Chapter 87: The Land of Softness

“Where did Mater Zhou go gallivanting last night? He stayed up all night, so energetic.”

“He’s definitely more energetic than you, otherwise, how could Miss Mu be so devoted to him?” Yue Zifeng said with a sneer. “Don’t say it, Mater Zhou’s physique… if I were a woman, I’d want to sleep with him.”

“Damn, you’re a freaking gay!” Someone took out their phone. “Quickly record him, we’ll play it back for Mater Zhou later.”

“I was just saying, I’m straight as an arrow!”

They made a mess for a while, then Zuo Zhong said to Yue Zifeng, “Why don’t you call Tingzhou and ask him to come sleep here? With so many people around, he’ll sleep soundly.”

“Why don’t you call him, you’re always the one doing the hard work.” Yue Zifeng said, but still got up and called him.

What kind of fetish is that, needing people around to sleep soundly?

Shuangxu brought food to Fu Yun, and someone asked about Shen Yu and Lu Manman’s marriage. Fu Yun sighed regretfully, “Manman is a good girl, but unfortunately, she’s not destined to be with our Ayu.”

Shuangxu listened for a while, then her mind started to wander.

She really had no memory of what He Tingzhou was doing last night.

She was so tired, she vaguely remembered that He Tingzhou was still bothering her when she went to sleep. She slept so soundly that when she woke up in the morning, she thought He Tingzhou had just woken up like her.

Yue Zifeng finished the call and turned around to find Shuangxu holding a piece of cake, standing behind him.

Shuangxu handed the cake to him, “Brother Zifeng, I saw you drinking a lot of wine just now, eat something, or you’ll get drunk easily.”

“My little sister is so caring.” Yue Zifeng was touched and took the cake. “When will my little brat be as well-behaved as you.”

Shuangxu said, “Sometimes, people need to reflect on their own problems.”

“What problems do I have?” Yue Zifeng shrugged off the blame. “It’s all your brother’s fault! If he didn’t keep bringing you out to show off, I wouldn’t have been led astray and asked my mom for a little sister.”

Shuangxu laughed, watching him eat the cake, and casually asked, “Does Brother Tingzhou often have insomnia?”

“He doesn’t have insomnia, he has a rich kid’s disease. He hired dozens of people, and they make white noise for him all day long.”

“Why?” Shuangxu was puzzled.

Yue Zifeng had no reservations about her, “He can’t sleep in too quiet an environment, he can’t sleep without any sound, especially at night. Darkness plus silence, that’s a double buff, he’s definitely not going to sleep.”

“So strange.”

No wonder he could sleep in a place like a bar.

No wonder he woke her up in the middle of the night and forced her to tell stories… she thought he was just messing with her.

No wonder he had to bring a cheongsam beauty with him every time he went on a business trip to Lincheng.

He had mentioned “not being able to sleep without sound” before, and at that time, Shuangxu hadn’t realized that the problem was so serious.

“Is it related to him being kidnapped when he was a kid?”

Yue Zifeng looked around, the banquet hall was full of people, everyone was busy, no one was paying attention to them. He swallowed the cake in his mouth and lowered his voice, “He was injured at that time, his eardrum was perforated, and he was temporarily deaf. We all know what happened then, but think about it, those drug dealers were crazy, what couldn’t they do? His mother died there, he must have suffered a lot. It’s probably a shadow from that time.”

“Then he…” she used euphemisms, “has he seen a psychologist?”

Yue Zifeng laughed, “Do you think he looks like someone with mental problems? He’s seen all the most authoritative psychologists, and he sleeps soundly in their clinics, but he’s still like that when he gets home.”

He Tingzhou really didn’t look like he had mental problems. He seemed more like the type who could drive others crazy.

“Listen to crosstalk or radio?” Shuangxu asked, “Would that help?”

“Not much effect, he needs to hear human voices, he needs to know that someone is next to him.”

That’s really difficult.

Do all the women who sleep with him have to tell him bedtime stories?

“I shouldn’t have told you this, keep it quiet, don’t ask anyone else, okay?” Yue Zifeng warned, “The commander is sensitive about this, he doesn’t want anyone to mention it.”

Shuangxu nodded, “I understand.”

“Mater Zhou is here.” Someone shouted.

Shuangxu looked up and saw He Tingzhou arriving late.

He was wearing the black suit that Xu Zhen had sent over in the morning, looking very casual, his jacket was unbuttoned, and he didn’t even have a tie around his neck.

He walked in with a lazy gait, Shen Yu happened to be coming from the other side, they greeted each other, and went to sit in the sofa area together.

Noticing Shen Yu’s gaze on her, Shuangxu wanted to ask him what he had talked about with the Zheng family, and walked towards them.

Yue Zifeng came back with the cake and asked Shen Yu, “Finished talking? That old man is tough, he can make the dead come alive, my dad never got the better of him every time he dealt with him.”

Shen Yu shifted his gaze to his face, saying nothing, his gaze was somewhat obscure.

“What kind of look is that?” Yue Zifeng was creeped out by him, “I didn’t provoke you, did I?”

Shen Yu retracted his gaze, his expression was unusually indifferent.

Shuangxu deliberately chose a seat farthest from He Tingzhou, sat down, and looked up, her eyes met briefly with He Tingzhou across from her.

The next second, Shuangxu looked away first, politely calling out, “Brother Tingzhou.”

He Tingzhou leaned back on the sofa, his posture relaxed and lazy, and didn’t bother with her.

Not far away, Zheng Zuye stood behind a pillar, his probing gaze secretly fixed on them.

The two of them, let alone having any affair, were strangers who hadn’t spoken more than ten sentences in their lives.

Shen Yu took two glasses of champagne from the waiter’s tray, handed one to He Tingzhou, “Why are you so late?”

“What’s wrong.” He Tingzhou took the wine, took a sip slowly, his tone was casual, “Someone misses me?”
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“Of course,” Left Bell immediately spilled the beans, “Someone wants to sleep with you.”

“Really?” He Tingzhou shook his wrist, the pale gold champagne swirling in the glass, “Who is it?”

“Damn, I was just kidding!” Yue Zifeng, who had boasted, confessed without being asked, “I was just using a figure of speech to praise your charm, figure of speech, you know? I don’t have any improper thoughts about you.”

“Even if you did, it’s useless.” He Tingzhou’s lips curled into a smile, a touch of debauchery in his eyes, “Babe, you gotta get in line.”

Yue Zifeng: “…”

“Master Zhou is in a good mood today, did you just come back from some gentle land?”

Shuangxu’s back tensed reflexively, she lowered her head and took a sip of wine, not seeing the light glance He Tingzhou cast at her.

He spoke leisurely, “You guess.”

The banquet was supposed to be joyful and festive, but Shen Yu was absent-minded throughout. He had something on his mind, quietly watching Yue Zifeng, who was joking around and laughing with a silly grin.

He had known Yue Zifeng longer than anyone else in the room, they were as close as brothers, but that didn’t stop him from wanting to punch him right now.