You helped him have a baby, what do you regret about the divorce? Chapter 012

“It’s good that you’re fine. Are you free? I bought two movie tickets; it’s my treat,” Zhao Ziyu said.

“Really? What movie?” Su Xinyue’s eyes lit up, temporarily pushing Lin Gengxin to the back of her mind.

Zhao Ziyu smiled mysteriously, “You’ll know when we get there. I guarantee it’ll be a surprise.”

Su Xinyue’s curiosity was piqued, but she couldn’t help but ask, “Brother Ziyu, why did you suddenly think of inviting me to the movies?”

Zhao Ziyu shrugged, his tone relaxed, “It’s just that you’ve seemed pretty tired from work lately. Besides, it’s been a while since we last met, hasn’t it?”

“What do you mean by ‘a while’? It’s only been a few days,” Su Xinyue rolled her eyes at him.

“A few days isn’t a while?” Zhao Ziyu exaggeratedly widened his eyes, a hint of playfulness in his voice.

“For me, one day apart feels like three autumns. Especially…” He deliberately paused, his gaze fixed on Su Xinyue, as if trying to see through her.

Su Xinyue felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, her cheeks flushed slightly, and her eyes began to dart around. She cleared her throat, feigning composure, and changed the subject, “Especially… what?”

Zhao Ziyu, however, wasn’t about to let her off the hook. He leaned forward slightly, lowered his voice, and said in an ambiguous tone, “Especially… a beauty like you.”

Soft music flowed through the coffee shop, and warm yellow lights cast a cozy and romantic atmosphere over the two.

Su Xinyue’s heart pounded even faster; she could feel her earlobes burning.

She picked up her coffee cup and took a small sip, trying to hide her fluster. The bitter taste of the coffee spread across her tongue but couldn’t suppress the sweetness in her heart.

Zhao Ziyu watched her, a playful smile on his lips.

He knew that Su Xinyue had always had a good impression of him, but there was still a hurdle in her heart—a hurdle concerning Lin Gengxin, especially since she was still married to him.

He wasn’t in a hurry; he had plenty of patience. He believed that as long as he persevered, one day he would be able to enter Su Xinyue’s heart and take Lin Gengxin’s place.

“Oh, right, I’ve already bought the movie tickets. It’s for 7:30 tonight,” Zhao Ziyu timely changed the subject, breaking the subtle atmosphere between them.

“A ticket for tonight? Then why did you ask me out so early?” Su Xinyue nodded.

A flicker of joy passed through Zhao Ziyu’s eyes; he knew he was one step closer to success.

He stood up and gallantly pulled out a chair for Su Xinyue, “How about we go for a hike in Nanshan Park after this? I haven’t been there since I came back.”

Su Xinyue looked at the weather outside and said, “It’s a bit hot today, aren’t you afraid of getting sunburnt?”

“Afraid of getting sunburnt? Are you questioning my masculinity?” Zhao Ziyu raised an eyebrow, deliberately putting on an unconvinced expression.

Su Xinyue was amused by him and playfully scolded, “Who’s questioning you? I just… I just think going hiking in the middle of the day is a bit… hot.”

“Hot is good! Sweat it out, detox,” Zhao Ziyu said with a smile. “Besides, there’s shade on the mountain, it’s cool. And…”

He paused, leaned closer to Su Xinyue, and lowered his voice, with a hint of temptation, “The view from the top of the mountain is beautiful, especially with the good air, and you can exercise too.”

Su Xinyue was a little moved by his words. She remembered that she hadn’t been out for a long time, cooped up in the office all day, feeling like she was about to mold.

“Alright, then, let’s go hiking,” Su Xinyue finally agreed.

A glint of triumphant amusement flashed in Zhao Ziyu’s eyes. He knew that Su Xinyue was slowly letting down her guard against him, which was a good sign.

The two settled the bill and left the coffee shop. Zhao Ziyu drove, taking Su Xinyue towards Nanshan Park.

Along the way, they chatted and laughed, the atmosphere relaxed and pleasant. Zhao Ziyu occasionally told jokes, making Su Xinyue laugh continuously.

Su Xinyue gradually relaxed. She found that being with Zhao Ziyu was truly comfortable and happy.

The car soon reached the foot of Nanshan Park. After parking, the two began to climb up along the winding mountain road.

At first, Su Xinyue was full of enthusiasm, like a little bird just out of its cage, skipping along the mountain path.

She would occasionally bend down to pick up a strangely shaped leaf or chase a flying butterfly, completely unlike the capable Secretary Su she was in the office.

But as the mountain path became steeper, her steps gradually slowed, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Her breathing also became a little hurried, and her originally rosy cheeks turned a faint pink.

“Tired? Do you want to rest?” Zhao Ziyu noticed Su Xinyue’s change and asked with concern, a hint of tenderness in his voice.

Su Xinyue gently shook her head, her lips pressed tightly, her eyes showing a defiant spirit, “Not tired, I… I can still keep going.” She didn’t want to spoil Zhao Ziyu’s fun.

“Alright, let’s continue,” Zhao Ziyu said, deliberately slowing his pace to match Su Xinyue’s rhythm, like they were dancing a slow-paced duet.