“Ex-Girlfriend? You’re the Important One”

Unaware of the situation, Fang Zhou finally returned to the office half an hour later.

As soon as he stepped into the office, he sensed something was off.

A quick glance revealed two familiar faces: Qin Yun and Song Qinghuan.

Both women were smiling and chatting casually with Li Siming, creating an oddly harmonious yet tense atmosphere, like lava simmering beneath a calm volcano, ready to erupt at any moment.

“Ahahaha, those are some crafts Fang Zhou made when he was bored. Feel free to look, just don’t break them, or he might get upset…”

Li Siming was inwardly crying. Who could understand this?

These two women had been subtly sparring for half an hour, talking about everything from Fang Zhou’s smallest quirks to his biggest secrets, almost down to his underwear!

Li Siming had no idea why they were suddenly at odds after stepping out for a bit. Maybe they had a private conversation?

But thankfully, he didn’t have to endure much longer. He spotted Fang Zhou out of the corner of his eye and quickly stood up to greet him.

Fang Zhou was met with an unusually enthusiastic smile from Li Siming.

“Ah, you’re finally back, buddy! These two lovely ladies have been waiting for you!”

What Li Siming really meant was: Thank God you’re back! These two women are too much to handle! You’re on your own now, I’m out!

“I’ll go check if the employees need any help.”

He then gave Fang Zhou a meaningful look and quickly exited the office.

Fang Zhou was left speechless, not even having the chance to ask what was going on.

But even without Li Siming explaining, he could guess some of it.

Qin Yun must have found out that Song Qinghuan was his ex-girlfriend and was stirring things up.

Fang Zhou wasn’t worried at all; in fact, he felt quite calm.

This must be what they call being too used to trouble to be bothered by it.

“Fang Zhou, you’re back.”

Song Qinghuan was the first to stand up, giving him a friendly smile that made Fang Zhou feel like they were meeting for the first time.

If only relationships could always stay in their initial stages—clean, pure, beautiful, and full of hope.

Fang Zhou nodded slightly at her, responding casually.

“Yeah.”

After all, Song Qinghuan was now a business partner and couldn’t be ignored.

Before Song Qinghuan could say another word, Fang Zhou had already walked past her and approached Qin Yun, asking gently,

“Have you been waiting long?”

His tone was soft and soothing, like handling something precious, easily stirring feelings of longing.

Qin Yun finally looked up at him, a faint smile on her face, her beauty shining through.

“Not too long. Your work is more important; I wouldn’t want to disturb you.”

Qin Yun’s tone was that of a gentle, supportive partner, willing to set aside her own feelings for her future husband’s career.

Fang Zhou recalled the wedding dress they tried on earlier and felt a fleeting sense that they really did look good together.

He quickly pushed that thought out of his mind.

Never mind, that’s for the future. Let’s deal with the present first.

He took out the bubble tea he had brought and handed it to Qin Yun, saying, “This is for you.”

Qin Yun raised an eyebrow, surprised that Fang Zhou had brought her bubble tea, and her irritation melted away.

Her smile became more genuine.

He probably didn’t know she had also brought bubble tea for his employees.

Isn’t this a sign of mutual understanding?

“Is this… mango pomelo sago?”

Qin Yun examined the bubble tea, noticing the receipt on the cup.

“Yeah, isn’t that your favorite?”

Hearing this, Qin Yun’s smile widened, and her tone became even softer.

“It used to be my favorite, but now…”

She implied that her tastes might have changed.

Fang Zhou understood Qin Yun so well that he could read her intentions with just a glance.

She wanted to show off their affection in front of others.

No problem, Fang Zhou didn’t mind playing along.

Compared to Song Qinghuan, Qin Yun was the one he needed to please now.

Other people’s feelings were not his concern.

Fang Zhou unwrapped the straw and inserted it into the cup, then brought it to Qin Yun’s lips, coaxing softly,

“I asked them to add extra sugar, so it shouldn’t be sour. Give it a try, okay?”

Qin Yun looked into Fang Zhou’s eyes, seeing rare gentleness and patience.

In that moment, it felt like they were back to when they first started dating, as if there had been no breakup, no arguments, no differences—they were still them.

Unconsciously, Qin Yun’s anger subsided.

Her heart softened, realizing it wasn’t his fault.

She took a sip of the bubble tea, finding it sweeter than usual.

“Did you ask them to add extra sugar?”

“Yeah, you’ve been sensitive to sour things lately, and it’s not good for your teeth.”

Fang Zhou had noticed her discomfort while eating and brushing her teeth recently.

Since she loved mango pomelo sago, he had them add extra sugar.

Qin Yun gave Fang Zhou a meaningful look, then couldn’t help but dive into his arms, acting like a little girl.

“Fang Zhou, you’re so good to me…”

Their intimate conversation and actions finally broke the tension.

Song Qinghuan stood there, watching them embrace, her expression shifting from stiff to awkward to calm.

She took a deep breath, trying to steady her emotions, and finally spoke.

“You two continue. I left a file in my car; I’ll be back later.”

With that, Song Qinghuan quickly left the office, even faster than Li Siming’s earlier retreat.

To Qin Yun, this was a sign of the defeated fleeing.

She couldn’t help but smile genuinely.

“Why are you so happy?” Fang Zhou asked, his lips curling into a fond smile, seemingly infected by Qin Yun’s joy.

But Qin Yun’s smile vanished instantly, her expression turning serious as she spoke with a hint of annoyance,

“Why wouldn’t I be? Your ex-girlfriend almost stepped on my face. Can’t I feel a bit triumphant?”

She reached out and pinched Fang Zhou’s waist, twisting it as if to vent her frustration.

Her eyes flashed with a warning, as if daring Fang Zhou to disagree or show displeasure.

Fang Zhou was startled by Qin Yun’s sudden fierceness, not expecting her to be so aggressive.

He quickly pleaded, “No, no, you can smile however you want!”

His voice was filled with helplessness and a desire to appease her anger.

Hearing his response, Qin Yun’s expression softened slightly, though she still seemed a bit unsatisfied.

“Hmph! That’s more like it!” she said, finally letting go of his waist.

“If I hadn’t come today, I wouldn’t have known you had such a pretty ex-girlfriend working with you!”

Her tone was completely that of a jealous girlfriend.

Fang Zhou couldn’t help but chuckle.

Before Qin Yun could say more, he leaned down and kissed her, silencing her words.

The passionate kiss left Qin Yun breathless, and she melted into his arms, unable to voice her jealousy.

Finally, she heard Fang Zhou say, “You said it yourself, she’s an ex-girlfriend. How could she be more important than you?”

Fireworks exploded in Qin Yun’s mind, one after another.

For the first time since their reunion, Fang Zhou had openly shown his preference for her.

It was said that blatant favoritism could bring tears to one’s eyes.

Even if it was fake, an act, or just to make her happy, Qin Yun was willing to believe it.

Because she had been too far from the lighthouse for too long…