[Urban] Crossdressing Beauty (Complete) - 13-15

Chapter 44. As soon as the two sisters

returned to the company that morning, Chen Yiqian was confronted by Jiang Fang.

"Yiqian, why did you have Ziwei go to the meeting in your place?"

Chen Yiqian replied calmly, "Fang-jie, my dad knows everything about me. Tell me, who are his informants in Xinhai?"

Jiang Fang was a little annoyed. "Yiqian, why are you being so sarcastic? If Mr. Chen asks you about something, of course I'll tell him."

Chen Yiqian smiled and took her hand. "I know, I'm not blaming you! Fang-jie, sometimes I need help too. If you occasionally pretend not to hear, that's already helping me."

"Yiqian, I've already done that, but I can't just stay silent! You're my boss, and he's the big boss!"

Previously, it was Jiang Fang who reported Chen Yiqian's "harassment" of female employees to Chen Mu. Fortunately, the matter was resolved quickly, without causing any trouble. The incident circulated in the company for several days until the girl who had resigned changed her story. In Jiang Fang's view, she was under a lot of pressure being a boss at such a young age. At her age, she should be enjoying and pursuing love, not working.

Chen Yiqian browsed the internet and unexpectedly came across Zhang Jun's story about his model girlfriend. She frowned. She had been planning to talk to him about the advertising these past few days, and also arrange a meeting with Zhao Ziwei. Now that was impossible; they had just argued a couple of days ago. With that woman's shrewdness, she would easily see through her intentions… Strange, why did I think she was shrewd?

Her opinion of Zhao Ziwei had shifted from suspicion to anger. This woman certainly had a knack for talking about work, although she hadn't done anything shocking yet. But what angered Chen Yiqian was that this woman didn't respect her. She didn't need to deliberately try to please her, but she could at least take the initiative to speak to her. She didn't need to flatter, but at least learn to give people face.

Her phone rang, interrupting her thoughts. "Candy, sorry to bother you, this is Rose. We met at the party last weekend, do you remember me?"

"Of course, your red dress is still flashing in my mind!" Chen Yiqian naturally remembered the very conspicuous woman at the party.

"Hehe, we're preparing for a fashion show, and the press conference is next week. Are you interested in coming?"

"Of course! Have you ever seen a girl who isn't interested in fashion?"

"Okay, I'll save you two tickets. Bring your boyfriend!"

Chen Yiqian was taken aback, immediately realizing Rose was probing whether she had a boyfriend. She rolled her eyes and said, "Men aren't that interested in this. I'll bring a girl with me!"

"Oh, okay!" Rose seemed a little disappointed.

Chen Yiqian sensed the disappointment in her voice; perhaps she hadn't found out if she had a boyfriend. This Rose was a bit mysterious. Even though she was married, she still showed up at that kind of party. Perhaps she was also curious about me; otherwise, why would she inquire about my situation? For the past six months, due to the blow of a breakup, Chen Yiqian had been avoiding her family, not wanting them to see her despair. This wasn't a long-term solution, but she couldn't find a reason to go home, even though she should have gone back long ago.

After wandering around the office building, Chen Yiqian returned to her computer and started playing games intently. Only two phone calls interrupted her "enjoyment." She even forgot the time, forgot that Monday was the busiest day. Jiang Fang glanced at the doorway, shook her head, and smiled wryly.

The third time her "leisurely time" was interrupted was when Zhao Ziwei walked in. She saw Chen Yiqian's computer screen and looked surprised. Although Chen Yiqian immediately closed the game window, her pretty face flushed. For a moment, she felt like an employee caught by her boss.

Chen Yiqian looked up and saw Zhao Ziwei's expression was somewhat pained and incredulous. Her heart tightened instantly, and she immediately said, "Ziwei, please sit down!"

"I have many things to do!" Zhao Ziwei shook her head, then briefly explained the matters for the meeting at headquarters, finished speaking in less than two minutes, and left.

Chen Yiqian was stunned. Didn't she have anything else to say? She remembered Zhao Ziwei's expression just now, which seemed to be one of worry and sadness—an expression she had only seen on her mother and sister. *You're not anyone to me, why are you worried about me? I was just playing a game!*

After a while, Chen Yiqian came out of the room and saw Zhao Ziwei talking with her colleagues, her blue suit standing out. As she watched, she grew angry. That wretched Zhao Ziwei! Why don't you come and talk to me? What's with all the swagger, acting like a big shot in my company!

Jiang Fang glanced at her, then at Zhao Ziwei in the distance, and said, "She seems to have integrated into the company environment!"

"Who?" Chen Yiqian didn't immediately understand. "Oh, you mean Zhao Ziwei?"

Jiang Fang smiled. "Though there were doubts, everyone's gradually accepting her. Xiao Mei and the others really like her, like third graders following a sixth-grade older sister!"

"Hmm?" Chen Yiqian was puzzled. Was that really a description? "What about Zhang Li? Is she still an enemy?"

"Zhang Li?" Jiang Fang covered her mouth and laughed. "It's like she's secretly in love with a boy in her class, looking for an opportunity to confess, only to have her boyfriend stolen by Zhao Ziwei from the next class!"

Chen Yiqian laughed loudly, exclaiming, "Interesting!" This laughter attracted the attention of all the colleagues, including Zhao Ziwei. Xiao Mei even loudly asked what was so interesting. Chen Yiqian waved them off, letting them continue. She asked softly, "Sister Fang, what do you think of Zhao Ziwei?"

Jiang Fang glanced at Zhao Ziwei again, shook her head, and smiled, "I still can't say I like her. Maybe she's too flamboyant and arrogant. But she's definitely someone I respect; she's very dedicated to her work!"

"Hmm, she was hired by my father, so she must be quite capable!" Chen Yiqian replied casually.

Jiang Fang's expression turned serious. "Yiqian, you need to take Zhao Ziwei seriously, put aside your airs, and communicate with her more. Your work needs an assistant like her. Perhaps your father saw your lack of experience and hired her to help you. In my opinion, she's much better than Director Lu. I really don't understand how someone her age can be so experienced!"

Chen Yiqian was surprised. After saying "I don't like her," Jiang Fang showed a lot of admiration. It turned out that while she was ignoring Zhao Ziwei, others were already getting to know her, and the first person to meet Zhao Ziwei, the one most likely to become a friend, was ironically the furthest away.

Today was their weekly meeting time. She thought her sister would be busy preparing for the wedding and comforting her heartbroken lovers, and probably wouldn't be able to make it. But Chen Yihui showed up, right on time.

Although they were three years apart, the sisters were incredibly close, sharing a tacit understanding since childhood. The younger sister would always go to her older sister when she had problems, and her older sister would stand up for her if she was bullied. The younger sister also liked to critique her older sister's romantic partners, telling her which one was more suitable. This continued until Chen Yiqian went to university. After that, her older sister's ideas no longer had any effect on her; she became independent. During this time, her older sister was always busy, but she never asked what she was busy with. As long as she wasn't being overly scrutinized, she didn't bother to ask about her sister's affairs, even if her sister had ten or eight lovers.

"Yiqian, didn't you say the new director has taken office and things shouldn't be so busy anymore?"

"She just arrived, she's not familiar with many things yet, and I can't hand over the reins so quickly! Business has slowed down lately, I need to find other avenues, otherwise the second half of the year's results won't look good!"

"I'll try to find out for you when I have the chance. I haven't contacted her in a long time, I wonder if she still remembers me!" Chen Yihui was thinking, "Those people I've hurt, will they still care about me?" "How's your new director? Didn't you say she was incompetent?

" Chen Yiqian frowned. "I never said she was incompetent!"

"You mean, she's a spoiled brat? Last time you said she was all talk and you were planning to fire her within a month of her probation period, have you found a reason yet?"

“I’m afraid by then it’ll be too late to get rid of her!” Chen Yiqian sighed. She remembered Jiang Fang’s words; if the new director didn’t have a powerful backer, she probably had real skills. “Sister, can you ask her for me if she’s Uncle Zhao’s daughter or relative on the board of directors?”

Chen Yihui glared at her. “Yiqian, did that new director offend you? I know you have a bad temper; you get angry if someone says something wrong.”

“Sister, my temper isn’t that bad!” Chen Yiqian said irritably, “If you met this woman, you would be surprised. I never thought there was such a woman.”

“What’s so special about her? Is she pretty or ugly? Capable or stupid?”

“Well, she’s not very pretty, but she has a good image. I guess she’s quite attractive to mature men over thirty. She has a special kind of charm, I can’t quite put my finger on it, anyway… she’s a strange woman, and maybe a very capable one!” “

Oh?” Chen Yihui blinked. "Didn't you say last time that you hated her?"

"Of course I hate her! She's too arrogant, doesn't respect me, and is always going against me! She came in and immediately tried to seize power, saying the director decides all the plans!"

Chen Yihui wanted to laugh, but pretended to say, "Really? Even the most arrogant person has to respect the boss. What gives her the right to be so arrogant?"

Chen Yiqian immediately recounted Zhao Ziwei's story, speaking with great emotion and gesturing with her hands, from her conflict with Zhang Li to her argument with herself. "Tell me, what kind of woman is she?"

Chen Yihui couldn't suppress her surprise, because Zhao Ziwei hadn't said most of what happened. It seemed she would have to interrogate her when they got back. She finally realized that Zhao Ziqiang had completely changed in the past three years and wasn't the person she had imagined. As for the words Zhao Ziwei exchanged with Zhang Li, they must have come from Zhenzhen, Chen Yihui thought, feeling increasingly uncomfortable.

Chen Yiqian suddenly slapped her forehead. "Sis, I noticed her style of dress is like yours! It's so strange, she doesn't resemble you in any way—personality, habits, temperament, nothing at all!"

"Really?" Chen Yihui chuckled inwardly. All her dresses were bought by me, so of course the style is similar. "Do you think she looks better, or me?"

"Of course, you do! ...But she's not bad either. I can't describe her aura, but Xiaomei and the other girls really like her, they idolize her like a teacher."

"Oh!" Chen Yihui's expression was uncertain. Had Zhao Ziqiang become a playboy in these past three years? This time, plunging into the flower garden, even if he didn't pick any flowers, he'd at least be covered in pollen.

"I bet she used to be a model. She's tall, and she wears ten-centimeter heels, so scary. I bet not many men would dare to pursue her; she's destined to be an old maid!"

Chen Yihui's eyes widened: "Yiqian, even if you hate her, you don't have to curse her!"

"Hehe, I'm just telling the truth!" Chen Yiqian laughed, a little embarrassed.

Chen Yihui was finally certain that her younger sister harbored not only hatred but also worry and jealousy towards Zhao Ziwei. "Yiqian, you should go home. If you're waiting for an opportunity, why don't you create it?"

"Create an opportunity?" Chen Yiqian was suddenly surprised. She hadn't felt her sister was so understanding in a long time; why could she see through her thoughts now?

Go home? Unless she had a new boyfriend or achieved greater success in her career, neither seemed realistic now. Several times she had considered abandoning the company and leaving, but she couldn't bear to, because it felt like home. But why could she bear to leave her real home?

Chapter 45: Curiosity

A few minutes after leaving the restaurant, Xiaomei was still covering her mouth after her earlier joke. "Sister Ziwei, you're so lewd! How could you tell such a joke!"

Zhao Ziwei smiled. Entering the lobby, they saw Chen Yiqian standing in front of the elevator. The two quickened their pace, wanting to catch up with her. But Xiaomei suddenly pulled her back down, because Chen Yiqian was laughing and talking with a young man, clearly a familiar friend. Xiao Mei explained in a low voice, "That's her coffee boyfriend! They like to drink coffee."

"Coffee boyfriend?" Zhao Ziwei watched Chen Yiqian and the man walk into the elevator, feeling displeased. She had gone to great lengths to disguise herself as a girl to attract Chen Yiqian, but this was the result.

"I don't know the coffee boyfriend's name, I only know he works on the tenth floor."

"Oh, Xiao Mei, aren't you known as a know-it-all?"

"Hehe!" Xiao Mei made a face, "I thought you weren't curious at all?"

"Don't you know I'm a woman too?" Zhao Ziwei said with a smile. As she said this, her face didn't even turn red, as if she were a natural-born liar like a girl.

"Sister Ziwei, actually I don't quite believe you're a woman!"

"Oh?" Zhao Ziwei was startled, a sense of panic rising within her. Had this girl seen through her act?

"You're not curious at all, not gossipy at all. Even when we talked about TV dramas, it seemed like you'd only seen one or two! If you didn't come to work later than me, I'd suspect you spent your nights in the office!"

"Ah, you think I'm a career woman? But I don't have time to watch those things, I have so much to do at home!"

"What are you busy with?"

Zhao Ziwei smiled deliberately, feigning mystery. "I can't tell you!"

"Hmm, I know, your boyfriend, haha!" Xiaomei, seeing that she didn't deny it, was even more certain. "Ziwei, I really admire you. Not only are you talented, but you also have such a good temperament. No matter what you wear, no matter what you say, you're always so appropriate!"

"Haha, in a year or two, you'll be too!" Zhao Ziwei smiled. She really liked Xiaomei; this girl was young, eager to learn, vibrant, and energetic—a great helper.

Entering the company, they saw Chen Yiqian chatting with Zhang Li, her face seemingly excited. Xiao Mei said, "It seems that her coffee lover acted as a catalyst, or maybe it was hormones!"

Zhao Ziwei shook her head and smiled, but felt an indescribable disappointment. She'd been in Xinhai for so long and had only had lunch with Chen Yiqian twice; it seemed she preferred to be close to Zhang Li. "Xiao Mei, does Yiqian dislike me?"

"No way! I saw her trying to get close to you!" Xiao Mei glared at Zhang Li. "It's Zhang Li who's causing trouble! She doesn't want Yiqian to be close to you! She used to bring lunch every day, but now she doesn't. She goes downstairs to eat with Yiqian every day. At noon, as soon as she sees you heading towards the manager's office, she rushes over and tries to get Yiqian there first! Humph, she's just using tricks!"

Zhao Ziwei was shocked; she'd never noticed these details before. It turned out that the world of women was indeed very different. If she hadn't changed her identity, she might never have known. She couldn't help but look at Chen Yiqian; the girl seemed less cold now. Perhaps she just didn't understand girls' mindsets. She asked softly, "Xiaomei, what kind of person is Yiqian's boyfriend?"

Xiaomei immediately gave a strange smile, glanced around, and whispered, "I can tell you, but you can't tell anyone! Well, he lives downstairs from me!"

"Really?" Zhao Ziwei perked up, pulled her into the room, took out some preserved plums from a drawer, and handed them to her—these were meant for her, after all.

But Xiaomei put a plum in her mouth before saying, "But I'm not familiar with him. We've only met in the elevator, nodded, and never spoken!"

"Oh!" Zhao Ziwei was disappointed, almost snatching the plum back to eat herself. "What kind of information is this? It's like saying nothing at all."

Xiaomei chuckled, then leaned closer, saying mysteriously, "But my mom and his mom are very close. They often exercise together in the garden downstairs and talk about everything!"

Zhao Ziwei was both annoyed and amused. This girl, splitting her story into several parts, was really annoying.

"His name is Gao Xiang. He's been dating another girl for half a year, and now they're getting married."

"Huh?" Zhao Ziwei covered her mouth, feigning surprise. She had known about this for a few days and even witnessed Chen Yiqian splashing water. Because of this incident, Chen Yiqian deliberately distanced herself from her.

"Actually, Gao Xiang was under a lot of pressure when he was with Yiqian. His career wasn't as good as Yiqian's, his experience wasn't as good as Yiqian's, basically, except for height and weight, he was inferior to Yiqian in every way!" Xiaomei sighed. "Actually, I've seen Gao Xiang's girlfriend in the elevator. She wasn't as good-looking as Yiqian, her figure wasn't as good as Yiqian's, and her education and career weren't as good either, but Gao Xiang was very happy!"

"In a relationship, it's normal for one person to be better than the other. As long as they love each other, that's all that matters!" Zhao Ziwei frowned. "Perhaps in many people's eyes, being well-matched is still very important. Some men can't accept a girlfriend who is better than them."

Xiaomei nodded. “My mom said that if Gao Xiang marries Yi Qian, he might spend his whole life with his head down, never able to hold his head high. Gao Xiang gets uncomfortable whenever he sees men on TV living off women, or when people talk about men being after women's money.”

“Oh, is it because Yi Qian is sometimes impatient and embarrasses people?”

“No! Yi Qian wouldn't embarrass a man. She occasionally scolds male employees, but it's always very gentle. I guess she'll be very careful to avoid these topics with Gao Xiang, protecting their relationship. It's a pity!”

Zhao Ziwei sighed. “I'm afraid no matter how hard she tries, people will still think in certain ways, intentionally or unintentionally. It's not anyone else's fault; it's purely a matter of feeling. What she tries to avoid is a heavy burden on others’ hearts.”

Xiao Mei said, “I think this kind of love is exhausting; it's better to break up!”

Zhao Ziwei smiled bitterly. Love isn't like a job; you can't just replace it. “Xiaomei, you know what? I really admire Yiqian. She’s really capable. She’s so young, yet she’s shouldered such a heavy responsibility. It’s not easy. I probably couldn’t do it!”

