Chapter 3, Doubts

No matter what, Zhi Lu was unwilling to ask again. She pressed her lips together and gave a playful smile, saying, "It's really nothing." After saying this, she leaned slightly, tidied up her bag, and stood up to go settle the bill, only to find that the coffee prices at this place were surprisingly double that of an ordinary coffee shop, leaving her momentarily stunned

All self-esteem was shattered in an instant, and Zhi Lu's hands cramped as she supported herself on the table to stand up, extending her hand and saying: "Please return my resume to me"

Deng Muhua patted her and said, "Would you like me to sing 'The Soul of Sanlü Doctor, Come Back'?"

"Not at all, I still have many questions," Zhi Lu said with a smile. "Although I don't quite understand, I know that these analyses are things others want to hear but cannot access. If I take notes and bring them back to benefit the public, wouldn't that be great?"

In a daze, Ye Zhong'e had already walked in front of her. She was startled and hurried to catch up, taking her wallet to pay as well

From their narrative, it quickly became clear the general outline of their emotional development. Much like in that movie, the two were once very good friends and jokingly said that if they were still unmarried by the age of 30, they would marry each other. At the time of making this statement, it was not that they had no feelings for each other, but rather that the joking aspect was more prominent; upon meeting again, both seemed to have a sense of resignation.

Deng Muhua's expression changed strangely and continuously, ultimately transforming into a long sigh as he lamented: "With such a husband and such a family background, which woman would be willing to divorce? Oh, it must be that he has wronged you. During that time, you drank every day, didn't you? It was because of this, right? Zhong Zhilü, you are truly foolish. If I had known it would be like this, I would have joined you for drinks, that would have been good."

On one side, Deng Muhua was confused, "What Secretary Ye?"

Due to not taking sleeping pills that night, Zhi Lu lay in bed with icy hands and feet, unable to fall asleep. She knew she needed rest, but her brain cells refused to stop, replaying the events of the day over and over again, one scene following another in an endless cycle. She picked up a book to read, but found it impossible to concentrate. Unable to endure any longer, she sat up in bed with her laptop, searching online for methods to treat insomnia. There were indeed many solutions, filling the screen, but not a single one was useful. The night was quiet, with only the sound of her typing echoing in the room.

She ran too quickly and almost fell into his arms. Once she steadied herself, she introduced her identity and purpose, requesting an interview. If he is unavailable at the moment, they can schedule a time.

After resting at home for two days, when she returned to work, Deng Muhua noticed that she had become even more haggard. Upon inquiring about the situation, he scolded her irritably: "You are really foolish; with such a significant matter, why didn't you seek help from others?"

Ye Zhong'e instinctively grasped her hand, but soon felt it was inappropriate and quickly released it, saying: "I am inviting you, please do not argue with me"

Zhi Lu forced a smile, wanting to say something, but habitually felt dizzy and experienced tinnitus again. In a daze, she had almost forgotten what she was about to say.

Looking back now, it seems strange, and I do not understand why I was so oblivious back then, thinking that my relationship with him was merely a simple friendship. Perhaps it was indeed because she lacked emotional sensitivity. Before meeting Ye Zhongke, she had experienced a shallow and vague affection, but that was all in high school. Few people have read as many books as she has, and she has no idea how much love she has encountered in literature. However, when it happened to her, it felt incredible and difficult to comprehend. She and Tao Ru began their relationship in a muddled way; before he went abroad, they had not even held hands. Before he left, he asked her to wait for him, and she simply replied, "Okay". Upon entering university, the Chinese department was always characterized by a predominance of females over males. Among the boys in her department and the college, none could capture her heart, even though everyone else was busy dating. It seemed as if she was insulated from it all, and there was truly no boy who could move her. Her roommate, Luo Luo, analyzed this situation and concluded that: you are too outstanding, and your standards are too high, making it unlikely for you to be attracted to an ordinary person.

In that moment, I truly felt a fire igniting from the depths of my heart. Zhi Lu smiled, and after finishing her laughter, she smiled once more. Regardless of anything else, yes, there are still people who treat her well

"Ah, very good," Zhi Lu replied casually. In fact, she had not visited Ye Zhongke's parents' home since the divorce. The last time she went was to inform them of the divorce. Her father-in-law, Ye Qingmao, had always been kind and even somewhat fond of her, but that day he looked terrifyingly gloomy. He did not scold her; instead, he called Ye Zhongke into the study and gave him a scolding. She did not hear what was said, but she saw Ye Zhongke come out looking dejected. He had always been spirited and full of life, but that time, he walked out with his head down, as if he never wanted to lift it again.

