Zhou Jiayu took out his phone and scanned Shen Zhirou’s WeChat QR code, adding her as a friend on the spot.

Just then, he suddenly remembered that Lu Fanghuai was getting married at the end of the year.

Now, a girl suddenly appeared, claiming she had fallen in love with him at first sight.

Seeing how proactive she was, it seemed like she wanted to steal him away and ruin his engagement, which was unacceptable!

Better to break up ten temples than to destroy a marriage!

Moreover, this girl couldn’t even recognize the person she supposedly fell in love with. Who knows what other strange things she might do later?

So, as a good brother who had grown up with Lu Fanghuai, Zhou Jiayu decided to solve this problem for him and keep an eye on this “crazy woman.”

Zhou Jiayu sent Shen Zhirou the name “Lu Fanghuai,” thinking it would help her note it down. As he glanced at her screen, he thought he saw her write “dog man” in the remarks section.

He must have seen it wrong…

“What’s your name?” Zhou Jiayu asked, preparing to note down her WeChat as well.

Shen Zhirou: “……”

She hesitated to give her real name. What should she do?

She still hadn’t realized she had flirted with the wrong person.

After a moment of serious thought, she softened her voice and said to Zhou Jiayu, “I’m called Little Darling!”

“I have something to do, so I have to go now. It was really nice meeting you today,” Shen Zhirou said with a smile, tugging at his sleeve.

Zhou Jiayu watched her raise her hand to her mouth, as if to whisper in his ear. He leaned slightly to listen.

“Next time, make sure to see me again,” she said, draping her arm around his shoulder and leaning close to his ear.

The proximity was such that her breath brushed against his ear as she spoke.

Zhou Jiayu watched her leave, still waving her phone at him.

All the inexplicable feelings he had suddenly vanished in that moment.

A smile tugged at his lips, and he couldn’t help but laugh again.

What a strange woman… but quite adorable.

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Shen Zhirou got into a taxi.

On the way back, she glanced at the newly added WeChat friend, recalling the flirting process.

Although this “Lu Fanghuai” didn’t make any proactive moves towards her, he was so easy to flirt with, so easy to approach… What a scumbag! Pervert!

She took out a wet wipe from her bag and wiped her hands, then wiped each finger one by one.

Then, she leaned back in the car seat, exhaling a long breath, thinking about what to do next time they met.

Although she still felt a bit uneasy, thinking this might not be right, she had decided to help Xu Jia.

She thought for a moment and sent a flirtatious WeChat message.

Shen Zhirou: [If you have free time, think about me more.]

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In the hotel lobby.

Zhou Jiayu had just sat down on the sofa when he received Shen Zhirou’s WeChat message.

The straightforward flirting was really bold.

Except for the bold and passionate girls he met during his school days, he hadn’t encountered such intense feelings again.

Now it made him feel a bit restless.

He wondered what about Lu Fanghuai caught her attention, that she remembered him so deeply with just a name.

Zhou Jiayu stared at the WeChat message, smiling again.

“What are you looking at that’s so funny?” Lu Fanghuai’s voice came, and Zhou Jiayu immediately locked his phone screen.

“Nothing.”

“Something’s up! You’re acting suspicious!” Lu Fanghuai sat down opposite him, speaking with certainty.

“Just a joke. Here’s your car key.” Zhou Jiayu handed over the car key, paused, and then asked, “Your wedding with Wenting is scheduled for next spring, right?”

“Yeah, I told you the date on our engagement day and asked you to be my best man. What, have you forgotten?”

“No, just asking. Treat Wenting well, and don’t ever do anything to hurt her.”

Lu Fanghuai found Zhou Jiayu’s words strange, “Why are you suddenly saying this? You don’t have any feelings for Wenting, do you? She’s my wife!”

Zhou Jiayu: “……”

He was just thinking about how to tell Lu Fanghuai about the girl who called herself “Little Darling” and ask how to make someone so interested in him, to avoid any misunderstandings with Wenting. But thinking about it, he didn’t know where to start.

Seeing Lu Fanghuai so devoted to Wenting for ten years, he decided not to mention it. Anyway, he would just deal with the girl trying to steal Lu Fanghuai. She didn’t even know what Lu Fanghuai looked like and didn’t truly like him.

“Explain yourself! Why are you suddenly saying this? Wenting is mine!” Lu Fanghuai sat next to Zhou Jiayu, not letting him go. “When are you going to get a girlfriend, so I can finally relax!”

“That worried? Should I call Wenting now?”

Zhou Jiayu joked back with him, not expecting Lu Fanghuai to seriously say, “Go ahead, actually Wenting wanted to talk to you.”

“About what?”

“She has a close friend, also single, and wants to introduce you.”

“Not for now.” Zhou Jiayu declined, but thought of Shen Zhirou again.

He pushed Lu Fanghuai away and got up to leave.

Having known Lu Fanghuai since they were kids, Zhou Jiayu remembered when Lu Fanghuai and Wenting started dating in high school.

At the beginning, there was a misunderstanding where Wenting delivered a love letter to the wrong desk—Zhou Jiayu’s desk since they were desk mates. Lu Fanghuai thought someone was confessing to him and read the letter aloud in class, causing an uproar, and Wenting slapped him in public. Later, Lu Fanghuai found out the letter was meant for him, and his face was never that dumbfounded…

Zhou Jiayu watched them date from the beginning and often teased him about finding a girlfriend too.

But he never really got it and focused on his studies despite encountering passionate confessions.

After graduation, everyone became more mature and reserved. He had met some romantic prospects but chose to focus on his career first.

Now, with Lu Fanghuai and Wenting preparing to enter a new stage in life and get married, Zhou Jiayu suddenly felt like he was still stuck in the same place, wanting to move forward but not finding the right person.

But today, he met Shen Zhirou.

It was inexplicable but left a deep impression on him.

Lu Fanghuai always said that when the moment of fate came, he would know it.

Zhou Jiayu wasn’t sure if he had mistaken this for fate, but the ripples in his heart were undeniable.

He opened WeChat again, looking at Shen Zhirou’s message.

After thinking for a while, he replied.

Zhou Jiayu: [If you have time, we can meet again.]

Soon, he received a reply.

Shen Zhirou: [If possible, I’d like to see you now.]

Now?

Zhou Jiayu started typing, “Where are you? I’ll come find you…”