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Chapter 28 Pretending to be Ignorant When You Know the Truth

Cheng Zheng replied indifferently, "I don't care what others think."

"But I do care," Lin Shuyao deliberately took a half step closer, looking up at his taut jawline. "What if I get a boyfriend in the future and he misunderstands me? That would be terrible."

Cheng Zheng's eyes darkened.

His gaze, fixed on her upturned face, fell heavily on her side.

"Then don't date."

"You're going to meddle in everything, even my dating life?" Lin Shuyao said coquettishly, her eyes sparkling like amber dipped in honey.

"I allow you to manage things, you're my boss. Comrade Cheng Zheng, thank you for buying me a quilt." She smiled and smoothed things over.

Cheng Zheng's lips tightened, his attitude indifferent: "Your deduction of points in the internal affairs inspection is a disgrace to the entire department."

The implication is that they bought her a blanket only because they were afraid she would embarrass the department.

Lin Shuyao was momentarily speechless and secretly pouted.

That scoundrel of a man is so stubborn.

However, she liked to pry open his stubbornness and look forward to his witty remarks.

"Comrade Cheng Zheng," Lin Shuyao suddenly stood on tiptoe and gently hooked her fingers around his sleeve, "I want to eat candied hawthorn."

As soon as she finished speaking, she lowered her head and bit into the top hawthorn on the candied hawthorn in his hand, the rock sugar making a soft crunching sound between her lips and teeth.

"Mmm...so sweet."

With a hawthorn berry in her full red lips, she looked up at him and smiled, her eyes shimmering with warmth.

A tiny sugar stain glistened slightly at the corner of her lips.

Cheng Zheng's Adam's apple bobbed, and his fingers unconsciously tightened as he held the bamboo skewer.

Lin Shuyao casually took the candied hawthorn and took a bite of the second one.

Then he frowned slightly: "There are still several left, I can't eat anymore."

She handed him the candied hawthorn skewer again, the sugar coating glistening under the light: "Why don't you help me finish it?"

"I don't eat sweets." Cheng Zheng turned his face away, his jawline slightly tense.

"Just try one, it's really delicious." Lin Shuyao raised her hand and gently pressed the candied hawthorn to his lips.

Cheng Zheng paused for two seconds, then finally lowered his head and took a bite from her hand.

The crisp sweetness of rock sugar and the slight tartness of hawthorn melted in his mouth as he slowly chewed, his deep gaze falling on her beautiful, upturned face.

Lin Shuyao smiled at him, her cat-like eyes clear and bright, like ripples on spring water, silently captivating: "I wasn't lying to you, was I? Isn't it delicious?"

Cheng Zheng's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he swallowed the last bit of sweet and sour taste, his gaze still fixed on her face, and he gave a deep "hmm".

Lin Shuyao's lips curled up smugly.

"Then you can eat the rest."

She deliberately held the candied hawthorn to his lips again, and just as he was about to open his mouth to take a bite, she said coquettishly, "You hold it, my arm is getting tired~"

Hey.

I still want her to feed me.

Cheng Zheng's expression froze for a moment, and he was about to reach out to take it when Lin Shuyao pulled her hand back and said with a smile, "Let me feed you instead."

She pronounced the word "feed" so lightly and softly, like a feather brushing against his eardrum.

"Open your mouth, Comrade Cheng Zheng~"

Cheng Zheng lowered his eyes and swept them over her smiling face. His gaze deepened, his Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he parted his thin lips to take in the sugar-coated hawthorn.

A string of candied hawthorns completely solved the problem.

Cheng Zheng took the empty wooden slip and found a place to throw it away.

The two walked side by side.

As Lin Shuyao passed the wardrobe counter, she was suddenly stopped by a strange man.

The other person was a young man in his early twenties, wearing glasses and with a refined appearance. He was holding a light pink polyester shirt and looked at her somewhat shyly.

"Comrade, I'm so sorry, could you please try this on for me? It's my sister's birthday tomorrow, and I want to surprise her, but I'm worried the size won't fit. My sister's figure looks about the same as yours."

It was a small favor, and Lin Shuyao agreed without much thought.

She turned to look at Cheng Zheng, who was carrying things in his hands, and it was indeed inconvenient for him to just stand there and wait.

"Why don't you go put your things in the car first? I'll come find you after I try on the clothes."

Cheng Zheng glanced at the man, then at Lin Shuyao, his jaw tightening almost imperceptibly. He didn't speak, turned around, picked up his things, and walked towards the stairwell. His back was straight, yet it inexplicably exuded a cold hardness.

Lin Shuyao didn't pay much attention, took the clothes into the fitting room, and came out a moment later after changing.