She stared blankly at the green light as it illuminated, and after a moment, tightened her shoulder bag and jogged a few steps to catch up with the other pedestrians, arriving at the opposite street. In the distance, the bus stop was bustling with people, and feeling timid, she suddenly remembered that there was a subway station nearby. She paused her steps and changed direction to leave.

In the past, Lu rarely cared about what he wore, nor did she know the brands of his clothes, which were always sent to a specialized shop for dry cleaning. Before their divorce, when she was packing his clothes, she discovered that he was actually quite particular, as his clothing was basically limited to two or three brands. In contrast, she was completely different; when she had the time, she would deliberately dress up, but most of the time, she would simply tidy herself up and leave the house looking neat. They were entirely different from other families. Their friends would joke, wondering how Ye Zhongke could tolerate it.

Deng Muhua learned about her health condition from He Qingning and blocked all the alcohol for her. After enduring until the end of the meal, she dragged her exhausted and weary body home

Yang Li made a sound of acknowledgment, indicating that she understood. Holding the book and notebook, she paused on the stairs without turning back and said, "Sister Zhi Lu, my mother's case..." This was the first time in several days that she mentioned her mother, her voice very soft, as if she were speaking to herself

Zhi Lu smiled and lowered her head, neither expressing her opinion nor speaking. While others were doing everything possible to get married, she was ruthlessly kicked out of marriage. Alone and isolated, with nothing left, she thought that if she had known it would be like this, she should have listened to Ye Zhong'e at that time and had a child; perhaps if they had a child, they would not have divorced. Marriage is like a besieged city, where only one key can open one lock. The joys and sorrows within it can truly only be understood by oneself. Alone and isolated, with nothing left, she thought that if she had known it would be like this, she should have listened to Ye Zhong'e at that time and had a child; perhaps if they had a child, they would not have divorced. Marriage is like a besieged city, where only one key can open one lock. The joys and sorrows within it can truly only be understood by oneself. Some can thrive in water like fish, while others are trapped in a city of sorrow.

I never expected to see Dai Liu again so soon, and in such close proximity to Ye Zhong'e. Dai Liu's smile was as radiant as a blooming flower, as she turned back to the television station, glancing back three times with each step.

Zhi Lu smiled wryly and said, "That is not the case. I only started experiencing insomnia after the divorce"

In that fleeting moment when she turned her head, she saw Ye Zhong'e's car parked not far from the entrance of the provincial television station. It was not a designated parking area, indicating that he was more likely to be inside the station on business. It was quite difficult not to recognize his car, especially since the license plate was all too familiar. The windows were tightly closed, the car's lines were simple and smooth, subtly gleaming with a chrome luster. The car was so impressive that it attracted the attention of many.

Zhi Lu smiled slightly and said, "Both my parents work in a bank." Moreover, since she was going to interview him, she had to be well-prepared. One of Zhi Lu's strengths was her exceptional ability to gather information and summarize it comprehensively. She could always become an expert in that field in the shortest time possible, and her skill in guiding conversations meant she always had something to discuss with others. However, this time, no matter how well-prepared she was, she was still out of her depth. Initially, there was a back-and-forth exchange of questions and answers, but the topic was soon taken over by Ye Zhongke, leaving her completely stuck in the middle, unable to contribute even half a sentence. She could only shake her pen and take notes, no longer asking questions.

Last night, she still did not sleep well, taking several sleeping pills just to manage to sleep for a while. In her dreams, she vaguely heard footsteps pacing above her head. This morning, if it weren't for Yang Li calling her, she would have hardly been able to get out of bed. She was too tired to walk, and more importantly, there was something troubling her heart, so she nodded and said, "Thank you then"

Zhi Lu bent down in front of her, picking up one piece after another, gathering them, and then leaving

The expression of hesitation was evident in Ye Zhong'e's eyes, and he raised an eyebrow with interest, asking, "What exactly do you want to ask?"

Zhi Lu knew he was busy, shook her head, "No need to trouble you, the subway is nearby"

Master Zhang shook his head, "Isn't it always like this after a divorce? My sister is the same; after she divorced my brother-in-law, within just a couple of days, she became so haggard that she was unrecognizable."

Such a tacit understanding is probably not established in just one or two recent blind dates. Zhi Lu put down the small blue-and-white porcelain bowl used for serving congee and said, "Actually, I wasn't thinking about much. If you must ask, I was wondering how the two of you met."

