Chapter 497

On the road back to Fudan University, the car was silent.

Looking at the trees and houses constantly receding outside the window, Li Heng felt bored and began to probe, intentionally or otherwise: "Liu Jie, did you go to the capital this time too?"

Although Liu Bei was only Yu Shuheng's secretary, her personal capabilities were extremely strong; she basically handled most of the overseas business on behalf of Yu Laoshi.

Therefore, Li Heng had always been very polite to her, addressing her as Liu Jie.

Liu Bei looked straight ahead, very focused: "Yes, Mr. Li."

Li Heng asked: "What time did Yu Laoshi leave the capital today?"

Liu Bei replied: "The 10 o'clock flight."

Li Heng asked: "Did she return to Fudan University?"

Liu Bei said: "Yes, Miss Yu even taught three classes this afternoon before going home."

Is that so?

Li Heng thought for a moment and then probed: "How was Yu Laoshi's mood when she returned?"

Liu Bei quickly glanced at him from the corner of her eye and replied: "About the same as before."

Seeing Li Heng look over, Liu Bei hesitated for a moment and added: "Miss Yu's eye bags are a bit heavy."

Eye bags are a bit heavy?

Did she not sleep well last night?

With just these few words, Li Heng obtained key information.

In fact, Liu Bei had revealed this intentionally. As Miss Yu's right-hand woman, she and Ceng Yun both privately believed that the probability of this Mr. Li becoming the Yu family's son-in-law in the future was very high.

Therefore, in order not to offend the future Yu family son-in-law, she appropriately let slip a little information.

After digesting the information, as the car entered Fudan University and was about to stop, he asked one last question: "How did Chief Editor Liao get in touch with Yu Laoshi?"

Liu Bei replied: "The message was relayed to the capital from Shanghai by Aunt Shen."

Li Heng understood. It was likely that Chief Editor Liao called Yu Laoshi's home and it happened to be answered by Shen Xin, which led to the scene of the note being left this morning.

At the same time, he wondered if Yu Laoshi having already bought tonight's plane ticket was a sign of jealousy? Was she urging him to return to Shanghai early?

Under the soft, water-like moonlight, the end of the alley in Lushan Village appeared somewhat desolate.

Old Fu's family was not there.

The doors and windows of buildings No. 25, 26, and 27 were tightly shut, pitch black.

Li Heng stood in the middle of the alley, aimlessly staring at his own attic in a daze.

Not knowing how long he had been staring blankly at the attic like a fool, having not eaten dinner, he suddenly felt so hungry he could feel his chest touching his back, hungry to the point of almost fainting.

Subconsciously glancing at the time, 11:32.

At this moment, the school dormitory gates were already closed, and he had no way to find Mai Sui, Zhou Shihe, and the others.

Forget it, he took out his key to open the courtyard gate, rushed into the kitchen to rummage around, but miserably discovered there was nothing, let alone vegetables, even the eggs and noodles were gone.

Only then did he realize that because the weather was too hot, Mai Sui bought groceries daily, going in the morning to buy enough for the whole day.

Perhaps, because he had gone to the capital, it was possible they hadn't spent the night in Lushan Village for the past two days.

Finally finding a small half-bag of rice, he was extremely depressed!

Suddenly, a person popped into his mind, a woman who also knew how to cook, Huang Zhaoyi.

It was so late, was she asleep? Was she in Shanghai?

Was she in the new nest in Yang Pu?

He had promised to go see her at the end of August, but more than ten days had passed since he stood her up, and he felt quite embarrassed.

Thinking and thinking, a demonic thought suddenly arose in his heart, which he couldn't erase, and finally, without even having time to put down the bag he was carrying, he impulsively ran outside the school.

As a result, because it was too late, everything was closed, and he couldn't find a phone outside the school at all.

What the hell was he supposed to do?

Not even a place to eat?

For a moment, he wanted to run back and make a call from the second floor of Yu Laoshi's house.

But as soon as this thought arose, he felt it was awkward and decisively extinguished it.

It seemed the school gate wasn't far from the new nest of the Great Qingyi, it would be close after passing Wujiaochang, and walking there wouldn't take much time anyway.

