Volume One, Chapter 153: Bewitched by Love

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Shen Zhou is a madman! Xie Liuzheng reaffirmed this thought once again. But what could she do about falling for such a madman? After resting at home for a few days, Xie Liuzheng threw herself back into work. Shen Zhou, unlike before, did not disappear; instead, he sent her flowers and gifts every day. After a month, the two confirmed their romantic relationship.

“Shen Zhou, Wan Jie doesn’t allow me to date, so I can only see you in secret. I haven’t made it public—won’t you feel wronged?”
“No, I don’t care about those things.”

Shen Zhou held her close, leaning down to kiss her softly. “As long as you are mine, as long as you’re by my side, that’s enough.”

Xie Liuzheng felt happy and sweet, hugging Shen Zhou and kissing him several times. “I’m yours, forever yours.”

The two grew more and more in sync in bed, and Xie Liuzheng became increasingly enchanted by Shen Zhou.

“Shen Zhou, although I can’t introduce you to everyone, I must introduce you to my best girlfriend.”
Shen Zhou’s eyes flickered slightly. “That Xiao Yu?”
“What Xiao Yu? Her name is Song Qingyu—Qing as in language.”

Only after they got together did Xie Liuzheng learn that Shen Zhou was a mixed blood of Country Z and Country T. Although he could speak Mandarin, many of his phrases were still inaccurate, which was why at first he mistook Qingyu’s name for ‘little fish.’

“Alright, I’m curious too. I want to see what kind of person your beloved Qingyu really is.”

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Song Qingyu also wanted to see what kind of person Xie Liuzheng’s savior really was. This was Liuzheng’s first romance, and she was determined to keep a close watch.

The three agreed to meet at a Thai restaurant. When Song Qingyu arrived, Xie Liuzheng and Shen Zhou were already in a private room.

“Xiao Yu baby—”

Xie Liuzheng had been leaning against Shen Zhou’s chest, but seeing Song Qingyu enter, she immediately pushed Shen Zhou away and ran to her, hugging her affectionately. “It’s been so long, I’ve missed you so much.”

Song Qingyu knew where the focus was today and gently pushed Xie Liuzheng aside to look at the man opposite her.

Undeniably, Shen Zhou’s appearance was outstanding. His wildly difficult-to-manage dragon-whisker hairstyle seemed tailor-made for him, the kind that stunned at a glance.

“Xiao Yu baby, this is my boyfriend Shen Zhou. Shen Zhou, this is my Xiao Yu baby.”

Shen Zhou stood slowly and approached Song Qingyu. His dark eyes softly landed on her as he extended his hand. “Xiao Yu, hello. Liuzheng often talks about you.”

Song Qingyu shook his hand, and Xie Liuzheng immediately smiled. “Come, come, sit down and chat.”

Xie Liuzheng nudged Shen Zhou, “You go sit opposite.” Then she pulled Song Qingyu to sit beside her.

The restaurant’s waitstaff were all from Country T and spoke imperfect Mandarin. Shen Zhou communicated with them in Thai.

Xie Liuzheng leaned close to Song Qingyu’s ear and whispered, “Doesn’t his Thai sound lovely?”

Xie Liuzheng had previously shown Song Qingyu a short video where even the most handsome celebrities sounded strange when speaking Thai.

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But Shen Zhou was different. His voice was low and pleasant, and when he spoke Thai, it flowed smoothly. According to Xie Liuzheng, his voice was so alluring it could make one feel pregnant.

As the dishes arrived one by one, Xie Liuzheng kept serving Song Qingyu, attending to her every bite.

“Xiao Yu baby, open your mouth, ah—”

After two bites, Song Qingyu held back Xie Liuzheng’s hand and whispered, “I didn’t come here just to eat.”

Xie Liuzheng obediently sat back. “Ask away.”

Song Qingyu looked at Shen Zhou across the table. “Mr. Shen, I heard from Liuzheng that you’re a mixed blood of Country Z and Country T. Is your main business here or in Country T?”

“He mainly runs his business in Country T, but he also has several industries in the capital, including this restaurant.”

Song Qingyu gave Xie Liuzheng a glance.

Xie Liuzheng made a zipper-mouth gesture, signaling she wouldn’t say another word.

“Does Mr. Shen like Liuzheng?”

Shen Zhou’s dark eyes gazed at Xie Liuzheng with deep affection. “It’s not just like. It should be love.”

Such a simple sentence instantly made Xie Liuzheng’s cheeks flush.

“Has Mr. Shen looked into Liuzheng’s family?”

Xie Liuzheng’s expression shifted slightly as she tugged lightly on Song Qingyu’s arm.