Zhi Lu awkwardly uttered an "oh"; she truly could not recall when she had met this doctor, which was quite embarrassing

It was last year when Secretary Ye's wife, Ms. Liu, was hospitalized for appendicitis. I had seen Mr. Ye and Reporter Zhong during that time, as they were coming in and out of the hospital every day, so I have some impression of them. " He Qingning smiled as he turned his head towards Zhi Lu, "By the way, how is Ms. Liu's health now"

Startled, she looked in the mirror and saw that her skin tone was nearly transparent, with veins seemingly visible, which was indeed an unhealthy sign. Zhi Lu recalled her recent insomnia, dizziness, and tinnitus, and nodded. She was aware of her physical condition and believed that it was indeed necessary to go to the hospital for an examination

Not long after being with Ye Zhong'e, Zhi Lu first heard about Dai Liu. At that time, Dai Liu was thriving as a broadcaster and was also getting very close to Ye Zhong'e. The undercurrents of any society are turbulent, with various forces rising and falling. It is impossible for a young and beautiful woman to establish herself in a competitive provincial television station and securely hold the position of the top news anchor without a powerful backing. According to rumors, Dai Liu's backing was Ye Zhong'e. The undercurrents of any society are turbulent, with various forces rising and falling. It is impossible for a young and beautiful woman to establish herself in a competitive provincial television station and securely hold the position of the top news anchor without a powerful backing. According to rumors, Dai Liu's backing was Ye Zhong'e.

Zhi Lu took a deep breath and said: "Mr. Ye, do you think it is possible for bank-affiliated funds, that is, funds issued by banks themselves, to be realized in the coming years? If so, what impact will it have on the market?"

Zhi Lu helplessly replied, "Doctor He, I can't sleep without sleeping pills. I am exhausted, but for some reason, I just can't fall asleep"

Although the words are sweet, the process of falling in love is not without its challenges. The couple has had many disputes over this matter. At her insistence, they resolutely avoid expensive places whenever they go out for meals or movies, as she insists on splitting the bill. She refuses to accept clothes he buys for her and never agrees to receive gifts from him, with the sole exception of a delicately crafted platinum necklace, which she only accepted after he lost his temper.

The publishing house has provided cars for the chief editors, and Deng Muhua also has one, a small silver car. She is not very bold and does not drive fast, moving slowly and leisurely on the road, being overtaken by countless vehicles.

"How can this be acceptable? It is I who is interviewing you, how can I allow you to incur expenses?" Zhi Lu said with a resolute expression, seriously stating, "Mr. Ye, I am not joking with you; I mean it. This is a matter of principle."

Deng Muhua could not help but laugh, "We have known each other for a long time, but I didn't expect to meet again during the blind date."

The car was moving very fast, and soon they arrived at the building where her workplace was located. She mustered her strength to open the car door and got out, saying to the driver, "Thank you, Master Zhang"; then she turned to Ye Zhong'e and uttered a "Thank you" before falling silent, unsure of how to address him. Her lips moved, but no sound came out.

Subsequent meetings appeared to be rather deliberate. Ye Zhong'e called her frequently, inviting her out from time to time. She found him to be exceptionally graceful, capable of handling every matter with great care; his knowledge was extremely vast, and conversing with him was highly beneficial for her; he was the best mentor and friend.

During the time that this thought appeared and vanished, Ye Zhong'e turned his head, his gaze casually sweeping through the air, finally coming to rest in the direction where Zhi Lu was located

She replied: "I have already eaten and am planning to return to the office"

Zhi Lu understood and lowered her voice to ask: "How about the blind date from last time? Not bad, right?"

Uncertain how much time had passed, a sound suddenly emerged in her ears, a very faint and low rumble, rhythmically resonating. At first, it sounded like friction, but upon closer listening, it resembled the sound of dripping water. Zhi Lu's vigilance was relatively high, perhaps due to the lack of activities at night. She sat up and focused her attention again, but the sound had vanished. After lying down for a moment, the sound reappeared, this time seemingly more urgent, hurried. The sudden emergence and disappearance of sounds in the middle of the night always frightened her, but today felt different. She buried her head in her knees, sorrowfully thinking that she had begun to hallucinate. After lying down for a moment, the sound reappeared, this time seemingly more urgent, hurried. The sudden emergence and disappearance of sounds in the middle of the night always frightened her, but today felt different. She buried her head in her knees, sorrowfully thinking that she had begun to hallucinate.

Zhi Lu shook her head with a smile

After the person approached, they warmly chatted with Deng Muhua for a moment, then turned to look at Zhi Lu, slightly taken aback.