Thinking this way, he subconsciously looked around, found a stick, and then kept walking as a self-defense weapon.

He had already made the worst-case plan; even if Huang Zhaoyi wasn't home, he had a key, could make something to eat, and then sleep there.

Perhaps because it was too late, there was almost no one on the road, and occasionally when he bumped into someone, they would immediately hide far away in fear upon seeing him holding a stick.

When he saw the fourth person deliberately detour to avoid him, Li Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, thinking to himself, am I that scary? Do I have a fierce face? Why do they run away when they see me?

With such little fun on the road, the journey passed much faster than expected, and in less than 16 minutes, he arrived at the Yang Pu new nest.

The new nest was a three-story villa, with no lights, appearing somewhat chilly under the cold moonlight.

Is she there?

Li Heng muttered again, then went to check the courtyard gate, huh? It was actually locked from the inside?

Is she there?

Li Heng was inexplicably happy, too lazy to even look for the key, and directly relied on his excellent physical fitness to climb over the courtyard wall, then crossed the lawn and began knocking on the door.

"Pop, pop, pop!"

No response to the first knock.

"Pop, pop, pop!"

He began to knock a second time.

Still no response inside, he knocked a third time.

At this moment, a black shadow appeared on the second-floor balcony, poking its head out to secretly look down and check the situation.

Li Heng, who heard everything and saw everything, immediately discovered the other person, "Zhaoyi, is that you? It's me."

This was the first time he had called her by her name.

Hearing the familiar voice he had been dreaming of at this hour, Huang Zhaoyi was stunned at first, hurriedly hid the fruit knife in her hand behind her back, and the next instant her face was full of joy!

She said in a voice even more pleasant than an oriole: "Wait a moment, I'll be right there."

She turned around in a hurry, hurriedly turned on the lights in the second-floor living room, put the fruit knife on the coffee table, and then hurriedly rushed to the stairwell...

But just as she reached halfway, she suddenly braked, having no time to think, she returned to the bedroom, hurriedly took off her pajamas, and changed into a newly bought outfit as fast as she could.

Still not satisfied, she touched up her face, fiddled with it in front of the mirror, then picked up a hair tie, and while tying her hair, she trotted downstairs.

With this delay, at least four or five minutes had passed.

Arriving at the first-floor entrance, she stopped, lowered her head to check herself, and after finding no issues with her clothing, she took two deep breaths, tried to relax as much as possible, tried to hide her joy in her heart, and then pulled the bolt with her right hand and opened the door.

With a "creak," the door opened.

The two people inside and outside the door looked at each other.

A few seconds later, she hurriedly stepped aside and explained: "I just changed my clothes."

Li Heng said "hmm," entered the door, looked her up and down, and asked in a low voice: "Did I just wake you up?"

Huang Zhaoyi closed the door, bent down to take the shoes she had specially prepared for him, and placed them by his feet: "I was reading, I had just laid down not long ago, I wasn't asleep yet."

Li Heng took off his shoes and changed them, "Oh? What book were you reading?"

Huang Zhaoyi said: "An economics book, 'Corporate Finance'."

Li Heng was surprised: "The author is Steve Ross?"

Serving him as he put on his shoes, Huang Zhaoyi looked up with joy: "You've read it too?"

Li Heng nodded: "I've read it several times."

Huang Zhaoyi smiled and said: "I'm reading it for the third time today."

Li Heng nodded and asked: "Why did you decide to stay here today?"

Facing his unblinking gaze, Huang Zhaoyi felt as if she had been seen through, avoiding his sharp gaze, "I've been waiting for you."

Li Heng pondered for a moment and asked again: "Have you been waiting during this time?"

Huang Zhaoyi was a bit embarrassed, but still answered truthfully: "Yes."

It was indeed so.

Just as he had expected before coming, this woman who never urged him was indeed silently waiting for him.

Looking at each other for a while, Li Heng sighed secretly, "I've been quite busy lately, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Huang Zhaoyi smiled and shook her head: "You haven't let me down, I'm willing, the process of waiting for you is also a kind of happiness, full of anticipation."

