Chapter 754: Chapter 754
At such a moment, what else could you do but hold her close, gently pat the back of the newly widowed woman's fragrant shoulders, offering her the wide, solid expanse of your chest as her support and comfort?
Liu Zhizhong felt he couldn't do anything else.
The oppressive might of "Iron Fist," the overwhelming force, left him struggling to breathe.
Should he ask her about Qin Bo's background?
Should he question her decision to marry Zheng Sanjing?
Wouldn't that be prodding at someone's wounds?
Wouldn't that be utterly unscrupulous?
Only silent companionship suited the moment; silence was more eloquent than words.
At least when you feel like crying, there's someone to lean on, to let you cry your heart out, to pass you tissues, and to never babble in front of you—never prattle on…
This is the mark of quality!
This is what it means to be a confidant?
It took a good while for Feng Xiaoyue to recover her composure.
She emerged somewhat sheepishly from Liu Zhizhong's embrace, wiping away tears, with red eyes and flushed cheeks, she said, "I'm sorry, Zhizhong, I... I lost control of my emotions... Your clothes are soaked…"
Looking at the portion of Liu Zhizhong's shirt collar that was now clinging to his chest, traces of tears outlining the beautiful and masculine contour, it was filled with a masculine charm that indeed quickened a woman's heartbeat and flushed her face.
"It's okay, Director Feng, I understand. You've never been one to easily shed tears; it's fortunate that now there's a place for them. Be strong; everything will get better."
"Mm, okay, I know. Today, did I cause you any delay?"
Liu Zhizhong chuckled heartily, "No delay at all. Right now, your matters are the most important, the biggest matters. By the way..."
As he spoke, he went to pick up all the scattered contracts from the floor.
Feng Xiaoyue, in her anger, had not shredded them completely when she tossed them aside—all were in large pieces.
Feng Xiaoyue, puzzled, said, "Zhizhong, what are you doing? Shouldn't these just go into the trash can?"
With a toss of the fragments in his hand and a smile on his face, Liu Zhizhong said, "I'll take them home, put them back together, and use them tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" Feng Xiaoyue looked at him with surprise, totally bewildered.
Liu Zhizhong nodded, "Yes, tomorrow! I cannot tolerate Qin Bo's domineering antics, the shameless extremity of it. So, at Mr. Sanjing's funeral tomorrow, I plan to take him down a notch, to make him lose face so he dares not force the sale of Xinghai again!"
Feng Xiaoyue was astounded, literally at a loss for words.
Liu Zhizhong's confident smile and nod, then stowing away the fragments in his bag, conveyed his determination. Read full story at 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✦𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✦𝕟𝕖𝕥
Only then did Feng Xiaoyue react, quickly saying, "Zhizhong, you shouldn't—really, don't… don't do it… I don't know what you're planning, but please, don't provoke the Qin Family. It's really not to your advantage!"
"You are my benefactor and also my close friend, no one can bully you!"
After saying this, Liu Zhizhong stood up and walked away without looking back.
Feng Xiaoyue called out "Zhizhong" a few times, then got up to chase after him to the door, but he still didn't turn around.
Feng Xiaoyue chased him only a few steps before returning to her seat, sitting down quietly and watching as Liu Zhizhong pulled open the door and left.
At this moment, that towering and upright figure exuded a resolve and bravery that was truly astonishing, deeply stirring Feng Xiaoyue's heart.
From then on, it was as if a man had taken up residence in her heart, and his name was Liu Zhizhong!
In the realm of social media celebrities who were best at navigating both office and society, and among officials known for their strategizing, he might just be the one.
For her, he dared to beard the tiger in its den... How could Feng Xiaoyue not be moved by this?
Often, when a woman is moved, the man dares to act; it's a simple truth.
Being moved may not be love, but the daring that follows being moved, the mutual understanding and cherishing that follows daring, evolves into love. By conventional logic, this makes perfect sense…
Liu Zhizhong arrived outside the president's office, naturally finding Yang Bingbing waiting there.
Yang Bingbing had forgotten the harassment and indignity brought by Qin Bo, only looking with concern at Liu Zhizhong's soaked chest...