The first genuine face-to-face encounter occurred not long ago when she went for an interview at the television station. Upon pushing the door open, she was taken aback to find that the interviewer was Dai Liu. Zhi Lu felt quite embarrassed but still mustered the courage to sit down.

Zhi Lu was taken aback, smiled awkwardly, and repeatedly apologized

Just as she was thinking, Deng Muhua threw a makeup mirror at her and said: "Take a look at your current appearance, your skin is as pale as a ghost. You should go to the hospital for a full check-up. After lunch, I will take you there"

Later, Ye Zhong'e said that it was the first time he realized her temper was even more stubborn than that of a donkey. Even after paying, she did not have enough money for a second transfer, and ultimately took an hour to return to school, yet she still insisted on paying.

Fortunately, Ye Zhong'e's thoughts were not here. He simply looked at her, remaining silent. Their gazes met in the air, and in that instant, it seemed as if something happened. It resonated in her ears; she lowered her eyes and turned back to the company

Very good. Zhi Lu glanced at him. It turned out that he still cared about her a little. In that moment, it was as if she had returned to the beginning. She had a fever, so high that she was unaware of her surroundings, lying in the hospital receiving an IV drip, sometimes in a deep sleep, sometimes awake. Each time she woke up, she saw him sitting by her bedside, holding her hand all the while

Zhi Lu furrowed her brow, displaying a rare expression of anxious fatigue. From the side, her features appeared gentle, with long eyelashes that fluttered slightly. She was the kind of person who was very easy on the eyes; at first glance, she was beautiful, and upon closer inspection, she was even more captivating, never failing to hold one's gaze. Although her complexion was pale at that moment, if one were to touch her, she would surely feel soft and warm.

He was extremely angry and wanted to explode, but when he saw her face, he couldn't bring himself to do it. In the end, he transformed all his anger into the strength of his embrace, wishing he could embed her into his own body. He said word by word: "Zhong Zhilü, listen carefully, we will not be separated"

His gaze swept over and he said, "Why are you suddenly thinking about getting a check-up? Has something happened recently?"

The car started moving again, and Ye Zhong'e looked at the tall buildings by the street, softly saying: "Times have changed."

In recent days, her insomnia symptoms have been more severe than ever before. Previously, taking sleeping pills would be effective, but now, even after taking them, they have no effect at all. After struggling to fall asleep, she finds that as soon as she opens her eyes, it is already bright outside, and she has no choice but to get up for work. At this moment, Yang Li exemplifies the notion that children from poor families mature early; she gets up quite early, and for the past few days, she has been the one preparing breakfast. This child is indeed very understanding, and Zhi Lu cannot help but think that the rewards seem to come a bit too quickly.

He looked at her and politely asked, "May I ask what you would like to interview about?"

Yang Li gently said: "Once you go to the study, I will no longer hear the sound of you opening the door"

Finally, she has endured until the light outside the window gradually brightens. Her eyes cannot open, yet she still does not wish to sleep, feeling that at this moment, she is several times more exhausted than when she lay down last night. Continuing like this, she does not know how many more days she can endure.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Deng Muhua drove the car to the parking lot, took out his phone, and said, "Someone will come to pick us up shortly." As expected, the person who arrived was a doctor with a strong scholarly demeanor, wearing glasses and sporting a friendly smile.

The next day, she called the number of his office, expecting it to be a telephone interview. She had prepared paper, a pen, and an economics dictionary at hand, but to her surprise, he invited her out. She felt as if she were heading to a banquet at Hongmen, yet for the sake of the article, she steeled herself and went.

Yang Li has returned, lying on the coffee table in the living room to do her homework. Upon seeing her come back, I poured her some water, handed her the slippers, and asked if she wanted to take a shower

That afternoon, Lu was lost in thought. In the evening, the unit organized a celebration for the increase in magazine circulation, and a group of colleagues agreed to go out and indulge in extravagant food and drink at the expense of public funds

She smiled as she looked down at the manuscript

Zhi Lu thought for a moment, "The college entrance examination essay is merely a formulaic piece. What one writes is not important; what matters is that the handwriting is neat and there are no grammatical errors"

Hello, Doctor He." Zhi Lu smiled and extended her hand

He Qingning smiled and added from the side: "Have you seen the movie 'My Best Friend's Wedding'? It's pretty much like that."

As Dai Liu relaxed his hand, a snow-white piece of paper flew out from the folder and fell to the ground

Deng Muhua glared, "Do you think I am not driving fast enough? Why don't you try driving yourself?"