The light pink polyester shirt hugged her figure perfectly, making her skin appear as white as snow. Her newly cut collarbone-length hair was casually braided into a scorpion braid and hung down her back, with a few wisps of hair softly falling beside her cheeks. When she looked up, her eyes were clear and her lips were naturally rosy. Against the backdrop of the pink shirt, she resembled a pink lotus flower glistening with morning dew, fresh and dazzling.

"It fits me well, and it should fit your sister too."

Lin Shuyao smiled at the unfamiliar man, her two dimples looking sweet and beautiful.

The other person was stunned for a moment, their face flushed, and they quickly pushed up their glasses: "Thank you, comrade! This outfit looks good on you too. How about I buy it and give it to you as a thank you for your help?"

"No need," Lin Shuyao immediately shook her head. "It's just a small favor. You should buy it for your sister; she'll definitely like it."

"Don't mention it, I think this outfit suits you really well," the other person said, their tone becoming more enthusiastic. They took another half step forward. "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person. My name is Chen Xiangming, and I work in the publicity department of the textile factory. Thank you so much for today. If you think the clothes are too expensive, how about I buy you a soda? Or a movie would be fine too!"

Lin Shuyao was about to politely decline—

"Shen Qing."

A deep, cold voice sounded from behind.

Lin Shuyao turned around, and Cheng Zheng had returned at some point, standing a few steps behind her. His expression was calm, his gaze fixed intently on her pink shirt.

Lin Shuyao smiled at him.

Cheng Zheng stepped forward and stood beside her, his posture casual, yet perfectly positioned to keep Chen Xiangming from leaning forward.

"Have you tried it?" He looked down at her.

Lin Shuyao nodded.

Cheng Zheng looked at the sales clerk and said, "We'll take this one she's wearing."

He then said to Lin Shuyao, "Pick a few more suitable outfits."

Lin Shuyao's eyes lit up, and she quickly turned around, her fingertips lingering among the clothes racks.

Although she couldn't understand why the devil wanted to buy her clothes, she never hesitated to spend a man's money.

Of course, she is also selective about men.

Not every man is worthy of spending money on her.

With a haughty tilt of her head, she brushed her fingertips across the row of shelves and then took down a few items.

A bright yellow dress, a light blue pleated skirt, and a white short-sleeved shirt with delicate ruffles at the neckline.

"I'll give it a try. If you get bored while waiting, find somewhere to sit down."

Generally, gay men don't like to go shopping with women, and she assumed Cheng Zheng was the same way, so she said something and then took the clothes into the fitting room.

She lingered inside, trying on all three outfits.

He even stared at himself in the mirror for a long time.

When they came out, Cheng Zheng was still standing by the counter, as if he hadn't left at all.

"Have you tried it?" he asked.

Lin Shuyao nodded.

Cheng Zheng paid the money and cloth coupons efficiently and took several bulging paper bags.

The stranger, who hadn't left, was still waiting nearby. Seeing Lin Shuyao about to leave, he quickly approached her and asked, "Could we exchange contact information?"

He didn't want to give up.

Even though there was a man waiting for Lin Shuyao.

"I'm leaving." Cheng Zheng coldly uttered two words to Lin Shuyao and strode towards the stairwell.

Lin Shuyao didn't want to get involved with the strange man either, mainly because she was a looks-obsessed person and the strange man's appearance didn't fit her aesthetic at all. He looked weak and frail, like a pretty boy, and his sexuality was too strong.

"Excuse me, my partner is calling me."

She nodded apologetically and turned to chase after Cheng Zheng.

"Wait for me!"

She jogged to Cheng Zheng's side. Cheng Zheng slowed his pace slightly. Lin Shuyao looked at his cold, hard profile and tentatively asked, "Did you hear me talking to him just now?"

Cheng Zheng: "What did you say?"

Lin Shu-yao: "It's just saying I rejected him."

Cheng Zheng: "No."

Lin Shuyao blinked: "Then do you want to know how I rejected him?"

Cheng Zheng: "I don't want to."

Lin Shuyao tilted her head slightly and said playfully, "Then I'll tell you anyway."

"what ever."

Lin Shuyao smiled and said, "I just told him that my boyfriend is calling me and I have to go."

Cheng Zheng remained silent.

"I lied to him and said you were my boyfriend, are you angry?"

"no."

"Then why aren't you angry? Do you want me to be your boyfriend?"

"In no mood."

"Then why are you so good to me, buying me so many things? I only spend my partner's money. In that case, I can't keep these things. You should return them."

"..."

Cheng Zheng's face darkened.

Doesn't she know that she and he are related by blood? Is she pretending not to know?