“Really?” Xiaomei was a little surprised. “This is the first time I’ve heard anyone praise Yiqian. Whenever I see you two arguing, my heart races. I’m always worried you’ll both get hurt. Ziwei, I have a feeling you like Yiqian, right?”

Zhao Ziwei was shocked. This girl was very perceptive. Her conversation with Xiaomei made her realize that she couldn’t force Chen Yiqian’s attention. Work ability can be tested over time, but feelings can’t necessarily be cultivated; fate is the key. She hadn’t been in Xinhai long; continuing like this would only lead to failure. She had to think of other methods.

These past few days, she had begun to feel Chen Yiqian’s gaze on her. Several times she glanced towards the manager’s office, their eyes meeting, and they both smiled in acknowledgment. Taking advantage of lulls in the work, she talked to Li Yongjun and Zhang Li about the design concepts and management methods of multinational corporations, instilling some new ideas. Li Yongjun listened attentively, asking questions from time to time, while Zhang Li remained skeptical and occasionally refuted him. Zhao Ziwei tried hard to maintain good relationships with her colleagues, but not everyone accepted her efforts, and Zhang Li still harbored resentment over the humiliation she had suffered.

"Zhang Li, how's it going? Have you made up with Zhao Ziwei yet?"

"Make up? Don't joke around. We've got a long way to go; who knows who'll get back at whom?"

"Really? You're ignoring Yiqian's words now?"

"When Yiqian's around, of course I'll listen! But you guys need to be careful not to talk to Xiaomei too much. She's already been bought off by Zhao Ziwei. Humph, a few bags of snacks were enough to get rid of her!"

Xiaomei's relationship with Zhang Li was inconsistent; they had argued several times, and Xiaomei had even been called a lackey by Zhang Li for trying to explain for Zhao Ziwei, once even crying from the insult. Zhao Ziwei saw this and, although heartbroken, dared not directly rebuke Zhang Li. She had to act cautiously, weigh the priorities, and avoid causing conflict.

As for Chen Yiqian, she was only curious about her but didn't approach her, leaving Zhao Ziwei somewhat frustrated, unsure how to understand the girl. If things continued like this, they wouldn't even be friends after three months, let alone close. So, she changed her strategy, no longer criticizing Zhang Li, but turning her criticism towards Chen Yiqian. This displeased Xiaomei, who said she was afraid of Zhang Li.

At the afternoon meeting, she let Zhang Li off the hook again, but indirectly criticized Chen Yiqian for being stubborn, even blaming Chen Yiqian for Zhang Li's mistakes. Hearing these veiled insults, not only did Zhang Li's expression turn ugly, but Chen Yiqian's eyes were also blazing with anger.

After the meeting, Chen Yiqian stormed into the director's office and slammed the door shut. "Ziwei, I know you're experienced, but you can't portray us as completely worthless. Being high-profile isn't a problem, but sometimes you need to tone it down. Being too sharp is counterproductive. Just because I admire you doesn't mean others admire you!"

"Thank you for your admiration!" Zhao Ziwei smiled. Would you have come if she hadn't invited you this way? "If you have a sharp edge, you should let it show, otherwise no one will ever know, right!"

Chen Yiqian stared at her, wanting to tear her to pieces. "A needle is sharp against cloth and paper, but is it still sharp against stone and steel? Some people are arrogant, but their cleverness backfires. Most of those who drown in the sea are good swimmers!"

"Is that so? What if someone is both smart and works harder than others?" Zhao Ziwei looked at her with a half-smile, her fierce appearance reminiscent of her sister's roguish style. "Yiqian, no matter what you think of me, I did a great job, better than the previous Director Lu!"

"Really? You're so confident?" Chen Yiqian was surprised by her composure. "Don't be so sure of yourself. You have a three-month probation period. Let me see your true abilities, not just your empty words!"

"Really, three months? I thought it was only one month!"

Chen Yiqian was stunned, because she had negotiated with her father for a month, but the words had already been spoken and couldn't be taken back. "I hope Xiaomei likes you because of your skills, not your preserved plums!"

"Don't worry, she likes more than just preserved plums." Zhao Ziwei smiled. "Yiqian, I guess you like me too, don't you?"

"Really?" Chen Yiqian wanted to kick her. Damn woman, what right do you have to be so arrogant in front of me? But she smiled instead. She hadn't been a boss for long, but she had learned a lot of hypocrisy. "I also hope that day will come!"

This confrontational conversation made Zhao Ziwei uneasy. Since she had angered her, she might as well continue. She had always thought that she was going to leave anyway, so she might as well enjoy this month.

But now it had become three months. How could she endure it?

Chapter 46, Revenge

During the midday MSN exchange, Zhao Ziwei/Ziqiang was scolded by Zhang Quan and Yuan Jia again because she refused to talk on the phone. This was not the first time. She was considering how to meet her friends, whether to dress as a woman or a man. Yuan Jia recommended someone, saying that he was a classmate from the United States who had recently been studying the operation of the Chinese economy and could provide some professional advice. Zhao Ziwei's headache grew increasingly severe. All paths seemed to point to past relationships, relationships she couldn't sever even as a woman.

These past few days, Chen Yiqian had refused to speak to her, clearly still angry. Zhao Ziwei thought, "How can you be so petty, boss? You won't even come to the director's office!" Helpless, she went to the manager's office, only to see Chen Yiqian's smug look, as if to say, "You still have to listen to me."

Xiaomei was worried about the situation. "Ziwei, did you and Yiqian have a big fight? She used to love joking with me, but now she doesn't come over!"

"I don't know either. It seems she prefers talking to Zhang Li, not me!"

Xiaomei pouted. "She doesn't like Zhang Li at all!"

"Oh?" Zhao Ziwei was a little surprised. Could her judgment be wrong? "Really? They often talk together, have lunch together!"

Xiaomei said dismissively, "That's because she's the supervisor; they have a lot of work-related things to talk about. If you don't consider that, Yiqian likes me more than Zhang Li!"

Zhao Ziwei smiled; this girl was truly interesting. The youthful and lively Xiao Mei had always been the girl male colleagues most liked to approach, which was also why Zhang Li was unhappy—she had stolen her thunder. Having observed Chen Yiqian for so long, Zhao Ziwei hadn't noticed anything unusual. Secretly instigating her subordinate to challenge the new director, while a bit excessive, was a normal psychological tactic. As for Chen Yiqian's sexual orientation, there was nothing unusual; she possessed a quintessential feminine charm, an elegant demeanor, and was captivating from every angle.

"Xiao Mei, where's my cup?"

"Ah, I went to the break room to make tea. I left it there; I'll go get it now."

"No need, I haven't made tea yet. I'll do it myself!"

Zhao Ziwei felt ashamed that she had relied on her assistant for such small things. Chen Yihui had once said that the break room was a place where company gossip spread; let's go see for ourselves.

Sure enough, before even reaching the break room, she heard Zhang Li's voice. “My husband was acting strangely last night. As soon as I got home, he got all excited. Before I even took off my skirt, he ripped my underwear to shreds, and then he pinned me down on the sofa…”

“Ah, your underwear was ripped! Your husband is really something!”

Zhang Li said vividly. “Of course! We did it for almost an hour. It was so exciting, it felt a bit like rape, but it was consensual, haha! We’ve done it on the sofa before, but it’s never been this exciting! After we were done, we were exhausted and starving, so we didn’t want to cook and went downstairs to eat!”

“Wow, have you ever tried having sex in the open?”

Zhao Ziwei blushed upon hearing this, unsure whether to step forward or back away. This kind of passionate topic was usually just something Zhao Ziqiang and Yuan Jia talked about, but she’d never heard women discuss it. However, everyone had already seen her approaching the break room, so backing away was out of the question. Zhao Ziwei deliberately coughed, tapped her high heels, and turned into the break room.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Li turned around and, seeing it was her, jumped in surprise, dropping her cup and spilling tea all over Zhao Ziwei. The front of Zhao Ziwei's skirt was completely soaked, as if she had urinated on it, the blue suit appearing in two distinct shades.

"You…" Zhao Ziwei was flustered, almost cursing.

"Ziwei, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!"

Zhao Ziwei suppressed her anger, forcing a smile. "It's nothing, you didn't mean to, I'll just wipe it off!" She emphasized the word "meant to.

" Zhang Li pretended not to understand, saying, "Ziwei, wait for me, I'll get some tissues!"

"No need, Zhang Li!" Zhao Ziwei just wanted to grab her teacup and go back to her room. This soaked skirt was incredibly unsightly; she had truly embarrassed herself this time.

"No, you got wet because of me, I'll take full responsibility!" Zhang Li said earnestly, emphasizing the word "wet," before running to get tissues.

Hearing "wet" and "take full responsibility," her colleagues nearby turned away, covering their mouths and laughing. Zhao Ziwei was furious and about to leave when Zhang Li turned back and stopped her, insisting on drying the water stains for her. Zhao Ziwei's expression was a jumble of emotions, but she couldn't push her away, so she turned to the side. Zhang Li bent down and carefully absorbed the water from Zhao Ziwei's skirt. The most water stains were on the area between her legs, but her wiping motions were like an investigation into the depth of that area. This woman's heart was truly peculiar; no one could understand it.

Zhao Ziwei gasped, shrinking back until she was pressed against the wall. Although that area had been well-covered and there was no protrusion, she still felt Zhang Li touching her. As Zhang Li bent down to wipe her skirt, half of her chest was exposed. Zhao Ziwei's eyes widened. This seductive woman had a deep cleavage and large breasts. Oh no! Besides the constant touching of that area by Zhang Li, her eyes were also being stimulated.

Zhang Li said while wiping, "Ziwei, I'm sorry, I didn't notice someone coming in."

"It's okay!" Zhao Ziwei couldn't take it anymore and snatched the tissue from her hand. "I can do it myself, this dress will be brand new after washing!"

Although Zhang Li kept apologizing, there was no remorse in her eyes. She even turned her head and made a face at her colleague. Zhao Ziwei was eager to leave this troublesome place and said, "I forgot my teacup in the break room, I'll come and get it!"

Zhao Ziwei grabbed the teacup and hurriedly left the break room, barely daring to breathe. She suspected her stockings were about to burst. Watching her leave in such a disheveled state, Zhang Li finally couldn't help but burst into silent laughter, slapping her arms with others as she laughed. With her personality, even if she hadn't caused the trouble, she would have laughed if she saw someone's dress like that. Even she couldn't tell if it was intentional or unintentional, but she had gotten revenge on the new director.

Xiao Mei was startled when she saw her disheveled appearance: "Ziwei, what happened to you? You got tea all over yourself?"

"It's just a little water stain, it's nothing!" Zhao Ziwei didn't dare to face her, because once the fabric was wet and translucent, the view under the dress would be easily visible. She sighed. Today she had finally experienced the ruthlessness of women; this method was quite vicious.

Xiaomei followed her in and asked with concern, "Sister Ziwei, do you need any help?"

"No, you can go out now. I need to change!"

Xiaomei was surprised: "You have spare clothes?"

Zhao Ziwei nodded. After she left, she locked the door and drew the curtains. She had brought two sets of clothes with her a few days ago as spares; she hadn't expected them to come in handy. It seemed that understanding women was a long road. After changing into a light red vest dress, Zhao Ziwei breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, her underwear wasn't too wet. But her lower body felt uncomfortable and swollen. No, she needed to go to the bathroom to relax.

Seeing the door open, Xiaomei smiled. She admired her new boss; she was skilled not only at work but also in her personal life. She offered a suggestion: "Ziwei, I think you could put on the top you were wearing earlier. That way, it won't be so noticeable!"

"Yes, thank you, Xiaomei!" Zhao Ziwei smiled gratefully. She put on her blue top and prepared to go to the restroom, but heard Zhang Li's voice outside, "Xiao Mei, please ask Ziwei to come out. We have a few drawings that need her confirmation!"

Xiao Mei immediately became angry. "Ziwei, this person is malicious! She wants to see you make a fool of yourself, to make everyone see you wearing a wet dress! It's outrageous! I'm going to settle the score with her!"

"Don't pay attention to her, Xiao Mei. If you argue with her, you'll lose!" Zhao Ziwei had calmed down. If she were a real woman, she wouldn't have tolerated this, but she couldn't afford to cause trouble now. "Besides, she's already apologized to me on the surface, so I can't blame her!"

"Ziwei, you're so kind, to someone like that..."

"I'm not kind, but this is the only way I can do it!" Zhao Ziwei smiled. She temporarily suppressed her anger, put on a smile, and walked towards Zhang Li.

Zhang Li still had her back to her, still laughing. She had notified everyone to come and see the embarrassing situation, especially the wet dress. However, when Zhao Ziwei arrived, her colleagues didn't react in any unusual way, except for a few who had seen her in her wet dress, who gaped in surprise. But it was too late to tell Zhang Li that she had miscalculated, because Zhao Ziwei was already there.

Zhao Ziwei smiled and asked, "Zhang Li, are these just two pictures?"

Zhang Li turned her head, looked them over, and noticed she had changed her dress, immediately stammering. "Yes...yes, take a look!"

Zhao Ziwei said with a smile, "Zhang Li, didn't we already discuss this this morning?"

"Oh, I forgot! My memory is terrible! I'm so sorry, Ziwei!"

"It's alright, feel free to contact me anytime if you have any new ideas!" Zhao Ziwei still smiled, but her hands were clenched tightly. *You stinking woman, I'll settle the score with you sooner or later. A gentleman is not without malice.*

Then, Zhao Ziwei walked out of the office building and went into the restroom. Suddenly, she realized that what angered her wasn't Zhang Li, but her own situation. Every company has people like Zhang Li; her attempts to challenge her failed, even resorting to slander and defamation, stemmed from a sense of threat. Work wasn't a challenge for Zhao Ziwei; it was the jealousy and slander from other women. Today her skirt was splashed, what about tomorrow?

When Xiaomei saw her return, she asked, "Ziwei, are you just going to let Zhang Li off like that? We can't let her get away with it. She'll think you're afraid of her, and she'll become even more arrogant!"

"Xiaomei, I'm fine. Everyone has seen the difference between me and her. She doesn't have the ability to bring me down, so she resorts to underhanded tactics. I don't need to pay attention to her; I just need to do my job well!"

"Sister Ziwei, you're so kind!

I'm not as magnanimous as you!" "Hehe, Xiaomei, don't think so highly of me. I'm never that kind of person!" Zhao Ziwei saw her surprised expression and said, "These things aren't worth getting angry about, otherwise I'd be on the same level as her. I'd rather compete to see who does their job better and who earns more respect. Whoever achieves that will have more wealth."

Xiaomei looked at her, blinking rapidly. Her admiration for her boss deepened even further. "Sister Ziwei, when will I be able to become like you?"

Zhao Ziwei smiled. "Xiaomei, you don't have to be like me. You have many virtues that I admire! I love your liveliness, your cheerfulness, even your laughter!"

Having transitioned from a man to a woman, Zhao Ziwei was more tolerant than expected. Given Zhao Ziqiang's previous personality, he would have slammed his fist on the table in this situation. On one hand, the constraints of being a girl prevented him from fully expressing himself; on the other hand, being a boss required greater tolerance than others. A person's strength is not voluntary, but forced—this applied to Chen Yiqian, and it applied to Zhao Ziwei as well.

She left work late as usual today, to avoid the sardine-canned subway. The elevator reached the first floor, and as soon as the doors opened, the strange man who had struck up a conversation a few days ago was outside. Seeing him smile at her, she actually smiled back—a form of politeness, perhaps. It seemed the man was going upstairs.

Unexpectedly, the man didn't enter the elevator but followed her…

Chapter 47, Lawyer

"Hey, hello!"

Zhao Ziwei stopped, looking at the young man in front of her. This time, she wasn't nervous. After working for so many days, she was used to dealing with male colleagues and clients. Men didn't interest her, but how could she refuse them politely?

The young man was still smiling. "What, do you find me that annoying?"

"I don't dislike you!" Zhao Ziwei looked at him, trying not to be so cold. "However, I don't like you either!"

"I know, no one likes someone from the start; it takes time. I think we're the same kind of people, maybe we can talk about a lot."

Zhao Ziwei glanced at him, frowning. "For example?"

"For example!" The young man was pleased that she hadn't left, and said sincerely, "You're not a modern person, so you're closer to me! You didn't embarrass anyone, which means you're mature, we have something in common; your clothes are pleasing to the eye, you're the white-collar woman men dream of!"

"According to you, eighty percent of the women in this building meet your requirements!"

"But there are very few as outstanding as you, I trust my judgment!"

Zhao Ziwei smiled. Chen Yihui's praise could be taken as flattery, but the stranger's approval gave her confidence in her feminine image. She looked down at her high heels, thinking about how soon her womanhood would end and she wouldn't be able to wear skirts anymore, and couldn't help but feel a little lost.

“Shall we have dinner together?” the young man said. “I guess you might be unhappy, maybe you can talk about it. I may not be able to give you advice, but I’m a good listener!”

Zhao Ziwei looked up, about to speak, when she heard loud voices from the other end of the line. It was Chen Yiqian talking on the phone in front of the large glass window. So she had an excuse. She shook her head at the man

and said, “I’ve already made plans with my colleagues; they’re waiting for me at the restaurant!” The young man was disappointed, but still said, “I like seeing you. Your outfit is very comfortable. Although you don’t want to get to know me, I’m willing to give it a try; it’s an opportunity for me!”