Song Qingyu patted her hand. They had just met Shen Zhou and didn’t know him well.

Since Shen Zhou was a wealthy businessman, he surely valued family background. Could he truly accept someone like Liuzheng with her family’s history?

“I know.”

Xie Liuzheng looked at Shen Zhou in disbelief, as she had never spoken to him about her family.

Shen Zhou looked at her with tender indulgence. “I love Liuzheng for who she is, nothing to do with her family. Besides, my family has no prejudices about status. As long as we love each other, that’s enough.”

Xie Liuzheng was instantly overwhelmed with emotion. If there was anything she was most ashamed of in this life, it was her birth family.

Her parents were selfish and favored boys over girls, and her siblings wished the worst for each other.

After she became a star, they often demanded money from her, or else caused trouble.

Recently, it even made headlines. Just as Wan Yue was about to intervene, the news quickly disappeared.

Could it be—

Shen Zhou?

Seeing Shen Zhou nod at her, Xie Liuzheng’s eyes reddened. Finally, she had someone to protect her.

Song Qingyu noticed their exchanged looks and knew Liuzheng was already deeply in love; nothing she said would change that.

But she still said to Shen Zhou, “Mr. Shen, Liuzheng is a rare good girl. I hope you cherish her and love her well. Of course, if you hurt her, I won’t let you off.”

Shen Zhou smiled gently. “Naturally.”

His phone rang, and with a gentlemanly smile, he said, “Sorry, I’ll take this outside.”

Once he left, Xie Liuzheng hugged Song Qingyu affectionately. “Xiao Yu, I feel so happy right now.”

Song Qingyu teased her nose. “Be honest, did you fall for him because of his looks?”

“Hehe—”

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Xie Liuzheng smiled foolishly. “At first, it really was his looks. But then, I don’t know how, I started missing him when I couldn’t see him. He looks like a playboy on the surface but treats me so well. I used to wonder when I’d meet a man who loves me as much as Dirty Bao does—didn’t expect to find him so soon. I’m really lucky.”

For Song Qingyu, Liuzheng’s happiness was paramount.

“Has he said when he wants to get married?”

“Pfft—”

Xie Liuzheng laughed. “Baby, we’ve only just met. It’s not time to talk about marriage yet. Besides, I’m still rising in my career and don’t want to marry so soon.”

“What about him? Does he want to marry?”

“No. Oh my dear, marriage comes after a solid foundation of love. You and Dirty Bao are exceptions.”

Qingyu thought that made sense: develop the relationship first.

The door opened and Shen Zhou came back in.

“Hearing you mention Dirty Bao, who is he?”

Xie Liuzheng was quick-witted. “He’s Xiao Yu baby’s husband, Pei Jingmo. He’s just a bit dark-skinned. Standing with Xiao Yu, they look like Dirty Bao and Snow Meiniang—that’s why I gave him that nickname.”

Shen Zhou smiled softly. “Whoever marries Miss Song must be a remarkable man.”

Xie Liuzheng pouted. “A construction worker.”

Song Qingyu pinched Xie Liuzheng’s waist. “Construction workers are the best kind of construction workers.”

“Yes, yes, Dirty Bao is the best man in the world.”

Xie Liuzheng smiled at Shen Zhou. “I’ll introduce you to them someday.”

“Sure.”

The meal went quite well. Afterward, Xie Liuzheng wanted to see Song Qingyu home, but she declined. “I need to go back to the office. I won’t hog your love today.”

After Song Qingyu left, Xie Liuzheng smiled. “Let’s go back too. Later, I need to study the script—”

Before she finished, Shen Zhou pulled her onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her slender waist. He nuzzled her fair neck and whispered, “Xiao Yu baby?”

His low, pleasant voice sent tingles down her spine.

Xie Liuzheng shivered involuntarily and instinctively shrank her neck. Knowing Shen Zhou was jealous, she quickly said, “Xiao Yu is my best girlfriend. I’m just used to calling her that.”

“Is that so? Then what should you call me?”

Blushing, Xie Liuzheng glanced at him. “You wouldn’t want me to call you Zhou baby, would you?”

Shen Zhou chuckled lowly, his mischievous hand slipping beneath her clothes. “I allow you to call me that.”

“No!”

Xie Liuzheng pressed his hand down. “We’re in a restaurant. I still have things to do later.”

“Don’t worry. No one will come in without my permission.”

Shen Zhou was a very capable man; he knew exactly where Xie Liuzheng’s sensitive spots were and always quickly made her surrender.

Before long, Xie Liuzheng was lost in a haze of passion, and Shen Zhou’s forehead glistened with a thin sheen of sweat. Yet, when he looked into her eyes, there was little emotion.