As if in a normal interview, Dai Liu asked her some basic questions, to which she responded accordingly. The room contained only the two of them, and Dai Liu casually flipped through her resume, laughing pleasantly after a moment, and slowly began to speak: "Zhong Zhilü, you need not exert yourself; I invited you for this interview merely to see what you look like now. The television station will not hire you, and no other news organization will either. Do you not understand the reasoning behind this? Without Ye Zhongke, you are nothing."

Hanging up the phone, there is a red light ahead

Have you eaten?" After a pause, Ye Zhong'e spoke, his voice deep and pleasant

Ye Zhong'e saw her figure disappear at the door and took out his phone to call his assistant, Xiao Liu: "Please help me contact Director Wang of the Central Hospital."

After speaking, Ye Zhong'e raised the corners of his eyebrows and mouth simultaneously, slowly revealing a charming smile. His deep features were so vivid that they evoked a desire to touch them. She stood before him, looking up at him, smiling with the same calm and composed demeanor.

It was still early, and they went out together for dinner. The hospital was located in the city center, where there were many nice restaurants nearby. Since Zhi Lu had to undergo a blood test early the next morning and could not eat anything too greasy, He Qingning invited them to a congee shop to have porridge. The congee shop was quite lively, bustling with people and filled with the sounds of chatter. It was rush hour, and looking down from the second floor window, the streets were crowded with a throng of people, the road was wide, and the crowd flowed in both directions, all hurrying along, each face bearing a similar expression.

The results of the comprehensive examination, "Zhi Lu added a remark, 'I had a comprehensive examination yesterday.'"

Deng Muhua was also surprised, "When did you meet?"

He opened the car door for her to get in, resembling an ancient gentleman, so polite that it made one want to praise him. Zhi Lu's lips curled into a slight smile; after all, they had shared a bed for two or three years, so why was he being so formal now? He did not ask her where she worked, nor did she say, but after getting in the car, he told the driver, "Go to Southeast Publishing House." Zhi Lu's heart stirred; it seemed he already knew about her new job. However, it was not surprising; he had always been well-informed, and his secretaries and assistants were all exceptionally capable. He did not ask her where she worked, nor did she say, but after getting in the car, he told the driver, "Go to Southeast Publishing House." Zhi Lu's heart stirred; it seemed he already knew about her new job. However, it was not surprising; he had always been well-informed, and his secretaries and assistants were all exceptionally capable.

Obtain the test report

He Qingning asked: "Have you ever suffered from insomnia?"

Such exquisite irony

Do you plan to become a journalist in the future

All along, she did not care much about who Ye Zhong'e was dating; the past was of no concern to her, and she had no interest in knowing, as it would only add to her troubles. At that time, Ye Zhong'e was nearly thirty, a thoroughly mature man with rich masculine charm, a successful career, and an elegant demeanor. She was not foolish enough to think that before her appearance, Ye Zhong'e had not been involved with other women. Judging by his methods of pursuing her, he was quite skilled and experienced in dealing with women. In this regard, she was wise and open-minded; she would not be troubled by some nonsensical rumors.

Zhi Lu felt a sharp pain in her arm, and only after a while did she realize that Deng Muhua had pinched her hard.

They sat in the back seat, where the rear seats remained comfortable, just as soft as before, with a faint scent of leather. The driver had not changed either; it was still Master Zhang, who was always smiling. For the first time in these days, Zhi Lu's brain actively began to feel drowsy, unable to resist the urge to doze off, yet somehow, she did not dare to. Theoretically, he had seen and understood her in every possible way, and there should be no embarrassment left. However, the existence of the words "divorce" had forcibly drawn an insurmountable chasm between the two of them. Theoretically, he had seen and understood her in every possible way, and there should be no embarrassment left. However, the existence of the words "divorce" had forcibly drawn an insurmountable chasm between the two of them.

At that time, the general public had no idea what a fund was, and bank-affiliated funds were even more unheard of; Ye Zhong'e clearly did not expect anyone to raise such a question, his eyelid twitched, and he said: "Are you a student of the finance department?"

I had thought that after the divorce, I would not see him again for a long time. This reunion is truly unexpected. Zhi Lu stood quietly in place, lowering her gaze for a moment. When she raised her eyes, he had already come before her, calling her name: "Zhi Lu."

The meeting place was a café with a very pleasant and quiet atmosphere, featuring private booths. He ordered coffee for her, which she did not like to drink, but out of politeness, she forced herself to take a couple of sips.