“Oh?” Receiving the man’s praise meant that the girl’s image was being acknowledged. Zhao Ziwei thought for a moment, not wanting to embarrass him, and asked, “Um, do you have a business card?”

“Yes!” The young man was pleasantly surprised and took out a business card from his briefcase. “My name is Liu Yu!”

Zhao Ziwei looked at the business card: Liu Yu, lawyer at Jingtao Law Firm, address is on the 20th floor of this building. “My name is Zhao Ziwei, but I didn’t bring a business card. I’ll give it to you next time!” Would this give the man any ideas? During this time, Zhao Ziwei considered changing her role, becoming more understanding and tolerant of men. But she forgot that it's in a man's nature to take advantage; it's not necessarily a bad thing, it's just inevitable. Zhao Ziqiang was like that, and so was the man in front of her.

Liu Yu asked, "Are you troubled? I haven't seen you smile the few times I've seen you!"

Zhao Ziwei was taken aback, then asked, "Do you often pursue girls this way?" Her eyes were fixed on Chen Yiqian on the other end of the phone; who was she talking to, and she seemed quite excited.

Liu Yu said, "Haha, you're really joking. This is my first time!"

Zhao Ziwei found it amusing; it was also her first time being pursued by a man. "Of course, you'd say that to everyone. If we knew each other, you'd probably say this was your first love, right?"

Liu Yu was surprised by her frankness: "I wouldn't say that; I've done it several times!"

"Really?" Zhao Ziwei regretted asking for his business card; using that to prove her feminine charm wasn't a good method. "Don't you lawyers often pursue clients?"

Liu Yu chuckled. "If you become my client, I'll consider you first!"

"Wait a minute! According to your logic, if I become your client, you'll exclude me! From what I understand, lawyers love sleeping with their clients, aren't you one?"

Liu Yu was taken aback. This girl used the word "sleep" so casually, typical of a city girl. "Where did you get this information? Why don't I know this?"

"From TV, what my friend told me, from novels!"

"God, who portrayed lawyers like this?"

"Lawyers!" Zhao Ziwei laughed. She suddenly realized something and covered her mouth, lowering her head. Actually, she wanted to laugh out loud. This damned girl identity bound her too tightly. It was nice to break free from her ladylike image, but she couldn't go very far.

Liu Yu's eyes widened. This girl was so cute, so unique, completely unlike any girl he knew. "Get to know me, and you'll change your opinion of lawyers!"

"Really?... Goodbye!" Zhao Ziwei didn't wait for his reply and walked towards the door.

"Goodbye!" Liu Yu was disappointed, watching her blue figure disappear.

Zhao Ziwei stared at Chen Yiqian on the phone, wondering whether she should greet her. Was she angry? Why were her hands gesturing so much?

"What? You're busy too? That's outrageous! I finally got two tickets, and you're not going? Would it kill you to leave your husband here for a day?" Chen Yiqian angrily hung up. She turned around and saw Zhao Ziwei standing in front of her, immediately putting on a smile. "Ziwei, off work?"

"Yes! Aren't you going home?" Zhao Ziwei stopped.

"I'm leaving now!" Chen Yiqian actually took a step towards the gate, in the same direction as her.

Zhao Ziwei was a little puzzled. Why wasn't she heading towards the underground parking lot? Had she not driven today? Outside the gate, they looked at each other, smiled, and said goodbye. Suddenly, Chen Yiqian called out from behind. She stopped and turned around, feeling a strange sense of joy.

"Ziwei!" Chen Yiqian hesitated, as if making a difficult decision, but she still spoke up. "Do you have a date on Saturday night?"

Zhao Ziwei was a little surprised. "Yes, you want to ask me out?"

"Is that not allowed?" Chen Yiqian blinked. Why am I nervous? This isn't asking a man out.

Zhao Ziwei laughed. "Give me a reason. I usually only date men!"

Chen Yiqian blinked, suddenly feeling a little timid. She really didn't understand what this woman was made of, why she was so different from herself. "Hmm, do you like fashion shows?"

Zhao Ziwei flashed a bright smile. "Of course I do! Every woman likes them!"

Chen Yiqian immediately perked up. "So, you don't have a date!"

"Hehe, some men need to cool off a bit. Don't always think women can't live without them!"

Chen Yiqian was stunned. She already had a boyfriend? She had just suffered a blow, her spirits broken, how could she recover so quickly? "Right, with her charm and methods, how could she not have a boyfriend? If we follow Zhang Li's theory..."

Zhao Ziwei saw that she didn't speak and said, "What's wrong, Yiqian? Are you not interested? Why don't you give me both tickets and I'll go with someone else!"

Chen Yiqian exclaimed. "No, I want to go with you!"

This was too strange, and both of them were stunned. Chen Yiqian blushed. This was a bit ambiguous. She had always thought she disliked this woman. Zhao Ziwei laughed. This blushing girl was so cute. "Hehe, Yiqian, what you said is a bit special. If I were a man, I would interpret it as: I won't marry anyone but you!"

"Ziwei, so you're not so proper after all. Luckily, you're not a man!" The blush on Chen Yiqian's face hadn't faded, and even she could feel it.

Zhao Ziwei smiled mysteriously: "Maybe so. Do you want me to take off my skirt so you can see?"

"Hehe, I'm not talking to you anymore, goodbye!" Chen Yiqian found herself like a little girl whose secrets had been exposed, and she was eager to run away. What was going on? She began to doubt herself; she was only a year older than her, so why was she so much more mature?

This time, Chen Yiqian didn't go the wrong way, turning back to the lobby and then down to the parking lot. Well, inviting Zhao Ziwei to the performance wasn't a bad idea either. Those two, Huang Yanmei and Lingling… they were too infatuated to have time for anything, fickle and indifferent to men… Although they might not get along with Zhao Ziwei, this woman's taste was definitely better than Zhang Li's and Lingling's.

"Yiqian, Yiqian!" Zhao Ziwei hurried after her.

Chen Yiqian turned around and saw her walking quickly, even a little out of breath. She was secretly pleased and asked, "Ziwei, is there anything else?"

"I'd like to invite you to dinner, would you do me the honor?" Zhao Ziwei said, "I found out at noon that my salary has arrived in my account. Although it's only for a week, inviting you to dinner is no problem!"

"Of course, no problem, your salary is higher than mine!"

"Ah?" Zhao Ziwei was surprised. But, dwelling on this topic was probably pointless. "Yiqian, watch where you're going, there's a pillar ahead!"

Since the elevator wasn't on the first floor, they went down the stairs. However, there were no lights at the turn, so Chen Yiqian reached out her hand. "Ziwei, hold my hand. You might not be familiar with this area, don't fall."

"Okay!" Zhao Ziwei held her soft hand, feeling a warmth in her heart.

"Ah, Ziwei, your hands are quite big, like a boy's!"

"Yes, I did a lot of hard work when I was little, so my hands and feet are a bit big!" Zhao Ziwei boasted shamelessly. Anyway, the lighting was dim, and no one saw her blush. "I ate a lot when I was little, so I looked like a boy. My family was afraid of me eating so much!"

"Hehe, I also think you look like a boy, especially your work methods!"

After turning the corner, the lights were quite bright, and Chen Yiqian let go of her hand, which disappointed Zhao Ziwei a little. "Yiqian, you said earlier that my salary is higher than yours, is that true?"

"Yes!" Chen Yiqian glanced at her, got into the car, and started the engine.

Zhao Ziwei nodded. “I understand now. That’s why your father hesitated when I suggested that number. Now I admire him; he’s a decisive man!”

“Yes, he always has! I also hope he’s chosen the right person this time!”

Zhao Ziwei didn’t respond, just focused on watching her. Observing another girl from a girl’s perspective, there’s no need to be so reserved, but guessing her isn’t easy. This girl’s personality matches Zhao Ziqiang’s preferences, but what method can be used to attract her? Does she really like women?

Chen Yiqian suddenly reached out and patted her. “Ziwei, don’t look at me so affectionately; I’m not your husband!”

“Then be my wife!” Zhao Ziwei blurted out.

Chen Yiqian’s body trembled, and the car almost swerved in another direction. "Ziwei, I thought you were so serious! I never expected you to make such a ridiculous joke!"

"Hehe, that's just how I am. I often joke around with Xiaomei at work." Zhao Ziwei discovered that sometimes acting like a girl could work. "Because you're always arguing with me, that's why I'm serious in front of you and don't dare to be unruly!"

Chen Yiqian exclaimed. "Ziwei, you're such a rascal! You're the one arguing with me, deliberately stirring up trouble, and you're blaming me?"

Zhao Ziwei laughed. This time, she finally saw the girl's lively side. "Girls are all rascals, aren't they?"

"Ziwei, you're so strange, you even included yourself in the insult!"

Zhao Ziwei smiled, thinking to herself, I'm just insulting the girl. This time it felt good; we could be together, not discussing work, not mediating disputes between colleagues. Maybe we could have some deeper conversations, without so much politeness.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, Zhao Ziwei said, "Yiqian, have you thought about what we're lacking if we want to turn Xinhai into a listed company?"

"Hmm!" Chen Yiqian nodded. "We lack a strong team, the employees' skills and mindset aren't keeping up, and we also lack a long-term plan!"

Zhao Ziwei was a little surprised; she thought Yiqian was just playing computer games. "So what are your thoughts?"

"I think..." Chen Yiqian started to speak, then realized she didn't have a systematic plan at all.

Zhao Ziwei's phone rang. She finished speaking quickly, then looked hesitantly at Chen Yiqian. "Yiqian, I'm sorry, I can't have dinner with you!"

"Your boyfriend?" Chen Yiqian was a little disappointed; they hadn't even ordered yet.

"No!" Zhao Ziwei shook her head, even more disappointed than Yiqian. "It's Zhang Li. She said a file is missing and she needs to use my computer."

"Oh, go ahead!" Chen Yiqian was unhappy, but didn't show it. "She has a meeting with a client early tomorrow morning, so she'll probably be working overtime until 10 pm tonight!"

Watching Zhao Ziwei leave the restaurant, Chen Yiqian felt uncomfortable. She finally had this opportunity, thinking she could talk more, even get closer, but... Yes, work should come first. If I were in her shoes, I would have done the same.

Suddenly, she felt a little annoyed with Zhang Li! 07-11
Chapter 048, Fashion Show

Night Shanghai is full of dynamism, musical notes leap, neon lights flash, this glamorous city is painted with vibrant colors. Young girls moving among the night lights form the most beautiful scenery in this city, making night Shanghai even more beautiful.

The hotel lobby is brightly lit, with elegant clothes and dazzling jewelry. The city's celebrities and socialites, dressed up carefully, each find their own stage, as if they are not here to watch a performance, but to perform. Two tall, slender young women, hand in hand, gracefully ascended the steps, drawing everyone's attention. Their eyes sparkled, their smiles were radiant, their waists swayed gently, and their skirts fluttered like a cool breeze in the night.

Chen Yiqian's hair was styled in a high bun, and she wore a black chiffon dress with a V-neck in the front and a V-back. A platinum necklace and matching earrings accentuated her elegant maturity, and ten-centimeter heels made her even more graceful and poised. She knew that such occasions would be frequent in her future life, and whether it was hypocrisy or vanity, she would have to accept it.

Zhao Ziwei wore a dark red knee-length halter dress. Although this occasion required a long gown, she didn't have one, and even if she did, she wouldn't dare to steal the spotlight from the many genuine women in the room. She added a white silk shawl to cover her prominent chest, and sparkling crystal earrings peeked out from her long hair. Considering Chen Yiqian's height, she only wore four-centimeter heels.

"Yiqian, you look especially beautiful tonight. I bet you're the star tonight!"

"Hehe!" Chen Yiqian's eyes were full of tenderness as she patted her on the bottom. “You too, take off your shawl, stand up straight, your mission tonight is to attract men!”

Zhao Ziwei was stunned. Her movement was so natural, why couldn’t she do it herself? “Yiqian, be careful, watch the steps!” She held Chen Yiqian’s waist and didn’t want to let go. Her hand slid down and she was immediately startled. This girl actually…

Chen Yiqian saw her expression and understood, whispering in her ear, “Hehe, you found out, I’m not wearing underwear, don’t tell anyone!”

Zhao Ziwei’s heart pounded, and she couldn’t help but swallow twice, but less than a second later, she said shamelessly, “I often do this when I wear a long skirt!”

“Hehe, don’t be so smug, it’s not like a lady!”

Rose greeted them at the door, but she wasn’t dressed as formally as the guests, just a very casual denim jumpsuit. Perhaps she thought of herself as a staff member.

Chen Yiqian introduced, “This is my colleague Sarah!”

Zhao Ziwei was a little surprised; she actually remembered her English name on her business card. “Rose has a great figure! Models really are different!”

“Really?” Rose laughed. “Hehe, don’t let my height fool you, I’ve never been a model. Sarah, on the other hand, has a natural talent for modeling. You walk much better than me!”

Zhao Ziwei was surprised, not expecting Rose to have already observed her when she walked in. “Really? I can really be a model? I really want to!”

Rose smiled. “Of course, with a little practice you can go on stage! Your frame is a bit larger, which suits European women’s sizes. Many of our clothes are shipped to Europe.”

“Great! I’ll have a chance to try!” Zhao Ziwei looked excited, but then pretended to be serious. “Can I not participate in the lingerie show? I’m terrified!”

Chen Yiqian made a cold gesture. “You two stop praising each other, it’s giving me goosebumps.”

They laughed in unison, attracting everyone’s attention and the flashes of cameras. Rose made a promise to see them again after the performance and went backstage. Before the fashion show started, photographers flew around, taking the opportunity to photograph the city’s celebrities and ladies. Zhao Ziwei was nervous in front of the camera, frequently turning her face away. Chen Yiqian, experienced in handling flashing lights, found her behavior a little strange but simply assumed she was afraid of being photographed.

Looking at the scene of flowing skirts and bare shoulders, Zhao Ziwei's eyes glazed over. If she were to wear a floor-length gown and have exquisite makeup, would she be as dazzling as these girls? Seeing Chen Yiqian's smiling, beautiful face, Zhao Ziwei realized that she preferred to appreciate and possess this feeling from a man's perspective.

Suddenly, Zhao Ziwei froze. Not far away, Yuan Jia and his wife, Xiang Lan, were talking to someone. She had been terrified when she encountered Zhenzhen a few days ago; she desperately hoped nothing would happen this time. But there was no reason to leave now. She could only try to calm herself down; her makeup was quite heavy tonight, so it should be fine.

After a while, she caught sight of Yuan Jia and his wife approaching. Panicked, she hid in the restroom. A few minutes later, she came out, washed her hands, and went to the mirror to check her makeup. She should have looked away, because when she did, she almost screamed in surprise. It was Xiang Lan touching up her makeup in front of the mirror. Zhao Ziwei suppressed her racing heart, forcing herself to remain calm, and pulled out a lipstick from her handbag.

Xiang Lan scrutinized her in the mirror, and after a few seconds, she actually spoke. "I hope you don't mind, but I think you could draw your eyebrows a little thicker, and deepen the blush on your right side!"

"Oh, thank you!" Knowing she hadn't been recognized, Zhao Ziwei immediately emboldened and added, "I also have a little suggestion. You could use purple eyeshadow, and adding some lip gloss would make your lips more vibrant. I have some here, want to try it?"

Then, they actually followed each other's suggestions and touched up their faces. They smiled at each other, left the restroom, and went their separate ways. After doing all this, Zhao Ziwei surprisingly didn't feel weak in the legs; she just leaned against a pillar to rest for a while.

Zhao Ziwei looked around for Chen Yiqian, but then heard a familiar voice: "Take pictures of that girl in the black dress, yes, the one with the V-neck, take a lot of pictures!" Zhao Ziwei smiled; Rose was quite enthusiastic, and Chen Yiqian had taken quite a few more photos this time. But Rose's gaze towards Chen Yiqian was a little special; could it really be that kind of liking?

Chen Yiqian grabbed Zhang Jun on one side of the hall. She had already expected that with so many beautiful women at this event, this playboy would naturally be there too. "Zhang Jun, I heard you got married!"

"Who told you that?" Zhang Jun's eyes widened.

"Oh, so you haven't given up on the whole forest?"

"Of course, with such beautiful scenery, you naturally have to see it all!" Zhang Jun smiled, "Yiqian, you are also a beautiful sight, I wonder who is admiring you!"

"Hmph! Tell me honestly, which girlfriend did you bring tonight?"

"Don't say that, I'm not that fickle!" Zhang Jun said, but looked to his right.

"Really?" Chen Yiqian looked in the direction he was looking. "Which one? The one in the red dress, or the one in the blue cheongsam?"

Zhang Jun glanced at her; maybe girls are just gossipy. "The one in the blue cheongsam!"

"Oh, another one? She's really tall, is she a model?" Seeing the tall girl, she immediately thought of Zhao Ziwei; the two were comparable in height. She looked around, but Zhao Ziwei wasn't there. Had she been held back by some hunky guy? Chen Yiqian frowned. What was wrong with her? She kept thinking about Zhao Ziwei these past few days.

