C10 He Is Interested in Her!

Since he had already developed feelings for this woman, he might not easily let go. Of course, he needed to know everything he could about her.

This was destined to be an unforgettable morning, one that belonged solely to Zaozao and Yeming.

Zaozao had promised herself that after her last relationship, she wouldn't easily fall for someone again. Yet, sitting across from Yeming, the man she shared a night with, her heart couldn't help but race. Was this some kind of first-night jitters?

"Name?" Yeming asked as he placed a warm glass of milk in front of her. "Tell me your name."

"Chi Zaozao. My name is Chi Zaozao. And you?"

Yeming chuckled. Did she really not know him, or was she pretending?

"Di Yeming."

Blinking in disbelief, Zaozao asked, "What?"

Yeming sat down across from her, calmly repeating, "Di Yeming. Chi Zaozao, I've got it. Your name is Chi Zaozao. It's a lovely name."

Zaozao felt like Yeming had said more, but she hadn't caught any of it. She couldn't have misheard, right? He said his name was Di Yeming.

Di Yeming was the dream guy for every woman in the city. And she... she had spent the night with the man of every woman's dreams. What on earth happened last night?

"Chi Zaozao, Chi Zaozao, Chi Zaozao~"

Chi Zaozao couldn't hear Bai calling her anymore. She was caught off guard and felt completely lost. Just moments ago, she was thinking about how to stand up for herself, but now it seemed this man wasn't going to demand compensation. She was relieved, thanking her lucky stars.

It wasn't that Chi Zaozao was deliberately lowering herself; she just knew her place. Seriously, did she lack self-awareness? Was she foolish enough to seek justice from the wealthiest man in the city? What a joke. Even if she could claim some justice, the women supporting this man would tear her apart. Better to just accept her misfortune and move on.

She gulped down a glass of milk, then stood up. Almost instinctively, Chi Zaozao bowed to Di Yeming and said, "Mr. Di, I had a nightmare last night. But whether it's a nightmare or a good dream, none of it will come true. Mr. Di, I'll take my leave now."

Di Yeming said nothing and didn't stop her, allowing Chi Zaozao to run out of the room. There was plenty of time, and everything needed to unfold slowly. No rush.

As she descended from the sixtieth floor, Chi Zaozao felt a real sense of grounding when her feet finally touched the ground. Walking out of the building, she stood beneath the towering structure, shielding her eyes with her hand as she looked up. What kind of place was this high-rise? What was the top floor like? How could she ever connect with the influential Di family?

Even now, she couldn't believe that the person sitting at the table having breakfast with her was Young Master Di, Yeming.

The phone rang urgently, like an alarm. Wait, wasn't her phone dead? It had run out of battery yesterday while she was in the booth with Honghong and the others.