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"Sir, do you need me to ask the young lady to come up?" Wan Song asked for instructions.
Zhou Zhenghui was brought back to his senses by his subordinate’s voice, and at this moment, he felt an intense heat throughout his body, with a particular unrest still burning within him, he responded in a hoarse, muffled laugh, "No need."
Wan Song detected the displeasure in his master’s tone and immediately stepped back a few paces, not daring to speak any further.
At the same time, he recalled the schoolgirl downstairs, who was, in the five years he had followed his master, the first woman he had seen come so close to him.
Although he did not know the exact situation in the room at the time, the faint sobs he had heard were enough for him to finally realize that his master was a normal man.
Don’t be fooled by his master’s strong work capability and his usually gentle demeanor towards others. That’s all just a facade.
In reality, if someone not deemed a friend or family member were to die in front of him, he could continue conversing and laughing without changing his expression.
A gentleman of authority with a gentle smile but an extremely cold heart inside.
Zhou Zhenghui watched as the young girl delighted in playing with the peach blossom petals in her hand below, gradually calming the unrest in his body.
Observing the girl laughing happily and sweetly with her companions, beneath his peach blossom eyes lurked even more hidden undercurrents. He gave the indifferent command, "Prepare the car."
"Yes, Sir." Hearing the tone of his master, Wan Song immediately sensed something was amiss and acted with prompt efficiency.
"Go to the entrance of First Middle School." The city government and the entrance of First Middle School were in opposite directions; it would take roughly fifteen or sixteen minutes to get there from here.
This implies that there were very few vehicles on the road at the moment.
However, for a young girl walking from the back hill to the school’s entrance, with companions frolicking in between, it would definitely take at least twenty minutes or more.
Wan Song’s estimated timing was not wrong. By the time he drove to the school entrance, he had waited nearly twenty minutes before he saw three or five young girls saying goodbye at the school gate.
"Sir, Miss Xie Jingzi has come out."
The man, who had been working in the car for nearly thirty minutes, only put away the report in his hands after hearing his subordinate’s report. Instead, he rolled down the car window, looking towards the schoolgirl saying goodbye to everyone; a light breeze lifted her hair to her shoulders, scattering it.
Xie Jingzi was unaware that someone had been tailing her in a car all the way, until she suddenly realized that there was an old peach tree in the alley behind her house, with pale white peach blossom petals blooming, lightly lifted by the wind, blurring her vision.
Since moving to the county town, her life had been entangled in trivial matters like studying well at school and taking care of her family after school. Now, finally taking a leisure moment amidst the busy, she discovered the beautiful spring scenery all along the path from her school to her home.
"So beautiful..." But she had changed.
Xie Jingzi let out a quiet sigh in her heart, looking at those pale and blush petals, a bitter sourness surged in her heart. The sense of loss and sadness made her eyes misty and red. She bit down hard on her pale, bloodless lips, refusing to let her tears come easily.
When Zhou Zhenghui saw her stop walking, he ordered the car to stop.
The girl, immersed in her inner turmoil, did not notice someone approaching her, someone who even obscured her figure behind the car so that she could no longer be seen from the outside.
Xie Jingzi raised her hand, attempting to rub away the moisture in her eyes, but someone unexpectedly grasped her wrist and pulled. Startled, she turned her head and met Zhou Zhenghui’s mesmerizing peach blossom eyes. He pulled her abruptly, and her body nimbly crashed into his solid embrace.
"You!" Xie Jingzi shrank back in fear, "Why, why are you here!"
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