Zhang Jun smiled: "Yiqian, how have you been lately?"

"Not bad, nothing's missing! Thanks to you, I'm doing well without dating you!"

"Haha, Yiqian, your mouth is still as sharp as ever!" Zhang Jun laughed. This laughter attracted the attention of the girl in the blue cheongsam. Upon seeing Chen Yiqian, her gaze immediately became somewhat uneasy, perhaps worried that this pretty girl would steal her boyfriend. Zhang Jun, true to his name, was handsome and a womanizer; his smile captivated many girls. Many legends circulated about him, and people even forgot he was a businessman, remembering only his philandering history.

Chen Yiqian asked, "Zhang Jun, I heard you're collaborating with my dad. How's it going?"

"So-so!" Zhang Jun replied, his eyes fixed on the beautiful girl beside him.

Chen Yiqian suddenly regretted not letting Zhao Ziwei leave earlier; if she had been in charge of dealing with this playboy, perhaps a miracle would have occurred. "Zhang Jun, since you're collaborating with the Chen family, why not consider outsourcing some of the advertising to Xinhai?"

"Haha, Yiqian, you're just like your dad, always putting work first. Enjoy yourself a little more, don't be so tense!"

"Really?" Chen Yiqian was a little annoyed, knowing he was avoiding the real issue. She noticed the girl in the blue cheongsam looking over, her expression slightly tense. She suddenly smiled, took Zhang Jun's arm, and walked out. "Zhang Jun, be honest, is it possible to outsource the advertising to Xinhai?"

"Maybe, of course, but I have many conditions, and it won't be easy to meet them!" Zhang Jun's eyes darted around, unable to guess her intention in taking his arm. His signature smile remained, a smile that, while slightly wicked, was undeniably alluring to women.

"Zhang Jun!" Chen Yiqian said softly, "Agree, or I'll hug you and kiss you, and see how you get home tonight! How many of you here are jealous?"

"Huh?" Zhang Jun was startled. He knew this girl was bold and decisive, but he couldn't break free of her arm. He was at a loss. His expression suddenly changed, and he called out loudly, "Uncle Chen, Aunt Zhou, you're only arriving now? Yiqian, she…"

Chen Yiqian was startled. Had her parents arrived? Just as she reluctantly turned back, Zhang Jun had already slipped away, smiling back at her. Chen Yiqian was furious. This damned man! He used to pursue me so earnestly, and now he's run so far away.

Helpless, she had no choice but to go find Zhao Ziwei. Zhao Ziwei was discussing fashion trends with a young woman when Chen Yiqian pulled her aside. "Ziwei, I was going to introduce you to a friend, but you've disappeared. Let's find him after the event!

" "Oh, okay, is it a man or a woman?"

"A man. He's good-looking; you might be interested!" Chen Yiqian smiled, secretly wanting to tear Zhang Jun to pieces.

Zhao Ziwei was taken aback. "Yiqian, do you think I'll never get married?"

Chen Yiqian chuckled, then playfully slapped her. "Ziwei, what are you thinking? I just wanted to tell you he's a potential client of our company!"

"Oh!" Zhao Ziwei was a little puzzled. Why not wait until the client became a reality before saying anything?

Then, they quieted down to watch the fashion show. At this point, the difference between the real and fake women became apparent. Chen Yiqian mainly looked at the new clothes, while Zhao Ziwei stared at the models, their smooth thighs, and the bodies behind the transparent clothes. This didn't necessarily mean Zhao Ziqiang had psychological problems or was lecherous; when facing the opposite sex, differences in features were still important.

Chen Yiqian glanced at her. "Ziwei, you're watching very intently!"

"Oh, aren't we here to watch a show?" Zhao Ziwei turned her head and smiled at her. "I rarely come to these shows; I've always been too busy."

"If you like it, I'll invite you sometime!" As soon as the words left her mouth, Chen Yiqian regretted it. Expressing her liking it so quickly was too abrupt; she probably wouldn't believe it.

Zhao Ziwei turned her head in surprise and whispered in her ear, "I like it, but I like being with you even more. If you enjoy watching, I'll come with you!" This time ,

it was Chen Yiqian's turn to be stunned. She had heard men say such things before, but she never expected a woman to say them to her today. She couldn't help but hold Zhao Ziwei's hand; although it wasn't particularly slender, it felt nice to hold. Zhao Ziwei was still watching the performance, but her focus had shifted to the girl beside her. There had always been a distance between them, but the performance had unexpectedly brought them closer.

Suddenly, their arms touched, and Zhao Ziwei felt a cool, refreshing sensation. This touch reminded Chen Yiqian of the scene in the elevator. Yes, she had liked her then, so why did they later become like enemies? "Ziwei, your arm is a little hot!"

Zhao Ziwei said shyly, "My constitution has never been very good since I was little; my temperature regulation is a bit poor. I get a little hot in the summer, but I feel cold today!"

"Hehe, then your boyfriend is suffering!" Chen Yiqian felt a little smug; her skin wasn't as good as hers. At that moment, a question popped into her head: why did she feel happy to notice Zhao Ziwei's flaws?

The nearly hour-long show ended, and the last male designer to appear was dressed in a striking red plaid kilt, wearing a European courtly menswear top. People didn't find this masculine designer jarring; in fact, they thought it was quite nice. In the fashion world, there are male female models and male designers dressed as women; men wearing skirts on the street is no longer news. Zhao Ziwei knew that some men in this city, like herself, were fascinated by beautiful women's clothing. But outsiders didn't understand; they called it perverted. Only they themselves understood that liking to wear skirts didn't mean becoming a woman in the traditional sense.

Zhao Ziwei asked softly, "Yiqian, what do you think of men wearing skirts? Do you appreciate it?"

"It depends on the person. Some men look good in skirts, like Leslie Cheung!"

Zhao Ziwei continued to probe her reaction. "Yiqian, if your boyfriend also wore skirts, wouldn't you have something in common to talk about!" Chen Yiqian shook her head. "

Being friends is fine, but if he wears skirts like me, that's a no-go! I don't need such a trendy boyfriend who'd steal my mirror, steal my skirts, even steal my wardrobe—I don't even have enough room for all my clothes… Hey, Ziwei, are you interested in that kind of man?"

"Yes, can you introduce me to someone?" Zhao Ziwei whispered. "I think a woman should have one man and one woman, a very close relationship!"

"How could you have such an idea?" Chen Yiqian was startled.

Zhao Ziwei said calmly, "Nothing, it just feels like that's how it should be!" Chen Yiqian

's heart was in turmoil. Could Zhao Ziwei be the confidante she had been searching for? This strange woman—she was both annoyed by her way of doing things and yet wanted to get closer to her.

Chapter 49, Boundless Springtime

: The performance ended, and people slowly left their seats. Zhao Ziwei noticed Yuan Jia and his wife approaching. Xiang Lan was even smiling and waving at her. Startled, she could only wave back, turning her head away before Yuan Jia could look over.

Chen Yiqian's eyes swept over them, and she asked, "Ziwei, who are you avoiding?" “

No, let’s go!” Zhao Ziwei’s heart pounded. She understood that no matter how she tried to avoid it, she would inevitably meet some people and experience some things. So, how should she present herself to Zhenzhen and Yuan Jia?

Zhao Ziwei pulled Chen Yiqian backstage, and the scene behind the runway surprised them. The models were changing, most of them seemingly oblivious to the men beside them, perhaps not considering them men at all. Some girls didn’t wear bras, so they took off their tops, leaving only their underwear as they frantically searched for clothes.

Chen Yiqian frowned; the scene was uncomfortable. After all, they were all girls, and being naked in front of others wasn’t a good thing. Zhao Ziwei, seeing this, felt her eyes couldn’t take it all in; this scene of unbridled passion was something she had never imagined. She sighed, pulling a tissue from her handbag to prevent a sudden nosebleed.

“Ziwei, what are you doing?” Chen Yiqian asked, puzzled by her actions.

“Ah, the air conditioning isn’t enough here, I’m sweating!” "Zhao Ziwei realized her action was inappropriate after speaking and immediately changed to wiping her forehead. The sight of so many naked bodies was suffocating; oh no, she wasn't just worried about her nose, but also about a certain other part of her body.

They split up to look for Rose. Zhao Ziwei glanced at the mannequins changing clothes, swallowing hard, and finally sighed, deciding not to look anymore. Turning the corner, she saw Rose talking to a man. The man was patting Rose's arm, explaining something, and Rose seemed quite angry. Zhao Ziwei was a little confused; she seemed to recognize this man. Was it from the elevator during rush hour, or from a client's company?" She'd encountered so many strangers in the past week that her memory was a bit hazy.

Chen Yiqian circled back and saw Zhang Jun walking out while Rose walked back. She wondered if these two knew each other and were seeing multiple women at the same time. Remembering hearing Zhang Jun's name at the gym, Rose had a strange reaction. It seemed Rose and Zhang Jun had argued; she'd mentioned a man introducing her to a modeling agency. Could that man be Zhang Jun, since he had the connections?

She turned around again and saw Zhao Ziwei clutching her chest, muttering to herself, "No, no, this is too exciting! I can't watch anymore!"

"Ziwei, what are you doing, talking to yourself like that?"

"It's nothing!" Zhao Ziwei picked up the fallen shawl and smiled at her.

Rose walked towards them, her expression having changed from anger to a smile. Rose made an apologetic gesture, saying that packing might take an hour. Chen Yiqian said, "It's alright, we'll wait for you!" Zhao Ziwei

had no choice but to agree, even though she wanted to go out alone with Chen Yiqian, she also wanted to know the relationship between the two. They wandered around the lobby, waiting for Rose to finish her work.

Chen Yiqian asked, "Ziwei, what were you looking at here just now, so engrossed?"

"Those clothes, of course girls have to be interested in fashion trends!"

"I don't think so. Your expression just now was a bit like a man seeing a naked woman, or a young girl secretly watching porn!"

Zhao Ziwei was startled, her face turning bright red, feeling both anxious and scared. "Yiqian, don't talk nonsense. I think it's because I admire them!"

"Hehe, I know, but it's not hard for you to see them. Just go home and take off your clothes in front of the mirror. You're no worse than them!" Chen Yiqian patted her butt. "Let's go see naked men sometime!"

"Really? You're interested in that?" Zhao Ziwei finally relaxed, hoping she would pat her a few more times. She smiled and said, "Don't worry, you'll have your chance!"

Chen Yiqian felt her smile was a little special, but couldn't quite put her finger on it. "How do you want to see them? Offer your boyfriend?"

"You brat!" Zhao Ziwei slapped her lightly, but at least she could pat her butt too. She inexplicably liked that full and elastic spot, because it was a major characteristic of women.

Rose felt a little embarrassed that they had been waiting for so long. She discussed it with the designer and assistant, then handed the matter over to the assistant before leaving with them.

Getting into Chen Yiqian's car, Zhao Ziwei said, "I'll recommend a great place to you, the food is delicious, I'll show you the way!"

Chen Yiqian asked, "What place?"

Zhao Ziwei glanced at her and said, "Hengshan Road!"

Chen Yiqian was a little nervous; that was a place where she had indulged herself. "Ziwei, you like going to bars too?"

"Yeah, don't you?" Zhao Ziwei smiled, "Rose, you don't mind, do you?"

"No, just don't sell me out!" Rose smiled, but there was an undisguised worry on her face, a stark contrast to her earlier radiance.

Chen Yiqian saw Rose's expression in the mirror. "What's wrong, Rose? Your expression changed so quickly, there aren't any men here!"

"Nothing, I was just a little tired, busy like fighting a battle!"

Chen Yiqian didn't believe her, but since she didn't say anything, she naturally didn't ask. Zhao Ziwei wanted to use that place to test Chen Yiqian, but she didn't expect that Rose seemed to have some connection to it as well. Zhao Ziwei wasn't afraid, because she had only been there once, no one would recognize her.

As midnight approached, the bar street remained as alluring as ever. A quiet oasis amidst the hustle and bustle, it was a popular retreat for young people, still bustling with laughter and chatter. Three young women sat down at an outdoor café, talking in hushed tones.

Rose, staring at the sign of another bar, said, "I met a man here, and we were together for a while!"

Chen Yiqian added, "I was quite indulgent here for a period, and looking back now, I feel like I'm not myself anymore!"

Seeing their candor, Zhao Ziwei casually remarked, "I can't compare to you two; I've only had two one-night stands here!"

"Oh!" The two women merely glanced at her, as if their earlier comments were just casual orders, failing to register.

Zhao Ziwei, however, was stunned. This news hadn't shocked them at all, which could only mean one thing: their lives were far richer than hers. The one-night stands she was referring to were, of course, Zhao Ziqiang's experiences—something she couldn't tell Chen Yihui, because that jealous woman was easily provoked.

Rose suddenly changed her tune, starting to tell lewd jokes. These crude jokes came out of her mouth as if they were just work-related, probably stemming from her experience as a journalist. Chen Yiqian laughed loudly, slapping Rose's arm. Zhao Ziwei laughed too, surprised that such jokes could come from a woman.

Suddenly, Chen Yiqian stared at two men in the distance; they seemed to be looking for a spot. One of them, in yellow, was the man she'd thrown darts with at the bar, the one Chen Yiqian had even touched. Seeing him, a smile appeared on her lips, as if she'd found something amusing.

Zhao Ziwei noticed her expression, turned around, and asked, "Candy, is it the one in black or yellow?"

"What?"

"Which one is your friend?"

"The one in yellow!" Chen Yiqian suddenly realized that the man wasn't a friend, as she didn't even know his name.

But neither of them noticed that Rose glanced back, then her face darkened. Zhao Ziwei looked at Rose's expression, somewhat puzzled, but didn't feel comfortable asking, given they'd only just met. When the two men approached, Zhao Ziwei became uneasy, because the man in black was Liu Yu, the lawyer. Noticing Chen Yiqian staring at her, she smiled and said, "Looks quite good. I wonder if you're a match for the proud Miss Chen?"

"Hey, are you flattering me or mocking me?"

"Hehe, not at all!"

Zhao Ziwei was unhappy, not wanting Chen Yiqian to be attracted to another man. But what could she do? She was a girl now, and even if she didn't want to, men would still pursue her. Less than two minutes later, Zhao Ziwei heard a voice beside her.

"Hi, we meet again!" Two men greeted the two girls separately.

"Hello!" Chen Yiqian and Zhao Ziwei responded simultaneously, out of politeness.

The two men and two women exchanged glances, clearly asking: Do you know them? At this moment, Rose turned her head and stared fiercely at Liu Yu. Liu Yu froze, swallowing all the words he was about to say. This scene immediately made the atmosphere tense, and no one spoke.

Zhao Ziwei and Chen Yiqian looked at each other again. What was their relationship? Could they be the man Rose had just mentioned? Chen Yiqian spoke up: "Please sit down, if you don't mind!"

The man in yellow sat down without hesitation, but Liu Yu hesitated. Chen Yiqian smiled slyly and ordered two cups of coffee; she wanted to figure out the relationship between these people. Liu Yu sat down somewhat awkwardly, seemingly afraid of Rose, so he didn't dare speak to Zhao Ziwei or even look at her.

Chen Yiqian waited for Zhao Ziwei to introduce the people, while the man in yellow seemed to be waiting for Liu Yu to introduce them as well. Seeing that no one was introducing anyone, the man in yellow started chatting with Chen Yiqian about the coffee shop. Liu Yu finally spoke: "Rose, how have you been lately?"

"Very well, thanks to you!" Rose replied.

But everyone could see that Rose's expression was ugly, as if she was suppressing anger. Chen Yiqian realized something was wrong and was about to say something when Rose stood up, said "Disgusting!" to Liu Yu, and stormed off.

Chen Yiqian panicked and immediately called out, getting up to chase after her: "Rose, Rose!"

Everyone present was surprised. Rose suddenly turned around and stood in front of Zhao Ziwei, saying, "If you're interested in Liu Yu, I advise you to give up now. This man is impotent!"

Her words were extremely venomous. Clearly, Rose didn't want anyone else to touch this man because she had once possessed him, and she didn't want Liu Yu to touch women either, also because she had once possessed them. Zhao Ziwei's face flushed red. Being misunderstood as having an affair with a man was something she didn't want. But as a girl, she couldn't completely avoid contact with men. She had no interest in Liu Yu; she simply wanted to appear to be a normal girl.

Chen Yiqian chased after her, but after whispering a few words to Rose at the intersection, she turned back in frustration. This sudden incident made her even more uneasy. She knew nothing about Zhao Ziwei, and what did her feelings of liking and jealousy towards her prove?

After sitting for a while, the two girls began to suspect each other. Actually, the question could have been easily answered by asking a few questions, but their suspicious nature led them to remain silent. Even Zhao Ziwei had adopted this habit, without thinking to ask for confirmation.

Finally, Zhao Ziwei spoke up: "Liu Yu, what is your relationship with Rose?"

Liu Yu frowned, glanced at his friend in yellow, and then whispered, "Ex-wife!"

Chapter 050, Apartment Beauty

On a summer morning, the sun hadn't really blazed yet, but the temperature had already risen. In the air-conditioned room, one couldn't feel the outside temperature and naturally became lazy, so Zhao Ziwei was still comfortably sleeping, enjoying her day off.