Deng Muhua frowned, "He has not wronged you, why do you want a divorce?"

At this moment, Zhi Lu had no intention of concealing, "I majored in Chinese during my undergraduate studies, and I am now studying journalism"

Ye Zhong'e is dressed in a dark Zegna suit, featuring a delicate and unique pattern, complemented by a striped tie and a white shirt underneath, with the cuffs slightly visible, exuding an extraordinary demeanor. There are two types of people in the world: one type is enhanced by their clothing, while the other type does not require any embellishment from attire and can look good in anything. He is undoubtedly of the latter type

At that moment, Ye Zhong'e's expression darkened suddenly, his voice sharp as ice: "Zhong Zhilü, have you had enough? What do you take me for?"

Zhi Lu pressed her forehead and asked, "Why don't you go to the study to do your homework?"

Ye Zhong'e gazed intently at the woman who had once been his wife, and then asked, "What are you doing here at this time?"

At that time, she had just started her graduate studies. Due to her major in journalism, she joined the reporting and editing team of the campus newspaper. She indeed had a talent for journalism, and after writing only a few articles, she had already gained some recognition. One of her news articles reflecting the life of university students was published in the provincial daily newspaper. It was during this time that she received the assignment to interview Ye Zhongke.

Zhi Lu nodded

Deng Muhua rarely showed an embarrassed expression, and for a moment, his cheeks turned slightly red

I am also about to go over there, I will accompany you

She recalled how He Qingning shook his head repeatedly when she received the test results, asking her if she had drunk alcohol and taken a lot of sleeping pills the night before. She admitted it, and He Qingning nearly scolded her, warning her in a doctor's tone: "You are not made of iron. Your body belongs to you, so you must cherish it. You are already slightly anemic, why are you treating yourself so poorly? Medicine is poison, do you understand? Are sleeping pills such a delightful thing? They are even more poisonous!" You are already slightly anemic, why are you treating yourself so poorly? Medicine is poison, do you understand? Are sleeping pills such a delightful thing? They are even more poisonous!

Subsequently, Ye Zhong'e took out a business card and explained: "This issue is quite complex, and time is currently tight. If it is convenient for you, please call me later or tomorrow."

Ye Zhong'e glanced at her and said, "On the way."

It had been a long time since life felt as close as it did today, and Zhi Lu inexplicably felt a sense of melancholy. She sipped her porridge, not saying a word, as if all her attention had been drawn to that bowl of porridge.

Deng Muhua pretended not to notice and introduced the two: "This is my colleague and also my former junior, Zhong Zhilü; you can call her Xiao Zhong. This is my friend, Dr. He Qingning."

Holding the test report, Zhi Lu stopped at the nearby intersection. Some people crossed the road on the zebra crossing, while others, like her, paused at the intersection with inscrutable expressions. The weather in mid-March was already a bit warm, the sunlight scorching like plush, and the trees had begun to green significantly, with passersby no longer appearing as bulky as in winter.

Zhi Lu was taken aback. Indeed, how did we get to know each other

I see that sooner or later you will work yourself to death" Deng Muhua shook his head and sighed

Thanks to He Qingning being present, familiar with the people and the procedures, the routine check-up in the afternoon was completed swiftly, finishing before 5:30 PM. The results were all satisfactory, with the only exception being that the blood draw would need to wait until tomorrow morning.

How is it that you are so knowledgeable about financial matters

Zhi Lu replied with a smile, "Mr. Ye, this is my interview with you, not the other way around. You have answered my questions, and I can answer yours later."

He Qingning looked at her in surprise, then glanced at Zhilu and said, "Oh, you don't know? It's Deputy Secretary Ye from the Provincial Party Committee."

Zhi Lu smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's all in the past."

"Do not worry, I have been in contact with Officer Lu," Zhi Lu felt as if a heavy stone was blocking her heart, and she said with difficulty, "It will be investigated." After saying this, she felt that her words lacked persuasiveness. Lu Jianzhong did not tell her much, only that there was little progress. According to the rules, as long as the case is still under investigation, the investigation process should remain confidential. Until the case is solved, all related individuals, including her, are considered suspects. According to the rules, as long as the case is still under investigation, the investigation process should remain confidential. Until the case is solved, all related individuals, including her, are considered suspects.

Yang Li flipped through the stack of notebooks on the coffee table and asked her, "Sister Zhi Lu, why can’t I write my composition well? What should I do during the exam?"

In the blink of an eye, a glimmer of fragmented light reflected in his eyes, the lines of his face suddenly tightened, and he immediately asked: "What was the outcome?"

