind of question was that? For her to imagine his possible “benefits”? Fine, since he wanted her to spell it out, she wouldn’t hold back.
　　”If I’m drunk, I’ll have no ability to resist, and you can do whatever you want.”
　　”Oh, I understand what you mean.” He nodded as if understanding, then immediately shook his head, “You’re silly.”
　　”What do you mean?”
　　”If I really wanted to do that, why would I need to wait until you’re drunk?”
　　Zhi Wei’s eyes widened. Was he reminding her that even now, her tiny bit of resistance would do nothing to stop him?
　　Facing her nervous expression, he continued casually: “But I have a habit. I prefer the women I sleep with to be conscious. I’m not interested in completely drunk women.”
　　Uh, was he about to discuss his bedroom preferences?
　　”I… I’ll go get a plate to serve the dishes.” Zhi Wei quickly changed the subject.
　　With the food and drinks prepared, they abandoned the lazy chair and sat cross-legged at the small square table.
　　”Seems like you don’t have many friends who come here?”
　　”No. I never had many friends in Taiwan.”
　　”Do you… want to go home?”
　　The word “home” made Zhi Wei’s expression suddenly change.
　　”Looks like I asked something I shouldn’t,” he said with slight apology.
　　”It’s nothing. Even if you didn’t ask, I wouldn’t forget that home. It’s just about going back…” she shook her head with a bitter smile. “I’m just afraid the result would be the same. I don’t think I can accept his violence.”
　　”He…” Shang Peng knew she was talking about her father, and couldn’t help frowning, “Does he hit you often?”
　　”Less after I grew up, but… there’s someone who was destined to never escape.”
　　”Who?”
　　”My mother.”
　　Listening to her next words, Shang Peng’s frown deepened.
　　It turned out domestic violence existed around her, and this was the real reason she left home.
　　Recalling her dejected look at the noodle stall, at this moment, he was sure his heart ached.
　　”Zhi Wei…” he called her name for the first time, feeling at a loss for words. Finally, he held her constantly twisting hand and gently patted it.
　　Zhi Wei glanced at his hand, feeling something strange flowing in her heart. His hand was so warm, and her heart felt warm too.
　　”I know what you want to comfort me, but… it’s not necessary. I really don’t need it. This is fate, predetermined from the moment I was born into the Tang family.”
　　”I think comfort is superfluous, but I want you to understand something—people say life isn’t perfect. There are gains and losses. Some people are born without financial worries, yet might have other troubles, like you.
　　But this doesn’t mean you’re the most unfortunate. Think about it, some people toil for three meals, just hoping not to starve, and some are living in war, just hoping to survive… Do you understand what I’m saying?”
　　His words touched Zhi Wei.
　　She never expected this man to have such a sensitive side.
　　”Didn’t expect you to be so thoughtful,” she said directly.
　　”Only now discovering my merits? It’s okay, take your time. You’ll discover more.”
　　”Hmph!” Zhi Wei rolled her eyes.
　　”Seriously, your problem isn’t that serious. If possible, improve family issues; if not, you can still pursue your own happiness.”
　　”And what brilliant advice do you have?”
　　”Get married! Marry yourself off!”
　　”Oh? The problem is, I can’t find a suitable partner right now. What, are you going to introduce someone?”
　　The moment the words left her mouth, Zhi Wei questioned her own intentions—what was she doing? Deliberately creating something?
　　”Introduce you? Hmph, don’t be silly, that’s impossible!” He waved his hand dismissively.
　　A woman’s sensitivity made Zhi Wei feel there was a sour taste to the man’s words. Satisfied with his reaction, Zhi Wei didn’t want to stop.