Early in the morning, Chen Yihui came to the apartment and woke up this "lazy pig." Zhao Ziwei was still fast asleep when she felt a hand groping inside her skirt. Startled, she screamed, which in turn triggered Chen Yihui's scream.

"What are you yelling about?" Chen Yihui's eyes widened, as if she herself had been frightened.

Zhao Ziwei was still shaken, seemingly just waking from a dream. "I...I thought it was a pervert!"

"You're the pervert!" Chen Yihui scoffed, "You're not even wearing pants!"

"Doesn't wearing a skirt count?" Zhao Ziwei retorted, annoyed that Chen Yihui had ruined her dream. Compared to sleeping naked before, wearing a nightgown was an improvement. Chen Yihui knew this, of course, because sleeping naked was Chen Yihui's request; she said it was the most intimate contact between lovers. Zhao Ziwei stretched and lay back down. "Yihui, it's my day off, don't disturb me!"

"What time is it? Still sleeping?" Chen Yihui held out the alarm clock.

Zhao Ziwei ignored her; because of the touch inside her skirt, her body was a little aroused, and the nightgown was bulging, so she had to lie on her side. "Yihui, go watch some TV first, let me sleep a little longer. I had dinner with clients last night and didn't get back until very late!"

"Oh, you had clients? Was it your first time?" Chen Yihui jumped in front of her. "Those clients didn't touch you inappropriately, did they? They didn't lift your skirt to look, did they? Was your underwear torn?"

"Go away, stop thinking such wicked thoughts!" Zhao Ziwei pushed her away, actually annoyed that Chen Yihui had touched her private parts, a sensitive area that reacts very quickly.

Chen Yihui, however, seemed to see through her act, smiled, and suddenly burrowed under the blanket, hugging her tightly. Before Zhao Ziwei could react, Chen Yihui had already taken off all her clothes and was pressing against her from behind. Zhao Ziwei's heart pounded wildly, she dared not breathe, closed her eyes, and let her body react naturally.

"Ziqiang, we haven't done it this week, do you want to?"

Zhao Ziwei sighed inwardly, you're getting married soon, don't ruin this tacit relationship. But she told the truth: "Yes, I want to, I really want to!"

The two closed their eyes, feeling each other's breath, the kisses and caresses escalated, the movements became more intense, and their breathing became rapid. Chen Yihui discovered that even without makeup and perfume, her ex-lover still exuded masculinity; his long, beautiful hair and full breasts couldn't hide it.

Seeing Zhao Ziwei/Ziqiang reach for a condom, Chen Yihui stopped him, saying, "I want to gamble on whether you'll leave me a child."

Zhao Ziwei/Ziqiang looked at her in surprise, unable to believe her. "No! Yihui, no matter how outrageous I may seem, I'm very clear about my responsibilities!"

"Don't you want a child? Our child?"

"I want a child, but not this kind. If you have such thoughts, then I won't do it!" Zhao Ziwei said firmly. "Everyone should know what they're doing. Seeking pleasure shouldn't harm yourself or others!"

Chen Yihui smiled and kissed him. "That's more like a man. I'm really afraid your heart has become a woman's too!"

Zhao Ziqiang/Ziwei said earnestly, "No, I'll always be a man!"

Chen Yihui felt both joy and loss. After three years apart, this man had become more assertive and mature. Seeing Zhao Ziwei preparing to take off her nightgown, she stopped her, saying, "Don't take it off. I like you dressed like this. You have both a man's vigor and a woman's sexiness. I like it!" At this moment, she came to Zhao Ziqiang, wrapped her arms around his neck, opened her sexy lips, and shyly stuck out her fragrant tongue. A wave of mature woman's unique fragrance permeated Zhao Ziqiang's lungs and spread throughout his body, stimulating every nerve in his body.

Chen Yihui's smooth, tender tongue licked Zhao Ziqiang's dry lips. When he opened his mouth, her fragrant tongue slid like an eel into Zhao Ziqiang's mouth, unexpectedly meeting his tongue inside. She teased Zhao Ziqiang's tongue with the tip of her tongue while transferring her sweet, fragrant saliva into his mouth.

Their tongues intertwined in Zhao Ziqiang's mouth and Chen Yihui's, sometimes deep kisses, sometimes light kisses, sometimes Zhao Ziqiang licking her lips, making their saliva form thin strands...

Chen Yihui's hands gently stroked Zhao Ziqiang's hair, while his large hands, which were around her slender waist, slid down to Chen Yihui's round, plump buttocks, kneading and caressing her buttocks through her skirt. Zhao Ziqiang felt her face becoming even redder and her breathing more rapid, and the hands that had been stroking him now gripped her hair tightly.

Zhao Ziqiang knew that Chen Yihui was beginning to arouse, so he lifted the hem of her skirt and reached inside, pressing his hands against Chen Yihui's fleshy, plump buttocks.

He felt that Chen Yihui's panties were thin and soft. Because the panties were tight and small, Zhao Ziqiang's hands were blocked outside. He gently patted the two tender flesh, and Chen Yihui's buttocks swayed gently with the rhythm...

Zhao Ziqiang's lips left Chen Yihui's lips and kissed her small ear. He first licked it with his tongue, not even sparing the ear canal, and then gently bit and licked the earlobe, making it wet.

Chen Yihui's body became weaker and weaker from his kisses. She could no longer stand and leaned completely against Zhao Ziqiang. Her head was tilted back, her long hair cascading down like a waterfall, and she made indistinct moans.

"Ah...ah...oh...oh...um...um...Ziqiang, I'm so hot and uncomfortable...Ziqiang, your little Yihui can't take it anymore! Ah...ah ah...ah ah ah...oh oh oh oh oh..."

Seeing that the time was right, Zhao Ziqiang picked up Chen Yihui's soft body and gently placed her on the soft bed. He then leaned down to admire her passion. Chen Yihui looked at him happily with her clear, big eyes.

Chen Yihui's face was flushed, and there was still some of his saliva at the corner of her mouth. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead and the tip of her nose.

Seeing Zhao Ziqiang staring at her greedily, Chen Yihui felt a little embarrassed.

"Ziqiang, I love you, do you still love me?"

"My dear Yihui, I will answer you with my actions!"

Zhao Ziqiang pulled down the straps of Chen Yihui's dress, and she cooperated by taking it off. Inside was a sexy lace bra, so small it barely covered her two mounds of white flesh, with one nipple playfully peeking out. The bra's constriction created a deep cleavage between her breasts, like a valley.

He swallowed hard, trying to steady

his wildly beating heart, and his trembling hands reached for the bra.

Chen Yihui arched her upper body to make it easier for Zhao Ziqiang to move, quickly finding the bra hook behind her. As it came off, a pair of large, white, round breasts popped out with a "plop," swaying left and right in front of Zhao Ziqiang's eyes with her breath.

Her large breasts were white and delicate, like two large white porcelain bowls placed upside down. At the top were two large nipples, red like two freshly picked cherries, a deep pink unique to mature women, with a small indentation above each nipple—the place where she would nurse her children. Her areolas were the size of coins, a deep red. Below them were her snow-white abdomen and slender waist, with a small, pretty navel.

Zhao Ziqiang removed the skirt that was obstructing his view, revealing the panties he had just touched. They were also sexy lace, very thin and small, but because Chen Yihui's buttocks were round and large, the panties were deeply pressed against that small, mysterious area. Her mons pubis was in the center, with fine downy hairs peeking out from both sides, wanting to see this world. Her two jade-like legs were white and plump. Her calves were smooth and delicate, and her slippers had been removed sometime earlier, revealing her fair and clean little feet…

Zhao Ziqiang let out a low growl, hurriedly took off his nightgown, and pounced on this fair-skinned, beautiful, sexy, and recently divorced young woman.

He cupped one of Chen Yihui's breasts in his hands, pressing down with his palms until the nipple, like a small red date, bulged upwards, high and tender, so tempting it was almost drool-worthy.

Zhao Ziqiang took Chen Yihui's nipple into his mouth and kissed it gently until it swelled and hardened, then licked it vigorously with the tip of his tongue, and gently bit it with his teeth, while his hands squeezed and kneaded her breast from side to side, arousing her to the point of unbearable lust, her slender waist twisting back and forth, her face flushed, her breathing rapid, and hot breath coming from her nostrils.

He attacked the other breast in the same way, and Chen Yihui moaned incessantly with Zhao Ziqiang's caresses.

"Ah...ah ah...oh oh oh...ah um...um...ya..."

Stimulated by Zhao Ziqiang, her two large, white breasts changed, swelling and rounding like two big balls, emitting a fragrant milky scent, swaying back and forth before his eyes.

At this moment, Chen Yihui was completely conquered by Zhao Ziqiang, intoxicated by intense lust. He continued his assault, his lips moving downwards, licking wildly at the base of her thighs, then kissing her mons pubis through her panties, which was already soaked with her sticky, lustful fluids.

Zhao Ziqiang hooked the edge of her panties with his fingers and pulled them down to Chen Yihui's ankles. She then casually swung her legs, and the panties fell off the bed.

Chen Yihui arched her legs and spread them apart, presenting her beautiful and alluring vulva to him. It was a beautiful picture that was hard to forget. Two smooth and slender legs stretched outwards and trembled slightly, with a full vulva as white as mutton fat sandwiched between them. Her mons pubis was covered with soft, black, curly hair, which swayed to one side like grass on a plain when he exhaled hot breath. Her large, arched labia majora were spread apart by her thighs, revealing two bright, eye-catching labia minora. The vaginal opening had some tender skin, making it look like a fairy cave with multiple doors and windows. The clitoris was particularly different; its head was so large that it couldn't be covered by the tubular skin around it, protruding like a small glans, delicate and exquisite like a red bean, blooming before his eyes...

Zhao Ziqiang couldn't help but lower his head and gently kiss Chen Yihui's genitals, using his tongue to part the curly pubic hair and push open the thick labia. The scent of a mature woman's genitals filled Zhao Ziqiang's nostrils, intoxicating him.

He first carefully licked the labia minora, then took one into his mouth, gently biting it with his teeth, then pulling it outwards. He then released it, and the labia sprang back into place with a "plop."

Zhao Ziqiang used the same method to work on her labia, the tender skin rising and falling with each touch, making a series of "splatter, splatter" sounds.

Chen Yihui could no longer hold back, and her vaginal fluids flowed more and more. Zhao Ziqiang's tongue gently licked her dark red clitoris, trembling slightly. The little red bean was already hard and erect, the entire light red nipple exposed, glistening, stimulating Chen Yihui so much that her whole body felt hot and she trembled uncontrollably. She couldn't help but moan again: "Ah ah ah... I can't take it... deeper, Ziqiang... ah... ah... ah ah..."

Zhao Ziqiang's tongue slowly probed into Chen Yihui's vagina, trembling rapidly, going in and out... The rough tongue stimulated her tender vagina, and Chen Yihui's cries grew louder and louder. Suddenly, her two jade legs tightly clamped his head, and a stream of hot, sticky fluid spurted into Zhao Ziqiang's mouth.

"Ah...ah...ah...oh...oh...so good...flying...I'm flying..."

Zhao Ziqiang knew Chen Yihui's first orgasm had arrived.

Chen Yihui rested for a while, looking at Zhao Ziqiang's thick penis with intoxicated eyes. She reached out her slender hand to his crotch and gently stroked his erect penis with her hand, her five fingers constantly circling and encircling it.

Zhao Ziqiang felt Chen Yihui stroking his foreskin up and down, rubbing his glans until it felt incredibly pleasurable. His penis became harder and harder, as solid as an iron rod, his glans enormous, swollen and round, like a small ping-pong ball.

At this moment, Chen Yihui's face was flushed, her eyes were hazy, and she looked up at him charmingly: "Ziqiang, your baby is so big, I can't take it anymore..."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and gently took his penis into her mouth with her lips, sticking out her tongue and slowly scraping Zhao Ziqiang's urethral opening. Immediately, a wave of pleasure surged up, his penis enveloped in a warm, moist place, swelling even larger and thicker.

Chen Yihui began to tease him with her incredibly sexy little mouth, each time with such force and depth. Zhao Ziqiang was getting closer and closer to climax, and couldn't help but cry out loudly.

"Ah...ah...oh oh...ah...my beauty, my darling, my little fairy, my little enchantress..."

Zhao Ziqiang's moans stimulated Chen Yihui, and she teased him even more vigorously, even letting his penis penetrate deep into Chen Yihui's throat time and time again. She excitedly grabbed his buttocks with her tender hands and groped all over, finally simply hugging Zhao Ziqiang's hips tightly and pulling his face hard, letting out waves of moans from her nose that made his soul tremble, "...mmm...mmm...mmm..." Zhao Ziqiang

could

not hold back any longer, pulled his penis out of Chen Yihui's mouth, and pressed himself against her.

He looked down at Chen Yihui, her jade face flushed, her red lips wide open, exhaling a hot fragrance, her eyes shooting out an expression of unbearable desire.

Chen Yihui wrapped her legs around Zhao Ziqiang's waist, her plump buttocks heaving wildly. He knew she couldn't take it anymore, so he cupped her buttocks with both hands, aimed his large glans at her wet opening, and thrust in forcefully. With a

"squelch,"

his entire penis disappeared in one smooth motion. Chen Yihui's cervix was violently struck by Zhao Ziqiang's glans, her whole body aching. She couldn't help but cry out "Ouch!" and trembled a few times while clinging to his waist, murmuring wanton moans: "Ah... ah... so itchy... so comfortable... ah... ah..."

Zhao Ziqiang thrust his hips forcefully, his thick penis moving in and out of her.

"Ah! My dear Yi Hui, your pussy is so tight!"

"Ah, so comfortable..."

"Really? Then fuck me well!"

Zhao Ziqiang became even more excited when the girl said such lewd things. He thrust his hips upwards so that he could penetrate deeper into Chen Yi Hui's flower core. She also rubbed her buttocks back and forth and side to side. The layers of tender skin at the entrance of her vagina wrapped around his penis, opening and closing with each thrust. It felt as if his glans was being sucked by a warm and wet little mouth. His penis was thick and strong, inserted into her small vagina, stretching it to its limit, without a single gap. Drops of vaginal fluid overflowed from the gap, slowly flowing down to her perineum and then onto the sheets under her buttocks.

"Ziqiang... mmm... so comfortable... ah... ahh... I... I'm... I'm about to die..."

"Slap slap slap... splat splat..."

The large penis made a beautiful sound as it thrust in and out of her vagina.

Chen Yihui reacted even more intensely, her legs tightly clamping Zhao Ziqiang's waist, exerting force downwards, her eyes filled with seductive allure, her small, fragrant tongue occasionally licking her slightly parted cherry lips, her hands kneading her snow-white, large breasts, her seductive demeanor enough to drive any man mad.

"Good Ziqiang, hurry up! Fuck me harder... Your baby is so good, hurry up..."

Chen Yihui's loud moans stimulated Zhao Ziqiang to fuck her harder, watching his penis go in and out of her pink flesh hole, each thrust turning her labia inside out and bringing out a lot of vaginal fluid, accompanied by "splashing" sounds.

Zhao Ziqiang couldn't help but hug Chen Yihui's slender waist tightly with both hands, pulling her hard towards him, their genitals colliding and making "slapping" sounds.

"Ah, I can't take it anymore... hurry, Ziqiang, I can't take it anymore... I'm going to die, hurry, hurry... I want you to fuck me for a lifetime, good Ziqiang, hurry up..."

Zhao Ziqiang fucked her hard until Chen Yihui's eyes rolled back.

"I'm coming..."

With a low cry, a stream of hot vaginal fluid sprayed onto Zhao Ziqiang's glans, and he immediately reached orgasm as well, a thick stream of hot semen pouring out, shooting straight into the depths of her vagina...

"Ah... oh..."

They both reached orgasm.

The thrilling journey they had embarked on, perhaps accumulating energy over several days, was quite astonishing. Chen Yihui felt the intense impact and cried out happily. After a long while, Zhao Ziqiang/Ziwei delivered the final blow, then collapsed onto the bed, exhausted. Chen Yihui wiped away their sweat, saying, "You're amazing! One hour, and I'll reward you with a kiss!"

"Ah, one hour and you only get a kiss?" Zhao Ziwei was too tired to open her eyes.

"Then what do you want? I'll give myself to you, but you don't want me!"

"You already have someone who's booked you. Besides, this is fine. I'm not that greedy!"

Chen Yihui stroked the familiar body, thinking to herself: Actually, I'm the greedy one!

They showered and lay down to rest. Watching Zhao Ziwei fall asleep, Chen Yihui got up to tidy the room. Seeing the increasingly strong feminine atmosphere in the apartment, she wondered if she still loved Zhao Ziqiang. This man possessed both masculine fierceness and feminine gentleness—wasn't this the lover every girl had been searching for? Why wasn't he there three years ago?

An hour later, Zhao Ziwei woke up and saw that the room had been cleaned and tidy. She couldn't help but kiss her. "Wife, you're so capable, almost as good as a cleaning lady!"

"Hmph, comparing me to a cleaning lady!" Chen Yihui hugged her, smiling gently. "You just called me wife, I want to hear it again, husband!"