Zhi Lu glanced at Deng Muhua with the corner of her eye, smiling ambiguously

"I dare not," Zhi Lu waved her hand

Zhi Lu shook her head, "No, he did not wrong me, at least, before we got divorced, he did not wrong me"

After the most futile effort, she collapsed onto the bed once more, pulling the blanket over her head, wishing she could never see the light of day again

What does it matter to her? It has nothing to do with herself. She comforted herself in this way and walked towards the predetermined direction, but she never expected that just a few seconds later, she would see Ye Zhong'e and a group of people coming out of the television station's main entrance. Zhilu's legs stiffened on the road. She recognized one of the tall women, named Dai Liu, who had a remarkable presence due to her years as a news anchor. She walked alongside Ye Zhong'e, speaking softly, while the others surrounded them. From their actions, it was clear that they were quite familiar with each other. Although she had known before that Ye Zhong'e still had contact with her, seeing it with her own eyes brought an extraordinary shock.

After Ye Zhong'e explained what investment style means and its impact on the market, he smiled slightly and asked, "So? Is the interview over? Is there no problem?"

Zhi Lu furrowed her brows tightly; even though they were quite far apart, she instinctively took a step back. However, he seemed completely unfazed, nodding at her from a distance, then slightly inclined his head to the several gentlemen beside him, all dressed in suits, and walked towards her.

Unfortunately, she is no longer qualified for this

As the atmosphere was lively, Deng Muhua asked her: "Zhilü, please don't blame me for being nosy. I would like to ask you, how did you get to know Ye Zhong'e?"

Behind the outpatient building are the various inpatient departments. He Qingning walked ahead, leading the two of them inside. Deng Muhua lowered her voice and questioned her all the way, while Zhi Lu forced a smile, as the scars she was so unwilling to reveal were once again exposed. She lowered her voice and briefly explained the situation to Deng Muhua, saying: "Senior sister, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hide it from you. When I came to find a job at Southern Literature and Arts, it just happened that he was getting a divorce..."

In this situation, they couldn't even remain friends. When they decided to divorce, her father-in-law, Ye Qingmao, asked if they could still be ordinary friends afterward; the two exchanged a glance and remained silent. They were both intelligent individuals; if they could be friends, they wouldn't be getting divorced. The thought of continuing to sit together for tea and conversation after parting was something she couldn't even dare to imagine

Deng Muhua exchanged a glance with He Qingning, then asked slowly, "What are you thinking about?"

"Well, what a coincidence." She replied politely

The elderly often say that one should not speak too confidently; actions speak louder than words, and this is the essence of the matter. During the divorce, this saying felt like a slap in the face, striking not only her face but also her heart. In the middle of the night, when she recalled this saying, she was at a loss for what expression to wear—whether to marvel at her own foresight or to cry bitterly over the truth of those words. Lacking the courage to look in the mirror, she never had the chance to know her true expression at that moment. In the middle of the night, when she recalled this saying, she was at a loss for what expression to wear—whether to marvel at her own foresight or to cry bitterly over the truth of those words. Lacking the courage to look in the mirror, she never had the chance to know her true expression at that moment. She preferred to remain unaware.

It is indeed deeply affectionate. Unfortunately, Ye Zhong'e has his back to her; otherwise, one could clearly see the expression on his face, which would likely be very handsome.

His attitude was so good that Zhi Lu happily expressed her gratitude repeatedly: "Oh, really? Thank you, thank you. Actually, it's not my issue. It's my classmates who asked me to inquire about you, to ask you..." At this point, she felt ashamed, recalling the professional ethics she usually upheld. How could she pry into someone else's privacy and gossip like this? She immediately changed her words, "It's nothing. There is nothing more. Thank you, Mr. Ye"

Ye Zhong'e was once a senior at this school, having graduated with a doctor's degree from a prestigious university in the United States at a young age. After returning to the country, he made significant strides in the securities industry within less than two years. Coupled with his handsome appearance, he has become a highly sought-after figure in every regard. Originally, the seminar was intended as a special report for the students of the School of Economics and Management, but the attendance was at least double the expected number, causing the auditorium, which can accommodate six to seven hundred people, to be packed to the brim. His presentation was brief yet outstanding. However, the final questions were excessively lengthy, leaving no time for the reporters. Despite the overwhelming crowd, Zhong Zhilü fought her way to the backstage of the auditorium and finally caught up with Ye Zhong'e, who was about to leave with the dean of the School of Economics and Management.

