Lizi was just punching out after work.
Suddenly, a shadow appeared in front of her.
Gan Zhe?
Recognizing the man in front of her, Lizi was a little puzzled.
Didn't he storm off angrily that day?
"Lizi, it was all my fault, I shouldn't have doubted you of having an affair."
Gan Zhe's words attracted the attention of all the surrounding colleagues.
Lizi's face instantly turned red: "Mr. Gan, first of all we have no relationship anymore."
"Secondly, there is no marital bond between us, so there is no question of infidelity."
"Finally, please don't contact me again, okay?"
Lizi hurriedly said these three sentences.
Not waiting for Gan Zhe to react, she ran back into the company.
There was an elevator there that went straight to the underground parking garage.
It wasn't until she got back to her car that Lizi slowly calmed herself down.
How embarrassing.
What affair, as if catching her in the act.
She didn't even know what her colleagues would think of her now.
Oh well, she should just take the day off tomorrow.
The dumbfounded Gan Zhe stood there in a daze.
He had made a special trip to come explain things to Lizi at her company.
For this, he had even given up two high-paying companion appointments worth 40,000.
He didn't expect Lizi to run off without even listening to his explanation.
"Gan Zhe."
A familiar voice rang in Gan Zhe's ears.
Glancing back, it turned out to be his university classmate Zuo Guai.
Zuo Guai was Gan Zhe's classmate, an unattractive girl.
Before Gan Zhe started chasing Lizi, she had made moves on him.
Unfortunately, Gan Zhe was not interested in this female classmate who was a failure in both looks and figure.
Plus, after Lizi agreed to date him, there was no more between them.
He didn't expect to run into her again today.
"Zuo, you work here too?"
The helpless Gan Zhe made some small talk as an excuse to talk to Zuo Guai.
"Yeah, you came to find Lizi right? Didn't she hook up with that rich playboy?"
Zuo Guai pretended to look completely unaware.
Gan Zhe shook his head. "That's all fake news, it was the rich playboy spreading rumors, trying to break us up."
"Is that so?" Zuo Guai covered her mouth, pretending to look shocked.
Then seemingly unintentionally, she added: "But I feel like I saw them going in and out together a few days ago. I must have been mistaken."
Gan Zhe nodded. "That rich playboy must have been pestering Lizi."
"Really? But they seemed fine to me, and Lizi was in an especially good mood that day."
Zuo Guai babbled on and on like an observer in Gan Zhe's ear.
"I wrongly accused Lizi once already, this time I absolutely won't believe these rumors again."
Gan Zhe didn't believe Zuo Guai's words at all.
Seeing there was no opportunity, Zuo Guai dejectedly said, "Maybe I was mistaken after all. I gotta run, let's keep in touch."
Gan Zhe nodded. With Lizi gone, there was no point in him sticking around either.
He'd better hurry back to see if there were any jobs.
Making more money was the right path.
Business had been bad lately, even affording meals was becoming an issue.
But Gan Zhe was very confident in his abilities. He believed that one day, he would make it big.
Back in his empty dorm room, Gan Zhe wolfed down two packs of instant noodles, then got back to working his livestream.
Lately all he did was livestream gaming sessions and taking job orders.
If it wasn't for going to see Lizi, he wouldn't even have wanted to step outside.
Unfortunately there was no improvement with the livestream, and fewer people were booking gaming sessions or placing orders.
Gaming until midnight, Gan Zhe didn't plan on pulling an all-nighter.
So he ended the livestream early and went to bed.
He had to go explain things clearly to Lizi first thing tomorrow morning.
Unfortunately, Lizi didn't show up to work the next day. Gan Zhe waited all morning for nothing.
It was kind Zuo Guai again who clued him in.
With no other option, Gan Zhe headed back first.
On the third day, Lizi finally overcame her psychological barrier.
Humming a tune, she headed towards the company.
The elevator from the underground parking garage that led straight to the office was always rather crowded.
Not wanting to squeeze with people, Lizi usually took the pedestrian passageway from outside.
"Lizi, Lizi."
But her good mood didn't last long. A voice all too familiar and impossible to get more familiar rang out.
It ruined Lizi's wonderful morning mood.
It was him again, the man who had almost ruined her reputation at work, her ex-boyfriend, Gan Zhe.
Lizi wanted to pretend she didn't see him and slip past.
But Gan Zhe's position was a little sly. No matter which way she wanted to enter the company building, she couldn't avoid him.
Left with no choice, Lizi could only pull him aside.
"Gan Zhe, we broke up already, why do you still keep coming to find me?"
Lizi kept her voice very low. She didn't want her colleagues knowing about her personal affairs.
Gan Zhe excitedly said, "I know, but that was because I misunderstood you. Actually nothing happened between you two right? It was all that damn rich playboy messing things up."
Looking at the immature Gan Zhe, Lizi felt a little helpless.
Putting a hand to her forehead, she slowly said, "Gan Zhe, let me explain this again. Our breakup had nothing to do with him."
Gan Zhe quickly cut in, "I know nothing happened between you two."
"Nothing happened between him and me. Our breakup also had nothing to do with him. And let's not see each other again."
Lizi rolled her eyes. How could she have ever liked this guy before?
Gan Zhe asked puzzledly, "Why? I know you're blaming me for not trusting you. I can apologize for that, I was clearly in the wrong."
"Whether you trust me or not is irrelevant. Anyway I have to get to work now."
Lizi didn't want to say anything more to her ex at this point. Conversations like these were too tiring.
Taking advantage of Gan Zhe no longer blocking her way, Lizi slipped past in a flash and entered the company door. The company guard conscientiously did his duty and naturally wouldn't let Gan Zhe in without a work pass.
Still completely confused about the situation, Gan Zhe didn't even have the mood to play games. He lingered blankly outside West Wood Company's door the entire day.
Finally when work ended in the afternoon, he managed to catch Lizi again as she was leaving.
Seeing the haggard Gan Zhe, Lizi felt a little helpless. If this wasn't cleared up, she probably wouldn't get any peace. It wasn't like she was Gan Zhe, mingling online all day as a gaming companion. She could show up anytime, anywhere without limits. She had a normal social circle and regular hours, not to mention a stable job.
"Gan Zhe, forget it. Come with me. We have to settle this once and for all."
Lizi beckoned him over and brought Gan Zhe to the underground parking garage. The two got in the car and drove to a café.
Gan Zhe tried to explain himself several times along the way. But Lizi's expression remained unchanged the entire time, not saying a single word.
Café
Lizi brought Gan Zhe into a private room at the café. Some things that might lead to arguments were better not aired in front of other people. She didn't want others laughing at them.
The coffee on the table gave off wisps of steam. A man and a woman sat across from each other.
"It's time we talked things out clearly."
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