"Hehe, I'm hungry, I need to get something to eat!" Zhao Ziwei turned her head away. She knew it was best to avoid such jokes, otherwise the girl would become even more greedy.

Although Chen Yihui was unhappy, she could only let go of her hands. She understood that now it wasn't her controlling Zhao Ziqiang, but him leading her. Three years ago, she left Zhao Ziqiang, and three years later, she wanted to keep him, but she found that she couldn't bind him with a skirt, nor could she tie him with love.

Because of the hot weather, Zhao Ziwei had bought a portable air conditioner a few days ago to cool down the living room. But Chen Yihui didn't know how to use it, and after fiddling with it for a long time, the cool air wouldn't come out. Zhao Ziwei fixed it in a few quick moves and explained, "The computer keeps crashing, it needs to cool down. Besides, this thing isn't expensive, and it's reimbursable! Hehe, Yihui, the computer you bought is really nice, the screen is big enough, perfect for design work!"

"Really? Didn't you say that the things I buy are like me, just good-looking?"

"Hehe, good looks are what attract people!" Zhao Ziwei glanced at her, then pulled out a disc, "Yihui, I made a DVD, let me show you!"

"It's not porn, is it?" Chen Yihui reached her foot under her skirt and touched it.

Zhao Ziwei slapped her, then turned on the DVD player. It was a photo disc, full of photos of Chen Yihui, accompanied by familiar music. These memories took Chen Yihui back to three years ago. Her heart warmed, and her whole body softened. She lay down, resting her head on Zhao Ziwei's lap. Finally, she sighed. This wretched man, he hadn't been so alluring in three years, but now, dressed as a girl, he seemed so masculine. She felt a renewed attachment to her cross-dressing ex-boyfriend, and with their wedding approaching, she didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse.

"So beautiful! You did what I wanted, you did what I couldn't express, I love it!" Chen Yihui's eyes sparkled, and she couldn't resist giving him a kiss. "Yiqian's photo album is here too, you must have burned it onto a disc, hurry up and get it!"

Zhao Ziwei explained, "It's already on the computer, I haven't had time these past few days. Also, I wanted to ask you what songs Yiqian likes, I can add the music!"

"Burn it quickly, I'll take it home to show my parents, they'll definitely love it. As for what songs Yiqian likes, you can ask her yourself, this is a perfect opportunity for you two to connect!" Chen Yihui suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. This plan was hers, but sensing Zhao Ziqiang's affection for her sister, she was still unhappy. After a while, she shook her head, how ridiculous, actually being jealous of her sister.

After breakfast, Zhao Ziwei turned on her computer and started working. Seeing her working so oblivious to everyone else, Chen Yihui, for some reason, felt even happier. Three years ago, I was always dreaming of romance and poetry; now I realize that men who are serious about their work are the most endearing. But is Zhao Ziwei, with her flowing hair, delicate face, and curvaceous figure, really a man? She doesn't have Zhao Ziqiang's flaws; she's mature and elegant, practically a perfect blend of masculinity and femininity.

An hour later, Zhao Ziwei finally stopped working and turned around. "...Before, I thought I'd become her enemy, but a fashion show completely changed that hostile relationship. I really don't understand girls' minds, but I like this feeling!"

"Then you should spend more time with her. Her world is lonely; I hope you can comfort her!"

"No problem. Even without your mission, I want to get close to her. This girl is arrogant and has a bad temper, but she's also very cute!"

Hearing the words about her sister, Chen Yihui's expression shifted between light and shadow. Just how much did Zhao Ziqiang like her sister? Zhao Ziwei understood that she was jealous, so she changed the subject to Yuan Jia and his wife, talking about what happened at the party.

"I'm thinking, what identity should I use to see Yuan Jia! I can't cut ties with all my friends, and there are my parents too. I can only call them, not meet them in person." Zhao Ziwei said with a hint of melancholy. "Being a girl is tough. You have to endure suspicion and slander. Now, men are approaching me, and I can't handle it. I want to talk to a few old friends. If they object, then I'll quit!"

"Ziqiang, you're not thinking of running away again, are you?" Chen Yihui gripped her hand tightly, worried. "Ziqiang, Yiqian is starting to like you. If you run away, all your efforts will be in vain!"

"I know!" Zhao Ziwei smiled. "I won't run away now; it's not the right time yet."

Then, they discussed going shopping. Zhao Ziwei naturally agreed. She usually didn't like going out alone and mostly stayed at home. Chen Yihui knew Zhao Ziqiang's true nature—he was more obsessed with computers than shopping—so when she saw Zhao Ziqiang turn off the computer, she happily kissed her.

"Ziqiang, you said Yiqian has feelings for you, why don't you ask her out?"

"Yeah, do I really think of myself as a girl, waiting for someone to make the first move? When I was Zhao Ziqiang, I was much more proactive than I am now." Zhao Ziwei was puzzled: I'm being nice to my older sister while also attracting my younger sister. What will happen if the Chen couple finds out about this? She began to doubt Chen Yihui's plan. What exactly is this girl's purpose?

After putting on makeup and changing clothes, they left the apartment. In the elevator, Chen Yihui said, "Ziwei, I'm taking you somewhere! Don't ask where, just follow me!"

Zhao Ziwei didn't ask any further questions. With her accompanying her, the girl's identity would be safe. The elevator reached the first floor, and they were about to take the stairs to the underground parking lot when they heard an argument. A blond man was arguing with a security guard. They couldn't understand each other's language, as if pigs were talking to cows.

"Sir, you...can't...go up!" the young security guard explained, blushing. "Only users are allowed up!"

"I'm looking for a girl, tall, **y! She'll believe in fifteen floor!"

The poor security guard couldn't understand English, and the foreigner couldn't speak Chinese either, only saying "pretty girl, pretty girl." Upon seeing them, the guard immediately cried for help: "Miss, could you please explain to us? We don't understand what he's saying!"

They exchanged glances, and Chen Yihui said, "Don't look at me, my English is terrible. Besides, you're the only one who's seduced a foreigner, you come here!"

"Hmph!" Zhao Ziwei was a little annoyed, but she still walked over to the foreigner and whispered, "Sir, what can I do for you?"

The foreigner turned around and exclaimed, "Oh, my god, it's you!"

Zhao Ziwei was startled. The man in front of her was none other than Wilson, the Canadian who had whistled on the balcony. The thought that this man had seen her upper body made her panic, and she instinctively clutched her handbag to her chest. (
Chapter 51, 07-11, Amazing)

Having not driven for a long time, Zhao Ziwei was itching to drive and grabbed the driver's seat. Chen Yihui continued laughing: "Ziwei, I think you should get a foreign boyfriend!"

"Yihui, you know I only like girls!"

"Then why did you seduce him? Humph, you even exposed yourself to him, as open as a Tang Dynasty woman; now he wants to be friends with you, but you're as conservative as a Qing Dynasty woman!"

"How do you know Tang Dynasty women were open?"

"Of course! Tang Dynasty women had very open views on sex. They often divorced their husbands and remarried. They wore sexy clothes in the streets, and having affairs was as casual as men are now. The best example is Yang Guifei; she had sex several times a day, which is why her breasts are as full as yours, haha!"

Zhao Ziwei angrily slapped her arm. "Yihui, you're too unrestrained, not like a girl!"

"As long as you are!" Chen Yihui chuckled and pinched her thigh. "Actually, everyone has a desire for indulgence deep down, but when it comes to actually doing it, they become hesitant. So, people can only indulge within their own limited scope!"

"Yihui, don't make excuses for yourself!" Zhao Ziwei shook her head. Zhao Ziqiang hadn't considered this indulgence before, but now that it was a girl, he couldn't stand it. Was it a double standard on men's part?

"It's not an excuse," Chen Yihui gently stroked her arm. "Actually, Wilson is quite handsome, and tall. He'd be a good boyfriend for you, and he wouldn't make you feel embarrassed! I heard foreigners are really good at that, it'll be enough for you, it must be incredibly pleasurable!"

"Yihui, why don't you have a few human teeth in your mouth!" Zhao Ziwei angrily slapped her arm. "If you like him, I'll introduce him to you. You can use that to improve your English!"

"Haha! But he's already decided on you, he won't marry anyone but you. Your skin is so smooth, his body is strong, your breasts are big, and his thing is big..."

Zhao Ziwei choked a few times. "Yihui, you're such a bad girl, why do you only think about sex!"

"Just to meet your needs!" Chen Yihui giggled. "Men don't love women who aren't a little bad, right?"

Zhao Ziwei laughed angrily. This girl had the appearance of a lady, but was full of wickedness. Perhaps it was true, as she said: girls are only bad to those they like. But she was captivated by this enigmatic girl; otherwise, why would she have worn a skirt?

Following Chen Yihui's directions, Zhao Ziwei drove onto a familiar street. She slowed down, puzzled, and asked where they were going. Chen Yihui then explained that they were going back to the Chen family mansion because her parents wanted to see Zhao Ziwei. "It's like we hired an assassin, the plan's been going on for so long, and we haven't even seen the assassin yet! How can we talk about work like this!"

"Yi Hui, you're talking nonsense! You hired an assassin, why do you need to know what they look like? As long as they can do the job

, that's enough!" "I want them to see if you're a male or female assassin!" Chen Yi Hui said smugly. "They'll never guess that Zhao Ziwei is both beautiful and charming!"

"Yi Hui, you really have nothing better to do? If I'd known this would happen, I wouldn't have come. I have other things to do!" Zhao Ziwei said unhappily. "Do you understand? The fewer people who know my identity, the better!"

Chen Yi Hui exclaimed, "What kind of talk is that? Those are my parents, your clients!"

"I met your father at the company meeting that day, and we even exchanged a few words!" Zhao Ziwei was even more dissatisfied. "You still know it's a client? I've been doing this for so long, and you haven't paid me. The rule for hiring assassins is that you should pay half upfront, and the other half after the job is done."

"The rule for assassins? Haha!" Chen Yi Hui laughed loudly. "Those dozens of dresses and dozens of bottles of cosmetics, they're all yours after the job is done. Consider it our commission fee!"

"Nonsense, that's just activity expenses, not payment."

Chen Yihui asked seriously, "Ziqiang, you're not short of money right now, why are you in such a hurry for money?"

"I'm afraid you'll renege on your debt. Your parents might be very trustworthy, but you're a scoundrel!" Zhao Ziwei drove the car into the Chen family's gate and laughed, "Actually, I want to buy a new laptop. My current computer is a bit big and not suitable for a girl, but I can't live without it every day!"

"Oh!" Chen Yihui nodded; she didn't care about the money. "Ziqiang, do you think Yiqian might like you?"

"She already likes him, but I don't know if it's the kind of liking you're imagining. I should say, she might not necessarily fall in love with Zhao Ziwei, but Zhao Ziwei is very important to Xinhai Company! Because she can't find a more suitable director than me!"

Chen Yihui was surprised, realizing that Zhao Ziqiang had indeed changed. Three years after their breakup, she had been looking for a confident man like him. Why was he wearing a skirt, and despite having a ladylike appearance, his masculinity seemed even stronger?

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Dad, Mom, this is Ziwei!"

Mr. and Mrs. Chen looked at the young girl—tall, youthful, and beautiful—but neither of them expected that this girl in the blue floral dress was Zhao Ziqiang, the same person who had appeared last month. Chen Mu hadn't even recognized her as Zhao Ziwei from a few days ago, because she had been wearing a formal suit then, not this chic floral dress. Zhou Ying stared at her twice but didn't notice anything special, assuming the girl was just a friend of her daughter.

Chen Yihui finally couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Dad, you've seen her at the company! How come you don't remember? She's Zhao Ziwei, Zhao Ziqiang!"

"What?" Chen Mu dropped the newspaper. It was unbelievable; this was the white-collar girl he'd seen at the company. Zhou Ying was also shocked, exchanging glances with her husband. This was clearly a beautiful girl; how could she be the handsome and masculine Zhao Ziqiang?

Zhao Ziwei lowered her head shyly, blushing, unsure what to do with her hands. She realized then that it wasn't the Chen couple who wanted to see her, but rather the gossipy Chen Yihui who had dragged her to the exhibition. She glared at Chen Yihui, only to be met with a face in return.

Chen Mu's eyes grew larger and his brows furrowed deeper with each glance. Zhou Ying stepped forward in surprise to examine the girl closely. This girl was actually part of the plan. She circled Zhao Ziwei twice and asked Chen Yihui, "She, she really is Zhao Ziqiang? She's clearly a girl!"

Chen Yihui immediately nodded. "Yes, but her name now is Zhao Ziwei!"

Zhao Ziwei found the Chen couple's exaggerated expressions amusing. Confirming her appearance was good, she simply took off her jacket, revealing her fair arms. The sundress was new, and she was wearing it for the first time today. She blinked, then twirled lightly twice, the blue dress spinning into a cylinder, her long hair and earrings swaying with it—truly beautiful.

When she stopped, Zhou Ying couldn't resist touching her long, black hair. "Beautiful, beautiful! She's gorgeous and has such a great presence, no less than Yi Hui!"

Chen Mu couldn't sit still any longer. He stood up and walked closer to Zhao Ziwei, wanting to get a better look at her face. But Zhou Ying suddenly slapped his arm. "Old Chen, don't do that! You're already in your forties!"

Chen Yihui laughed heartily, bending over with laughter. Chen Mu coughed twice: "I saw her once before, but I don't remember what she looked like, only that she was tall. To be honest, this girl is indeed beautiful, it's normal for me to take a second look!"

"Looking is fine, but why get so close? She's a girl!" Zhou Ying said, turning to examine Zhao Ziwei closely, then nodding. She leaned closer to the girl's face, somewhat confused, reaching out to touch her, but then feeling embarrassed. "Um, you don't mind if I touch it, do you?"

Zhao Ziwei thought she was going to check her face, so she nodded. Seeing the two elders' childlike innocence, she couldn't resist wanting to get closer to them, so she closed her eyes, waiting for a hand to touch her.

However, Zhou Ying's hand reached for her neck, scanning it up and down, then said: "Not obvious from looking, but you can feel it by touching!"

Zhao Ziwei then realized she was checking a man's Adam's apple. Okay, she passed. Chen Yihui was very excited; she tried her best to promote Zhao Ziqiang to her parents, hoping the second phase would also go smoothly. She said to her mother, "Mom and Dad, Ziwei has already done the first step. She'll do even better next. Now her colleagues are starting to like her, including Yiqian, so you don't need to worry!"

Zhao Ziwei blushed and said, "Auntie, there are still many things I haven't done well. Every time Yihui sees me, she can find fault with me. I'm far from being truly satisfactory!"

"She finds fault with you because she knows you're a boy. We didn't know that!" Zhou Ying chuckled. "No one is perfect, and Yihui has quite a few flaws!"

Chen Yihui made a face at her mother and said, "I don't think so. Once Ziwei gets used to being a girl, what won't she do? She might hurt more men than I have!"

Zhao Ziwei was both angry and amused. "You really want me to become like you!"

Chen Yihui immediately retorted, "Am I not good enough? Otherwise, why would you like me!"

The Chen couple frowned. Why did their daughter talk like that? Realizing she'd let something slip, Chen Yihui cleverly explained, "Ziwei saw how pretty she looked in a dress, that's why I dragged her onto the boat. Actually, she likes feeling like a girl too!"

Zhao Ziwei snorted. This girl would make up anything to cover up her mistake. Three years ago it was the same, and three years later it was still the same. If there was any change, it was that her lying skills had improved.

Seeing her expression, Chen Yihui knew she'd been seen through, so she grabbed her arm and said, "Ziwei, let's go shopping together and buy two new dresses, okay?"

The Chen couple looked a little strange, but seeing two girls holding hands, they were genuinely confused and couldn't tell if Zhao Ziwei was a boy or a girl. Sensing something amiss, Zhao Ziwei said to Zhou Ying, "The apartment Yihui rented for me is very nice, the environment is quiet, and I'm very comfortable living alone. I'm just afraid that after doing all this, I won't want to move out!"

Zhou Ying smiled and said, "If you like it, then stay!"

Zhao Ziwei was touched. She hadn't expected that her first appearance as a girl would win their favor; it was quite unexpected. Originally, I was worried that the Chen couple would have a strange opinion about a man dressing as a woman, but now it seems there's no need to worry. Chen Yihui pulled her to sit down, then suddenly realized something and let go of her hand. The Chen couple exchanged glances and smiled, it was hard to tell if it was approval or a wry smile.

Zhou Ying asked, "Zi...Wei, is this really your first time dressing as a girl?"

"I tried it once before, because I made a bet with a friend, so I dressed as a girl!" Zhao Ziwei made up a little story, "Yihui somehow found out about it and came to find me!"

"Hehe!" Chen Yihui continued with this fabricated story, "When I saw her picture, I didn't believe she was a man. Well, it took me a lot of effort to convince her, luckily she likes this job, otherwise it would have been difficult."

"I see!" Zhou Ying said, "After this, will you miss living as a girl?"

"No, I'll try to get married before I'm thirty, and marry a lovely girl."

It was incredibly strange to hear these words coming from a beautiful girl. Fortunately, everyone present knew her true identity. Zhao Ziwei, however, sensed something was amiss and lowered her head. She suddenly realized her posture was incorrect and immediately straightened her legs and pulled her skirt up.

