'That makes sense,' Zhu Yun thought. 'The male supporting character in a story always has it easy before he meets the heroine. She's the source of all his troubles. No wonder she makes such a huge impression, leaving him caught between love and hate.'
"Why are you always so stone-faced, then? You don't talk much, either. Every word from you is precious," she asked curiously.
Chu Shenyu looked aggrieved. "Even like this, I still get swarmed by women trying to arrange 'chance encounters.' If I actually talked or smiled more, I'd be late for work every single day!"
Zhu Yun couldn't help but laugh. It was true. He was the total package—the best-looking guy in the entire factory complex, educated, capable, and from a good family. More importantly, he was single. Naturally, he was the most eligible bachelor in the eyes of all the women.
"So, uh… Chef Zhu," Chu Shenyu cleared his throat, "let's get married when I get back from my business trip."
