Chapter 2541: Non-Human: Xiao Chen Loses Memory After 32

In the morning, the top-floor executive assistant office area of Junxi Group.

"Good morning, Brother Liang."

"Morning."

Liang Yanzhe gave a slight nod, responding to his colleague's greeting, and walked through the open office area.

He habitually scanned the whole area, then his gaze landed on Ye Lu's workstation.

Ye Lu was lowering his head, roughly stuffing his personal belongings into a cardboard box.

Hearing Liang Yanzhe's footsteps, he lifted his head, his gaze like poisoned needles, fixed firmly on Liang Yanzhe.

Liang Yanzhe's eyes met his for a brief moment, calm and unrippled, then naturally shifted away as he headed straight for the private office.

Being ignored was more unbearable for Ye Lu than any mockery.

"Are you especially happy that I'm leaving here?" Ye Lu's voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence of the office area.

He stared fixedly at Liang Yanzhe's back, as if trying to bore through that straight spine.

The surrounding colleagues all lowered their heads, pretending to be busy, inwardly bitter beyond words.

How could this weirdo, about to leave, still be looking for trouble?

They had long been familiar with Ye Lu's recent odd words and deeds, and now they were silent as cicadas in winter.

Liang Yanzhe's steps halted, and he turned around.

He adjusted the glasses on his nose bridge; the gaze behind the lenses was calm, without emotional fluctuation.

"As you thought, I don't need subordinates whose minds aren't on proper work."

Those words were like a slap across Ye Lu's face.

Having said that, Liang Yanzhe gave him no further glance, pushed open the glass door, and walked into the office.

Ye Lu trembled with anger, his nails digging deep into the edge of the cardboard box, leaving several white marks.

From childhood onward, despite his family's poverty, he had relied on his looks and luck to get what he wanted, and there was almost nothing he couldn't obtain.

Why, upon arriving here, has everything become different?

Why, ever since meeting Liang Yanzhe, has he been plagued by constant misfortune!

Career, love—everything has ended in utter defeat!

He stared at the figure beyond the glass door, already focused on work, recalling the handsome yet gloomy man by Liang Yanzhe's side in the hospital, and the intimate atmosphere between them that outsiders could not intrude upon……

"What right does he have? Liang Yanzhe himself lives so happily—what qualification does he have to block his pursuit of happiness!"

Extreme unwillingness and resentment eroded his reason.

Ye Lu clung to the cardboard box, his steps heavy as he left the office area.

As he passed the tea room, he faintly heard colleagues chatting inside.

"……Yeah, President Zhao and Assistant Liang are heading to the neighboring city on a business trip tomorrow; I heard that cooperation has been under discussion for a long time……"

"Hope it goes smoothly; President Zhao's health has just improved a bit……"

"With Assistant Liang around, there shouldn't be any big problems……"

Ye Lu's steps came to an abrupt halt.

Zhao Xitang and Liang Yanzhe……are they going on a business trip together?

In an instant, a dark and vicious thought quietly sprouted in the depths of his heart.

What he wants, there is nothing he cannot obtain.

If he cannot obtain it……then let all those who obstruct him disappear.

Ye Lu lowered his eyes, concealing the madness and ruthlessness in his gaze; the fingers gripping the cardboard box whitened from the force.

He hurried into the elevator, and at the moment the metal doors closed, a distorted smile appeared on his face.

——

The night before the business trip.

Liang Yanzhe was packing his luggage at home.

He had a dedicated business trip suitcase, daily necessities already prepared; usually he only needed to change a few sets of shirts and suits according to the trip duration.

Jin Chen sat on the nearby carpet, with a practice calligraphy book and a pen spread out before him.

He was still stubbornly repeating the three characters 'Liang Yanzhe' over and over; the strokes were still somewhat crooked, but clear progress could be seen.

After being ordered by Liang Yanzhe to practice more character recognition and writing, he showed great reluctance, now pressing his lips together, looking sullen and unhappy.

Jin Chen put down his pen, watching Liang Yanzhe skillfully fold shirts and place them into the suitcase; his gray pupils followed the movements.

"Why," Jin Chen suddenly said, feeling somewhat wronged, "There's nothing of mine in the suitcase—do I not need to go?"

Liang Yanzhe paused his motion, smoothed the folded shirts, lifted his gaze to him, and looked somewhat amused.

"Aren't your clothes something you can conjure up at any time?"

"Not enough energy." Jin Chen lied without changing his expression, his tone utterly self-righteous: "At most I can change three sets, which isn't enough."

After saying that, he lowered his eyes, his thick lashes fluttering, his whole body exuding a gloomy aura of being ignored and very unhappy, staring stubbornly at Liang Yanzhe.

"Husband……"

Liang Yanzhe looked at his appearance, knowing full well that this guy was probably pretending to be pitiful, yet his heart softened a little.

He sighed helplessly, "Buy. I'll buy you something when we get there."

Jin Chen immediately lifted his head; the gloomy aura vanished in an instant, he appeared beside Liang Yanzhe, embraced him, his cool lips brushing his neck, and pressed forward, demanding, "Okay, but I want a kiss now."

Liang Yanzhe, unable to escape his entanglement, tilted his head back and accepted the kiss carrying a cold agarwood scent.

After the kiss ended, his breath slightly uneven, he cautioned: "This cooperation is very important; the other company has sent many people, and the occasion is fairly formal."

"You……can come along, but you must not run around recklessly, and you must not casually reveal your true form and scare people as you did at the last banquet."

"You may only come out after reaching the hotel room, understand?"

Jin Chen pursed his lips, obviously finding these human rules very troublesome, but still reluctantly agreed.

"Tsk, fine."

——

Everything went smoothly on the day of the business trip.

The plane arrived at the neighboring city, and the two went straight to the booked hotel.

Zhao Xītang looked in good spirits, and said to Liang Yánzé, "Rest a bit first; tonight there's a welcome dinner with the partners, an informal meet‑and‑greet, and formal talks will start tomorrow."

He had just finished speaking when his phone rang; it was a call from Zhou Chengjun.

Zhao Xītang answered, his tone unconsciously softening a bit: "Mm, I've arrived…… I'm fine, not tired…… I really don't feel any heart discomfort."

"Don't worry…… Xiao Liang is with me, so what could happen……"

He patiently comforted the person on the other end for a few sentences before hanging up.

He turned to Liang Yánzé, smiled, and said with a hint of teasing, "Once this cooperation goes smoothly, I'll give you a long vacation so you can properly keep company with the one at home."

Liang Yánzé nodded with a smile and thanked, "Thank you, Manager Zhao."

Concealing his presence, Jin Chen, who was floating nearby, also nodded and said, "Thank you."

Although Zhao Xītang couldn't hear it.

This human is a good person, Jin Chen thought.