After marrying Ye Zhong'e, Zhi Lu had encountered Dai Liu at several major award ceremonies, but they hardly exchanged any words. However, as if to comment on the rumors, Dai Liu's gaze towards her was not friendly.

He Qingning shook his head, wrote down an address and a phone number for her, and said: "Your issue is not a physical one; I believe it is a psychological problem. I suggest you see a psychologist, as psychological ailments require psychological remedies. However, you must stop drinking alcohol and taking sleeping pills, as your body cannot endure it."

He Qingning was particularly polite, "Hello, Reporter Zhong. This is not our first meeting, but you may not remember it."

Ye Zhong'e leaned slightly forward as he spoke, "Do you have any further questions?"

"It's nothing." Zhi Lu smiled lightly.

At that time, she did not realize how hurtful this action was; it was purely a psychological inability to accept taking advantage of a man. She thought for a moment and replied honestly: "Consider this, if we were to break up in the future, wouldn't I owe you a lot? I value fairness and justice, and I do not wish to take advantage of anyone."

She obtained her driver's license, but she has hardly driven independently. As soon as she sits in the driver's seat, her palms break out in a cold sweat, and she is unwilling to drive herself. Initially, when things were not busy, Ye Zhong'e would drive her to work. A few days later, she felt that his car was too ostentatious, and she resolutely refused to let him drive her, preferring to wake up early and take the bus or a taxi two or three blocks away. Once she becomes stubborn, no one can do anything about it. Ye Zhong'e was certainly angry, but in the end, he could only sigh and had no choice but to indulge her

Later, when he was in a relationship, Ye Zhong'e said: "You are so smart, why don't you think a bit more? How do I have the time to call girls every day? Do you think others can see me whenever they want? It's only for you. Do you think I can remember every word that others say and go to great lengths to please them? Zhi Lu, you should focus on yourself, and look at others the same way."

Ye Zhong'e's expression slightly darkened, "Laboratory report? What was tested?"

Fortunately, Deng Muhua, with a look of understanding, sighed and said: "Every family has its own difficult scriptures to recite, and the reasons behind them are indeed not suitable for outsiders to know."

She left the hospital holding the address and phone number of the psychologist along with a large stack of test results. Outside the hospital, she encountered her recently divorced husband and a woman who was likely her former rival. At first, she did not believe He Qingning's words about her mental issues, but after meeting Ye Zhongke, she had to admit that her insomnia was indeed related to her mental health. Otherwise, how could she be so exhausted now, wanting nothing more than to hold him and fall asleep in his arms, preferably to sleep so deeply that she would never wake up again

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, her conditions are indeed quite good. She truly thought so until Tao Ru returned to awaken her. It was then that she began to ponder this question, secretly asking herself: Would Ye Zhong'e like her? But she quickly suppressed this thought in her mind. Who is Ye Zhong'e? Handsome, accomplished, possessing everything, naturally he is not lacking in admirers; how could he possibly like her? His every action is very candid, and he has never shown any signs of possibly liking her, not even a little. Who is Ye Zhong'e? Handsome, accomplished, possessing everything, naturally he is not lacking in admirers; how could he possibly like her? His every action is very candid, and he has never shown any signs of possibly liking her, not even a little. Thinking of this, she shook her head and completely buried this thought.

Ye Zhong'e slightly nodded, exhaling a breath, the sound almost resembling a sigh at first: "She is the kind of person who won't leave the front lines for minor injuries; she won't go to the hospital unless it's necessary"

Master Zhang glanced back at the solemn-faced Ye Zhong'e. Having driven for this CEO for two years, he was quite familiar with him and understood his temperament. He always spoke candidly in front of him. "Mr. Ye, I noticed that your wife, oh, Journalist Zhong, doesn't look too well. I've never seen her so lacking in spirit before"

Although she is indifferent to rumors, she is still aware that Ye Zhong'e has been helping Dai Liu all along. Around this time last year, she made a mistake and received severe criticism from her superiors. When people thought she would be disheartened, she transitioned to the background and is now the deputy director of the news center at the television station, still enjoying great success. In the midst of the rumors, Dai Liu's ability to make a comeback relies entirely on Ye Zhong'e's assistance. There are even more interesting claims. Zhi Lu, also a news reporter, has heard various types of news, and the various rumors about Dai Liu have never ceased. All the gossip generally agrees on one point: the reason Dai Liu has not married is that she is waiting for Ye Zhong'e.

Ye Zhong'e assessed the captivating female university student before him, catching a glimpse of her notebook, and remarked, "You are not a student of the Finance Department"