Because of Zhao Ziwei's arrival, Chen Yihui had the nanny rest; she didn't want outsiders to know about Zhao Ziwei's connection to the Chen family. Chen Yihui explained, "Yiqian has been very close to the nanny since childhood, and they talk about everything, so Yiqian can't know yet."

Next, Zhao Ziwei introduced her work and the situation in Xinhai to Mr. and Mrs. Chen Mu. “Yiqian is a good girl, very hardworking and dedicated, treating the company like her own business. I think that no matter what happens in the future, whether I like her or she likes me, it won't be right. I hope you can reconsider other methods; I can't bear to lie to her!”

Chen Yihui said anxiously, “Ziwei, as long as it can help Yiqian, we are willing to try. Even if it doesn't work this time, we don't want to give up!”

Zhou Ying said nervously, “It's come to this point; we can't back down now! You've already paid such a high price; it would be a pity to give up now. Although this isn't a good method, we should still try! Sigh, Yiqian!”

“Yes!” Chen Yihui said, “Ziwei, once you've started, don't give up. Even if you can't help her emotionally, help her with her work. You have the ability; don't let the opportunity slip away.”

Zhao Ziwei remained silent. In this environment, she could only remain neutral. They weren't even afraid of the potential negative impact on the Chen family; there was probably no other explanation than love. Although Chen Yihui's methods were somewhat despicable, if this plan could bring them a healthy and cheerful daughter, then wearing a dress herself was a worthwhile sacrifice.

The conversation revolved around Chen Yiqian, and listening to many of Chen Yiqian's stories, Zhao Ziwei felt somewhat dazed. The Chen family's warmth, their casual gestures and words, made it seem as if they treated her as one of their own. Was this just an illusion, or were the Chen family simply hypocritical to the extreme?

In that instant, Zhao Ziwei longed to be part of this family; this harmonious atmosphere was what she had always been searching for. Suddenly, she felt cold and instinctively hugged her arms tightly. Was it because her dress was too thin, or was the air conditioning in the room too strong?

Chen Yihui noticed her change in expression and immediately asked, "Ziwei, what's wrong? Can I turn the air conditioning down a bit? Or, put on your coat!"

Zhao Ziwei shook her head. "I'm fine!" Her heart was pounding, not from the cold, but from fear. She asked herself: If I help the Chen family with this, will I come to like them?

Vaguely, she felt that if this feeling was real, then her feelings for Chen Yiqian might be more than just liking! Could she love her as a girl?

Chapter 52: Zhenzhen Appears

At noon, Zhao Ziwei went out for lunch with the Chen family. In the car, Zhou Ying continued to ask about Chen Yiqian. Zhao Ziwei, sitting in the front seat, kept turning her head to answer, praising Chen Yiqian's intelligence, beauty, elegant temperament, and management skills to the extreme, which pleased Zhou Ying.

Chen Mu rarely spoke; he doubted how effective this cross-dressing boy could be. He always thought he had hired a "vase" at a high salary, and that Zhao Ziwei's exorbitant price was pure extortion. However, since his eldest daughter said this method could cure Chen Yiqian, he had no choice but to agree.

After arriving at the restaurant, Chen Mu began to inquire about the operations of Xinhai Company. Once the topic turned to work, Zhao Ziwei spoke eloquently, describing Xinhai's current situation, offering insights, citing sources, and presenting them logically and systematically. Chen Mu was somewhat surprised; this girl seemed to have been with Xinhai longer than Chen Yiqian, not just recently. Before the food was served, they had already talked for ten minutes. The more Chen Mu listened, the more astonished he became. This cross-dressing girl was very knowledgeable about market operations, no less capable than the manager of Chen's Group. He couldn't help but glance at his daughter; could her boasting be true?

The mother and daughter watched them talking so harmoniously, feeling somewhat puzzled. Chen Yihui said, "Mom, you see? That's how men are; they never stop talking about work!"

Zhou Ying didn't respond, her face showing disbelief. At this moment, she no longer believed that Zhao Ziwei was a boy; her voice was clearly female.

Chen Yihui leaned closer to her mother with a mischievous grin. "Mom, if you didn't know Ziwei was a man, wouldn't you be furious and slap her?"

Zhou Ying was both amused and annoyed, and lightly tapped her. "This girl, so disrespectful! What kind of person do you think your mother is?"

"Mom, you and I are both women!" Chen Yihui giggled, knowing that Zhao Ziwei was seen as a mature and beautiful woman by many.

Zhou Ying finally gave in, whispering in her daughter's ear, "She is indeed a beautiful and charming girl. It won't be long before men like her."

Chen Yihui nodded and whispered, "Mom, let me tell you, someone's already pursuing her!"

"Really? Heh!" Zhou Ying watched her husband talk endlessly about business with Zhao Ziwei, unsure whether she felt jealous or happy. After a while, she whispered, "I guess men only dare to admire her; very few dare to approach her!"

"Why?"

Zhou Ying glanced at Zhao Ziwei, finally shook her head, and whispered in her daughter's ear, "Because she has a very good temperament. Men are a little timid in front of her and dare not approach her!"

"Mom, you're so amazing! Yiqian told me the same thing! She really is like that, both easygoing and proud. Maybe talented people are all like that!" Chen Yihui said proudly, holding her mother's hand. "Mom, I told you that Ziqiang is an advertising expert, but you didn't believe me and always thought I was bragging."

Zhou Ying was a little surprised. For a moment, she had really wondered if Chen Mu really had a confidante. Fortunately, she wasn't a real girl... Zhou Ying told herself. She suddenly thought of a question, "Girl, tell me honestly, is she just an ordinary friend of yours? You have no relationship with her? You understand what I mean by relationship!"

"She's a good friend, but also an ordinary friend!" Chen Yihui's face turned red uncontrollably.

Zhou Ying didn't press the matter. Even as her daughter grew up, even as she became cunning, a mother could still easily see through her. After a while, Chen Mu finished his conversation with Zhao Ziwei, turned to look at Zhou Ying, his face showing barely concealed surprise. He frowned, remaining silent. Seeing the change in her husband's expression, Zhou Ying couldn't help but ask what was wrong.

Chen Mu thought for a moment and said in a low voice, "Compared to her, Yiqian is quite different, not just in experience, but also in ability. I think Yiqian might not be suitable for this job."

Zhou Ying was stunned, not expecting her husband to belittle their daughter while praising someone else. She was unhappy. "As long as Yiqian likes this job, there's no need for her to achieve great things. This is her hope."

"I know!" Chen Mu nodded. "I just want to say that it's too hard on Yiqian. This child has suffered so much these past two years, but she never complains. Looking back now, I really don't know how she got through it. We haven't given her enough support."

Hearing her husband's words, Zhou Ying's nose tingled. All parents are the same; they love their children dearly, no matter what happens. They managed to refrain from contacting their daughter for so long, partly out of pride, but also to give her space to adjust.

Zhao Ziwei had a long talk with Chen Mu, so she couldn't know his impression of her, but she realized that Chen Mu was much better than her previous boss. Perhaps finding a good job was as luxurious as finding a partner. Maybe she could give that nearly finished real estate analysis report to Chen Mu; he might value it. But this middle-aged man was a bit worldly; would he look down on her?

Chen Yihui had always worried that her parents wouldn't accept Zhao Ziqiang in women's clothing. Now, seeing her father appreciate Zhao Ziwei, she felt happy and relieved. Chen Mu chatted with his wife for a while, then turned to her and asked, "Yihui, why didn't you tell me she had this kind of work experience?"

"Dad, what's wrong? Didn't I bring her to see you today?" Chen Yihui didn't know what her father was asking, but she dared not say it was her ex-boyfriend.

"Sigh, what a pity!" Chen Mu glanced at Zhao Ziwei, shook his head, and sighed.

Zhao Ziwei couldn't hear their conversation and looked at Chen Yihui nervously. Chen Yihui was equally bewildered, not understanding what her father was trying to say. Zhou Ying whispered to her, "Your father means that Ziwei is a talented person, but if she weren't a girl, she probably wouldn't want to continue working at Chen's Enterprise. It's such a pity!"

Zhao Ziwei was taken aback, not expecting Chen Mu to have such a high opinion of her, and couldn't help but feel happy. Chen Yihui was even more surprised; she had never cared much about Zhao Ziwei's work, focusing more on love and relationships. She happily said, "Dad, if Ziwei is happy working at Chen's, she'll naturally want to stay. Ziwei, Ziqiang, don't you think so?"

Zhao Ziwei smiled but didn't answer, instead lowering her head. However, her beautiful dress and high heels caused her heartache for the first time. This was the cruel reality; she realized that she had met a kindred spirit in her boss, but was about to miss out because of her identity as a girl.

Silence fell over the room, because everyone remembered the initial plan: Zhao Ziwei had come to help Chen Yiqian out of her predicament. Chen Yihui was the first to lose her composure, saying, "Ziqiang, tell me, don't you like this job?"

"Of course I like it!" Zhao Ziwei smiled, but her heart was filled with bitterness.

"Didn't you say Yiqian is a good girl? Then marry her!"

This statement shocked everyone. The idea seemed like a fantasy, but wasn't the Chen family's plan to bring her back so she could fall in love with Chen Yiqian? This was clearly a young and beautiful girl; marrying another girl was a joke, wasn't it? But they didn't laugh, because it wasn't a joke, but a very unfortunate reality. Zhao Ziwei knew better than anyone that she couldn't stay and work at the Chen family, and the Chen couple wouldn't tolerate a son-in-law who wore a skirt.

Zhou Ying sighed first, saying, "Let's eat, while it's hot!"

After that, everyone lowered their heads to eat, saying very little. Zhao Ziwei's heart, however, could no longer remain calm. Chen Yihui's last words had come as a complete surprise. She really wished she wasn't wearing a skirt and high heels today, but jeans and sneakers. Was that even possible? Having been in Xinhai for over half a month, she hadn't quite remembered her original mission, treating it merely as her job. Only now did she realize she was also facing relationship problems, but how could it be with Chen Yiqian?

Several young men and women entered the restaurant and sat down at the table next to them. Zhao Ziwei glanced up casually, her heart pounding. Good heavens, that's Zhenzhen! What was she doing here? After a while, Zhenzhen also looked around, her gaze sweeping over them, then back again, finally settling on Zhao Ziwei's profile. Zhenzhen's brows furrowed; she clearly recognized her—the girl in the red dress she'd met at the supermarket.

Zhao Ziwei felt a chill run down her spine. She was doomed. Under the table, she gripped Chen Yihui's hand tightly, pointed in Zhenzhen's direction, and whispered, "That person at the supermarket a few days ago!"

Chen Yihui immediately understood; she had used her peripheral vision to confirm it was Zhenzhen. Always quick-witted, she deliberately asked, "Ziwei, how's the ad shoot going? Didn't you say last time that the client was very picky?"

"Yes, it's not easy. Some clients are hard to communicate with!" Zhao Ziwei answered truthfully, trying to soften her voice, but even Mr. and Mrs. Chen noticed something was off.

"I remember you said your brother is also an expert. If you two collaborated regularly, it would be a piece of cake!" Chen Yihui took out a small mirror from her handbag, placed it discreetly to observe Zhenzhen, and then took out her phone to type.

Zhao Ziwei immediately understood her meaning and said, "You mean Ziqiang? He's quite capable, but nobody knows where he is!" Then she deliberately smiled and said, "Yihui, you've only met him once. You haven't fallen for him, have you? He has a girlfriend!"

"I didn't say I liked him!" Chen Yihui pretended to be embarrassed. "I just said it would be nice to have a friend like him. Since he's not married, meeting him for dinner shouldn't be a big problem, right?" Mr.

and Mrs. Chen were puzzled and exchanged glances, neither of them understanding. They saw Chen Yihui hand them a cell phone with a message that read: "Pretend to be deaf and dumb; Ziwei is in danger."

Zhao Ziwei, unsure of Zhenzhen's reaction, continued her act. "Yihui, if you like him, you like him. You're no less attractive than that Hangzhou girl. Find a chance to get close to him, I'll help you."

Suddenly, Zhou Ying gestured to them. Chen Yihui was surprised, seeing Zhenzhen approaching in the mirror, but she continued, "Okay, bring him next time we meet!"

Just as Zhao Ziwei was about to speak, a familiar voice came from behind. "Excuse me, do you know Zhao Ziqiang? I'm his friend! Where is he now? Does he have a new girlfriend? Is he in Hangzhou or Shanghai?"

Zhao Ziwei's heart nearly leaped out of her chest; her hands gripped her skirt tightly, trying to calm herself. Unfortunately, she didn't do it well. If Zhenzhen had shifted her gaze even slightly, she would have seen her trembling hands. Zhao Ziwei's neck wouldn't move, but she had to turn her head, even if it was the end of the world.

Zhenzhen stared at the turned face, frozen like a statue. Her lips moved a few times before a voice came out: "Ziqiang, is it really you? You've turned into a girl?"

Chapter 53, Relentless Pursuit

. Oh no, Zhenzhen recognized me, my life is over... Zhao Ziwei understood that this game was over. How could she explain without being called a pervert?

"I..." Zhao Ziwei clenched her fists so tightly that she almost tore her skirt.

Chen Yihui interrupted: "Ziwei, Ziwei, why don't you invite your friend to sit down!"

Zhao Ziwei's body trembled, and she came to her senses, saying: "You are Ziqiang's friend. I am his sister, Ziwei. May I ask who you are?"

"Ziqiang, you...!" Zhenzhen trembled and couldn't continue. Because she was standing higher, she could see Zhao Ziwei's chest, the deep cleavage, the full breasts. She swallowed hard twice, rubbed her eyes, unable to suppress her surprise and fear. These were clearly a woman's breasts; there was no trace of Zhao Ziqiang. Zhenzhen gasped for breath, managing only a whispered, "I'm Zhenzhen, Ziqiang's girlfriend!"

"Oh, please sit down." Zhao Ziwei's hands trembled; she couldn't even pull out a chair, so Chen Yihui did it. Noticing Zhenzhen's gaze, she instinctively covered her chest with her hand.

Zhenzhen hesitated for a moment, then sat down. This face was clearly Zhao Ziqiang's, so how could another girl look exactly like him? But this girl had a fuller chest, bright red lips, jet-black hair, crescent-shaped eyebrows, and those sparkling earrings, and a summery floral sundress. Zhenzhen murmured, "You look exactly like Ziqiang. I thought you were Ziqiang just now. I'm so sorry. Of course, how could Ziqiang become a girl?"

"Yes, we look alike. Everyone who's seen us says so!" Zhao Ziwei's voice trembled slightly, but Zhenzhen, in her shock, didn't notice. Looking at the girl they had spent every day with, Zhao Ziwei/Ziqiang couldn't calm down, but what could they do? Besides, they were both wearing dresses.

"Ziwei, please have some tea with your friend!" Seeing the tense atmosphere, Chen Yihui handed over a cup of tea. "Ziwei, you two can talk slowly, it's alright!"

The repeated calls of "Ziwei" were a reminder to maintain her ladylike demeanor. Zhao Ziwei saw the concern and worry in Chen Yihui's eyes and felt a pang of sadness. Both were girls she liked; it seemed she had to sacrifice one. "Zhenzhen, have we met before? You look familiar!"

Zhenzhen nodded immediately. "Yes, last time at the supermarket, you were wearing a red dress. I called you, but you didn't hear me!"

Chen Yihui interjected. "I remember now, you were with your boyfriend then!"

"He's not my boyfriend, just a friend!" Zhenzhen blushed and glanced back at her companion. She turned her gaze back, scrutinizing Zhao Ziwei from head to toe, finally settling on her smooth legs beneath the dress.

Zhao Ziwei asked, "What kind of conflict did you two have? Last month he called me and said he lost his job and was going to Hangzhou. I thought he would come to my house, but I haven't seen him." "

I think he no longer considers me his girlfriend! I told him we should break up after our last argument, and now I regret it so much!" Zhenzhen said sadly. Her face was uncertain, wondering whether to continue believing Zhao Ziqiang or give up the investigation. "Do you have Ziqiang's address and phone number?"

Zhao Ziwei shook her head. "We rarely contact each other. I called him, but his phone is always off. I think he might not be in Shanghai."

"He's avoiding me!" Zhenzhen said, bowing her head. "I know I was wrong. I really want to apologize to him and ask him to forgive me!"

Zhao Ziwei felt hot all over, her blood rushing to her head, and she almost blurted out: I am Ziqiang. Seeing Zhao Ziwei's flushed face and hesitant expression, Chen Yihui knew things were going badly and immediately interjected, "Ziwei, if you can help her, please do! Ziwei, okay?"

Calling her Ziwei twice in one sentence immediately snapped her out of her daze. If she confessed to Zhenzhen, she wouldn't be able to continue her work. Zhao Ziwei could only say, "If I see Ziqiang, I'll tell him to resolve any conflicts properly and not to resort to avoidance!"

"Okay!" Zhenzhen was somewhat disappointed. Only then did she realize everyone had stopped eating and was watching, clearly disturbing their meal. She smiled apologetically and said to Zhao Ziwei, "Excuse my bluntness, but I know Ziqiang's sister married and moved to America a few years ago. Are you really his sister?"

