Chapter 132 Could They Be Rekindling Their Old Romance?

The way things turned out was never quite what people expected, nor could it be controlled by human will. The relationship between Han Xi and Fang Zhou was no exception.

After his initial shock, Chen, the department head, was left in a daze.

What should he do? The CEO was working in the field, and they were just standing there. Wouldn’t that be inappropriate?

“Um, President Han, shall we help out too?”

Wisdom comes with age, and Chen, being quick-witted, directly asked.

Han Xi paused, suddenly remembering the group of employees behind her.

She straightened up and glanced lightly at them, about to speak when Fang Zhou interrupted.

“No need, no need. We’ll be done soon. No need to trouble everyone.”

Fang Zhou found it already absurd that Han Xi was planting rice. To have her company’s suited-up employees join in as well?

What kind of scene would that be?

Han Xi didn’t speak, and Chen didn’t dare contradict her. He laughed heartily and said, “Oh, many hands make light work! With so many fields, how long would it take just two or three people?”

As he spoke, he began to remove his shoes, genuinely preparing to join in.

Fang Zhou was astonished. “Wait, are you serious, buddy? You guys came in suits to report to Han Xi, and now you’re going to plant rice?”

He turned to Han Xi, hoping she would stop her employees.

But Han Xi calmly said, “Put your things away before coming down. Don’t get them dirty.”

This meant she approved of their actions.

Han Xi, along with her employees, was going to plant rice!

With Chen leading the way, the other employees started rolling up their pants and removing their shoes, ready to plant rice.

Fang Zhou was dumbfounded, watching their actions, unsure how to stop them.

He turned to Han Xi, but she was already busy with her work, paying him no attention.

“Do you know how to plant rice? Should I show you?”

Fang Zhou sighed inwardly, realizing he couldn’t stop them, and decided to let them be.

But these seedlings, after all, were cultivated by A-Nian’s grandfather. If they didn’t know how to plant, wasting too many wouldn’t be good.

“Oh, Brother Fang, don’t worry. We’re all from the countryside, handy since we were young. Planting rice is second nature to us!”

“I can plant rice too! I helped at home just two years ago.”

“Let’s see if my speed is still as good as it used to be. Been a while since I last did this.”

The employees, each more eager than the last, picked up seedlings and started working on their respective fields.

They didn’t know why the CEO changed her mind during the research.

But whatever the higher-ups said, they did.

This was a rare chance to perform in front of the CEO.

Who knows? If the CEO was pleased with their performance, maybe they’d get a bonus this month. Anything was possible!

“Great, great, everyone come to my house for a meal later. Thank you so much!”

A-Nian’s grandfather was beaming with joy, watching the young men work.

Such scenes of neighbors helping each other out in planting fields were only seen during his younger days.

Thanks to A-Nian’s teacher, so many people came to help today.

A-Nian was even more grateful, loudly thanking Fang Zhou and Han Xi.

“Thank you, Teacher Fang and Teacher Han!”

Fang Zhou silently planted the seedlings closer to Han Xi, whispering a thank you to her.

He didn’t understand why she said she’d try and ended up staying to plant rice.

But the result was good; the beneficiaries were A-Nian’s family.

“It’s just a small effort. Thank me? You should thank yourself.”

Han Xi didn’t stop her work, but her eyes quickly glanced at Fang Zhou’s face before returning to the seedlings.

“Thank myself for what? It’s just a small effort.”

Fang Zhou chuckled, splitting another clump of seedlings.

Han Xi’s voice was soft, only audible to Fang Zhou.

He heard her say, “If you weren’t here, I wouldn’t have come down. So, I still have to thank you.”

Her sudden honesty left Fang Zhou momentarily stunned, feeling like a teenager being confessed to, unsure how to respond.

He glanced at Han Xi. This billionaire woman’s suit pants were already stained with mud.

Her white shirt was also splattered with brown mud spots.

This was probably the dirtiest this shirt had ever been.

And her attire looked expensive, likely worth more than all the rice A-Nian’s family could sell.

“You… didn’t have to do this.”

Fang Zhou suddenly felt something stuck in his throat, unsure if it was emotion or something else.

Han Xi, hearing his low voice, understood his thoughts.

She smiled, her hands planting seedlings faster.

“Just joking. A-Nian is your student and mine too. Helping her is only right.”

After saying this, Han Xi didn’t want to speak further. She focused on her work, not wanting to converse with Fang Zhou.

Seeing this, Fang Zhou remained silent, silently giving Han Xi a thumbs-up in his mind.

Han Xi was always like this, doing more than saying.

She wasn’t good with words, limited in expression, but her actions conveyed warmth.

With Han Xi and her team’s help, the efficiency of planting rice increased significantly.

The fields were quickly done, and it was already noon.

A-Nian’s grandfather asked her to go home and cook, but Han Xi stopped her.

“No need to trouble yourself. We’ll eat in the county later.”

Han Xi’s work was almost done. As she walked to the bank, she spoke.

Fang Zhou also didn’t want to trouble A-Nian’s grandfather, so he agreed, “Yes, yes, no need to trouble yourself. Just cook for yourselves.”

A-Nian’s grandfather was very hospitable. Hearing they wanted to eat in the county, he waved his hands, saying, “How can that be? You helped us so much. At least have a meal before you go.”

Chen, being perceptive, saw that President Han didn’t want to trouble others.

He walked over, chatting with A-Nian’s grandfather, skillfully declining the meal invitation.

Han Xi reached the bank, suddenly feeling a pain in her calf. Looking down, she saw a brown bug clinging to her leg, motionless.

“!!!!”

She froze, gasping, and stood still, loudly calling Fang Zhou’s name.

“Fang Zhou!!!!”

At that moment, Chen felt it was the loudest he had ever heard President Han speak.