Gazing at this woman who had become foolish for him, Li Heng's mood was complex beyond words.

At first, he didn't particularly like her, but after accidentally ending up in bed together, he gradually started to like coming here.

Not fighting, not grabbing, without complaints or regrets, such a woman, besides being a bit older, you couldn't find another even if you searched with a lantern.

Besides, he had lived two lives, and at 33, she was, to some extent, more compatible with his mature psychological age of several decades.

Pausing, Li Heng slowly extended his right hand, reached her left ear, repeatedly touched the large round earring, then moved down along the earlobe, explored down along the swan neck that was whiter than milk, and finally hooked her collarbone, sweeping back and forth.

Huang Zhaoyi enjoyed his caressing her like this, closed her eyes, slightly stretched her neck, and under his lingering right hand, there was a unique, ambiguous, and stimulating feeling.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

Suddenly, an untimely sound came from Li Heng's stomach, breaking the silence.

Huang Zhaoyi opened her eyes: "You haven't eaten yet?"

The ambiguous atmosphere was broken, and Li Heng withdrew his hand, "Just got back from the capital."

Huang Zhaoyi turned to pour him a cup of tea, then found a box of biscuits, and then briskly walked to the kitchen: "You eat a few biscuits to pad your stomach first, I'll go cook for you."

Li Heng asked behind her: "Are there vegetables at home?"

Huang Zhaoyi said: "I have fresh vegetables prepared every day."

She only said half of it, the potential meaning of the other half was: to welcome you, I have fresh vegetables you like to eat prepared every day.

Li Heng stood in place, after a while he picked up the teacup with his left hand, twisted a few biscuits with his right hand, followed her into the kitchen, and said to her:

"Are there noodles at home? Just make me a bowl of noodles."

Hearing this, Huang Zhaoyi turned to look at him, her eyes as if saying: You finally came to me once, isn't eating noodles too perfunctory for you?

Li Heng understood her meaning, "It's not early now, by the time you finish cooking, it'll be almost 1 o'clock."

Huang Zhaoyi raised her right wrist to look at her watch, pondered for a moment and said: "Then I'll simply stir-fry some yellow beef topping for you."

Li Heng readily agreed this time: "Okay, that works, I quite like eating beef."

Saying it and doing it, briskly preparing the side dishes, Huang Zhaoyi took out the fresh beef that was changed daily, and after seriously and meticulously cleaning it, she picked up the kitchen knife and skillfully cut it.

Li Heng walked a step closer, observed the beef slices on the cutting board, thin as cicada wings, and praised: "Good knife skills, must have spent a lot of time, right?"

His praise was worth more than ten thousand troops, worth more than millions in wealth, Huang Zhaoyi had an indescribable sense of pleasure in her heart.

She said: "I don't know many dishes, I practice occasionally when I have time."

Her casual mention of practice actually involved a lot of effort behind the scenes. Every day, besides fixed practice of Peking opera and physical exercise, she would find time to read and recharge, and all the rest of the time was spent in the kitchen, pondering knife skills, pondering signature dishes.

Roughly calculated, during the time she was waiting for him, she had wasted at least 30 jin of high-quality yellow beef.

And this was just yellow beef, not to mention other vegetables, she had wasted quite a lot as well.

Regarding ingredients, she never felt the pinch. She knew deeply that compared to those young and beautiful women, she, who was self-abased, could only put in hard work in culinary arts.

It was all to achieve a perfect color, aroma, and taste, to make him look at her one more time, to make him eat one more bowl of rice at the dining table, to make him silently get used to and further accept her.

The beef topping was ready quickly, and the noodles were out of the pot 4 minutes after the water boiled. A full large basin of beef, covered with red oil, with perfect color, aroma, and taste, was very appetizing.

Li Heng, who was extremely hungry, couldn't care about the heat, picked up a chopstick of noodles and slurped them into his mouth, his taste buds instantly opened: "Mmm~, it's really not bad, a noodle shop would at most be at this level."

PS: The first day of May, begging for the minimum monthly ticket.

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