Zhao Ziwei was startled and immediately said, "Actually, I'm his cousin. I introduced him to his first job at the advertising company. Didn't he tell you? His father and my father had a falling out over something and have been bitter enemies ever since. We don't interact on the surface!" "

Oh!" Zhenzhen nodded, though her eyes still darted around, filled with suspicion. “Sister, if you hear anything about Ziqiang, please let me know, okay?”

“Okay!” Zhao Ziwei nodded in agreement and wrote her phone number on the napkin. “This is my temporary number in Shanghai. I’ll be back in Hangzhou in a few days!”

Zhenzhen bowed apologetically to the Chen family and walked back to her friends. Zhao Ziwei breathed a sigh of relief, almost collapsing. She understood that her breasts were her shield today. Chen Yihui was glad that the expensive prosthetic breasts had worked so well, but it was all worth the money for her sister.

The Chen couple also understood the gist of it. They were experienced and didn’t ask any questions because the occasion was inappropriate. To avoid an awkward silence, Chen Yihui made some small talk, and Zhao Ziwei responded casually. Silence would only arouse Zhenzhen’s suspicion, because Zhenzhen kept glancing over during the meal.

Zhou Ying knew that staying any longer was not a solution, so she paid the bill. After saying goodbye to Zhenzhen, Zhao Ziwei also left the restaurant. Zhenzhen stared at Zhao Ziwei’s back, wanting to chase after her twice, but seeing her swaying waist, her flowing skirt, and her pointed high heels, she lost her courage.

As Zhao Ziwei stepped out of the restaurant, her legs gave way, and she collapsed onto the steps. Chen Yihui and the receptionist rushed over to help her, while Mr. and Mrs. Chen Mu inquired with concern. Chen Yihui told her parents to go home first, saying she would stay with Zhao Ziwei. The Chen couple gave a few words of advice and then left in a taxi.

Once outside the restaurant area, Chen Yihui asked, "Ziwei, are you hurt?"

"I'm fine, I just sat for too long, my legs are numb!" Zhao Ziwei gasped for breath, rubbing her buttocks vigorously. Her buttocks did

n't have as much fat as a typical girl's, so they hurt. Noticing that she was walking forward silently instead of heading towards the parking lot, Chen Yihui felt anxious. Just how close were Zhao Ziqiang and Zhenzhen? They had discussed marriage; their relationship couldn't be bad. "Ziqiang, do you still love her?"

"Who?" Zhao Ziwei didn't react for a moment, then said, "I don't know!"

Chen Yihui grabbed her arm. "Ziqiang, answer me, do you still love Zhenzhen?"

Zhao Ziwei frowned, thought for a moment, and shook her head. Over the past few days, she hadn't particularly missed Zhenzhen; even when she did, she only felt sad, not heartbroken.

"That's good, otherwise I would have been worried about Yiqian!" Chen Yihui breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Ziwei was startled and looked up at her. She had always treated getting close to Chen Yiqian as a task, and even though she now had more feelings for the girl, she didn't think it would become intimate. Just now at the Chen family's house, she felt the family's affection and impulsively wanted to join in. But, to Chen Yiqian, she was also a girl, how could she love her?

Chen Yihui pulled her into the mall and sat down on a bench. "Zhenzhen stared at your chest for a long time, that's why she gave up, it means she can't recognize you. Since that's the case, Ziqiang, you should just call and tell her you have a new girlfriend, let her give up!"

"I can't say it!" Zhao Ziwei was in turmoil. Although they had broken up, she still had feelings for Zhenzhen.

"Ziqiang, I'm not a sabotager, nor do I mean to gloat. I'm just reminding you that you and Zhenzhen have broken up." Chen Yihui held her hand. "I sincerely hope you and Yiqian are together. If you two can get together, our whole family will be happy!"

"Nonsense, your parents won't agree!" Zhao Ziwei said indifferently. She only sensed the appreciation of Chen Mu and his wife, but couldn't feel that they were truly willing to matchmake her.

Afraid that she would overthink, Chen Yihui pulled her into the mall, talking incessantly. Zhao Ziwei thought, since she couldn't change it, she might as well forget about it for now. Looking at the colorful dresses, her brow slowly relaxed. It's understandable for a girl to vent through shopping; soon, she and Chen Yihui were chatting and laughing about fashion.

Seeing her former boyfriend become her sister, Chen Yihui could only say she was lucky. When this person was Zhao Ziqiang, he had no feminine qualities or inclinations, but when he wore a dress, he was like a woman. Not to mention his high heels and makeup, even his movements and demeanor were those of a standard girl; it couldn't be described as a preference, perhaps more accurately as an innate quality.

In front of the mirror, they changed into their chosen dresses and examined themselves. Zhao Ziwei wore a pink three-layered chiffon dress, while Chen Yihui chose a red halter-neck, backless floral dress. The two elegant girls drew attention.

Chen Yihui laughed, "Ziwei, you look beautiful in this pink dress, very feminine!"

"Aren't you too?" Zhao Ziwei smiled sweetly. The pink dress was exquisite and elegant; she just wanted to try it on for fun, as it wasn't suitable for everyday wear.

But Chen Yihui saw through her thoughts and simply had the saleswoman process the order. Watching her go to pay, Zhao Ziwei sighed. Was being infatuated with a girl to this extent a good thing or a bad thing? When Chen Yihui returned, she found that Zhao Ziwei had changed back into her original dress and asked curiously, "Ziwei, why did you change out of that dress? You could have just worn it!"

"I'm not as provocative as you!" Zhao Ziwei changed back into her original floral sundress, looking much more natural. "I think this pink is more suitable for the evening; it's too flashy during the day!"

Chen Yihui didn't want to change out of the new dress. She said, "Ziwei, take off your jacket. Let's be sexy together. I'll show my back, and you can show your shoulders!"

Zhao Ziwei hesitated. She usually only dared to do this at night; during the day, she always wore a jacket. She glanced around; the other girls were doing the same. She took off her coat, her shoulders immediately feeling cool and refreshed. Chen Yihui laughed, "Even when you become Zhao Ziqiang again, you should wear skirts from time to time, like on weekends!"

Zhao Ziwei blinked, "Yihui, if I were really a girl, would you still be so nice to me?"

Chen Yihui was taken aback. Yes, she used to feel a little uncomfortable when her younger sister dressed prettier than her. "You're right. Although you have a girl's appearance, your heart is still that of a man. You're very serious at work, and you're very sincere in your interactions with people. I like all of that!"

"I know! So I know what kind of person I'm suited for, and what path I'm suited to take!"

"Then you don't miss Zhenzhen anymore?"

"What doesn't belong to me, there's no need to think about!"

Chen Yihui frowned. Was she referring to Zhenzhen or Chen Yiqian?

Having arrived at the mall, they inevitably spent some time shopping. Before long, the two were carrying several shopping bags. Zhao Ziwei couldn't say how long this situation of a man in a woman's body would last, but she truly enjoyed the cool skirt and the good mood it brought.

A few steps out of the mall, Zhenzhen suddenly rushed over and blocked their way. "You're Ziqiang, why won't you admit it?"

Zhao Ziwei trembled, unable to speak. Seeing the situation was turning against them, Chen Yihui preemptively asked, "Miss, how long have you known Ziqiang?"

Zhenzhen replied, "One year and two months!"

Chen Yihui knew Zhao Ziwei might not be able to withstand the pressure, so she stepped in to defend her. "I've known Ziwei for three years and seven months. I also know her boyfriend; they're getting married next month. What makes you so sure she's your boyfriend? One's a man, the other a woman!"

Zhenzhen exclaimed in surprise, turning to stare at Zhao Ziwei. “Ziqiang, there were a lot of people in the restaurant just now, I didn’t want to ruin the atmosphere. Why did you run so fast? Doesn’t that mean you’re guilty?”

Chen Yihui said, “You know how to ruin the atmosphere? Those two were Ziwei’s parents, and you made them lose their appetite. You’re so domineering, even if you break up with her first, seeing you like this, she’ll break up with you sooner or later!”

“You… I’m not talking to you, I’m only talking to Ziqiang!” Zhenzhen stared intently at Zhao Ziwei, “There are no two people in the world who look exactly alike, you must have dressed up as a girl!”

“You…” Chen Yihui was about to say something, but Zhao Ziwei grabbed her arm and said, “Zhenzhen, you’re Ziqiang’s friend, I won’t scold you, but you have to be reasonable!”

Zhenzhen’s nose tingled, and she cried. “I did something wrong, I said something wrong, you don’t have to treat me like this! Why did you dress up as a girl? And get breast implants, that’s too much!” Chen

Yihui was furious. "You're so stupid, you can't even tell the difference between men and women!"

"This is between Ziqiang and me, it's none of your business!" Zhenzhen glared at her, then turned to Zhao Ziwei, "Unless you let me examine your body, I'll assume you're Ziqiang!"

Zhao Ziwei trembled with fear; wasn't this going to kill her? She steeled herself and pretended to be angry, yelling, "Zhenzhen, you're disgusting! Do you want me to take off my skirt for you to examine me?!"

"No need, come with me to the bathroom, let me examine you here." Zhenzhen pointed to her chest.

Chen Yihui couldn't hold back any longer and yelled, "You're a pervert! You actually want me to take off my clothes for you to examine me? Don't you know any shame?"

"It's none of your business, get out of my way!" Zhenzhen glared at her angrily, "I know Ziqiang definitely won't change his sex, because he likes girls, he likes having sex with me!"

Chen Yihui was terrified. Although she was strong, she could only back down in the face of the furious Zhenzhen. Zhao Ziwei was stunned; Zhenzhen had never spoken so boldly before. “Fine, I’ll go to the restroom with you. No matter the conclusion, I’ll advise Ziqiang to break up with you. You don’t deserve his love!”

Zhenzhen was stunned. These words hurt her. Although she couldn’t say how deeply she loved Zhao Ziqiang, she needed this man. She hardened her heart and said, “If you won’t let me check, I’ll assume you’re Ziqiang! I’ll go to the restroom first. If you really are Ziqiang’s sister, come with me!”

Chen Yihui panicked and grabbed her hand, saying, “Ziwei, ignore her, let’s go.”

Zhao Ziwei looked at Zhenzhen’s back, feeling both pain and fear. Finally, she shook her head at Chen Yihui. Chen Yihui watched them walk into the mall one after the other, her heart sinking to the bottom of a lake.

Chapter 54, Physical Examination

“Zhenzhen, me coming in with you doesn’t mean I’ll let you touch me!”

“Then what are you doing here?” Zhenzhen glared at her. “You dare to dress up as a girl, why don’t you dare to go into the women’s restroom?”

Although both of them were wearing high heels, she was a head taller than Zhenzhen, who stared at her face. "You must be Ziqiang. If you were the older sister, you couldn't be that tall!"

Zhao Ziwei's eyes darted around, remembering what Chen Yihui had said earlier—that the people they ate with were her parents. "Why not? You saw my parents just now; aren't they very tall?"

They were talking in the corner near the restroom. Zhenzhen insisted on a physical examination, but Zhao Ziwei didn't want to go into the restroom. Zhenzhen said, "Then let's go to the stairwell; there shouldn't be anyone there!"

Before Zhao Ziwei could answer, Zhenzhen pulled her by the waist of her skirt and led her inside. Afraid of tearing her skirt, she had no choice but to follow. Well, she thought, maybe she should just be honest; things had come to this point anyway.

"Take off your high heels, and I'll know. Every time I wear high heels, I'm almost as tall as you, but you still insist I wear them because you like them, don't you remember?"

"Really? My husband said the same thing. It seems like all men say the same thing!" Zhao Ziwei became shameless; the lighting wasn't bright, and no one would notice her blushing. For the past month, she hadn't even been able to say "my boyfriend," but this time, she blurted it out in this crisis.

Zhenzhen pointed to her chest. "Then let me check here, we agreed on that!"

"I didn't agree to that! You measured my height, then you weighed me, and after that you want to check my body. Are you done yet? If you keep being so shameless, I'm leaving!"

"Ziqiang, how could you treat me like this? It's fine if you hate me, but why did you have to get a sex change!"

"Idiot, can't you tell the difference between men and women! Didn't you see it in the restaurant? Do you want me to strip naked for you?" Zhao Ziwei snorted, deciding to be even more ruthless. "Don't you think you're a pervert? What would you think if I made such a request of you?"

"I'll let you touch me, all over!" Zhenzhen pointed to her chest. "I'll just check here, actually I don't need to look at other places! You're just like Ziqiang, this is how you are when I'm angry. If you don't let me touch you, I'll assume you're Ziqiang!"

"Shameless, no wonder you broke up with me and Ziqiang didn't try to stop you, serves you right!"

"What did you say? If you say another word, I'll get rough with you!" Zhenzhen actually raised her hand.

Seeing how fierce she was, Zhao Ziwei couldn't help but take a step back. She was really afraid of this kind of unreasonable girl. "Fine, if she finds out, she can confess." "Only my closest confidants have touched this place. Letting you touch it today is an exception. You have to promise me you won't tell anyone!"

"Don't worry, I won't say anything!" Zhenzhen immediately replied, then added, "At most, I'll let you touch mine too, that way you'll calm down!"

"Why would I touch you? You should save that for your boyfriend!" Zhao Ziwei found it amusing, thinking that place had been touched hundreds of times.

Zhenzhen carefully placed her hand on her chest, but the feeling through her clothes and bra wasn't quite real, so she increased the pressure. Zhao Ziwei didn't know how to react, so she deliberately shook her body a couple of times, as if a sensitive spot had been touched. Zhenzhen frowned when she saw her movement. "Impossible, it's clearly Ziqiang, how could he have breasts?"

Zhao Ziwei said, "Alright, alright, someone's coming!"

Zhenzhen turned around but didn't see anyone. Zhao Ziwei straightened her clothes and prepared to leave. Zhenzhen's eyes darted around, she gritted her teeth, and kicked her shin. Zhao Ziwei cried out in pain, crouching down and clutching her shin. "Why did you hit me?" she exclaimed.

Zhenzhen quickly reached into her collar and squeezed her left breast tightly. "What are you doing?" Zhao Ziwei cried out, but she was crouching and couldn't stand up because of Zhenzhen's pressure. Zhenzhen squeezed the left breast, then the right, her brows furrowed deeply. Zhao Ziwei panicked, slapped Zhenzhen's hand away, and stood up, her face flushed. Zhenzhen clutched her slapped hand, looking utterly dejected. "It's over, it's really true!"

"Of course it's true!" Zhao Ziwei turned to the side in annoyance, adjusted her bra, and pretended to scold, "You squeezed so hard, are you even a woman?"

Zhenzhen lowered her head in frustration. "Sorry, I was just checking. It's your turn to touch me!"

"I'm not as bored as you. I'm going to tell Ziqiang so he'll never talk to you again!"

"No, you are Ziqiang!" Zhenzhen shouted, grabbing her arm and refusing to let go. "If you were a girl, you wouldn't let me touch you there. No girl would let a stranger touch such a private place."

Zhao Ziwei was taken aback. She had only thought of giving a perfunctory answer, and would admit it if she was found out. Unexpectedly, Zhenzhen had found a new excuse. "Zhenzhen, don't be ridiculous. I'll let it slide this time because you're Ziqiang's friend. But if you keep talking nonsense, I'll scold you!"

"No way!" Zhenzhen became domineering. "Unless you let me check down there, I'll tell all my friends that you're a man, including that friend you just met!"

Zhao Ziwei trembled with anger. She had touched her breasts and was now checking her genitals. If Zhenzhen had been more polite, she would have confessed. Seeing that she didn't speak, Zhenzhen took it as tacit consent and squatted down, reaching her right hand under Zhao Ziwei's skirt. Zhao Ziwei gritted her teeth and slapped Zhenzhen across the face.

Zhenzhen was stunned, and it took her a long time to react before she burst into tears. "You hit me?"

"Yes, I hit you!" Zhao Ziwei was desperate. "I'm going to teach you a lesson, you arrogant and ignorant little girl! You have no manners, no class whatsoever! No wonder Ziqiang doesn't want you!"

"You hit me?" Zhenzhen was heartbroken. "You never scold me, let alone hit me! You…you hit me?" She leaned against the wall, tears streaming down her face. "You're not Ziqiang. Ziqiang loved me the most; he would never lay a hand on me!"

Zhao Ziwei's heart ached terribly. Although she held back her strength, the slap was still quite hard. "Zhenzhen, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I…"

"You don't understand. I really want to find Ziqiang! I think it's impossible now. Ziqiang said I'm unreasonable and domineering, and never think of others. He definitely doesn't love me anymore…"

Zhao Ziwei was agitated and reached out to wipe away Zhenzhen's tears. “Zhenzhen, I’m sorry, I wanted to tell you, actually I…”

“Don’t say anymore, you really look like Ziqiang. If you two stood together, I wouldn’t have mistaken you!” Zhenzhen wiped away her tears and bowed to her. “I’m sorry, sister, please forgive my rudeness. If you see Ziqiang, please tell him I love him!”

Watching Zhenzhen run away, covering her face, Zhao Ziwei was stunned for a long time. She had known Zhenzhen for so long, even talked about marriage, yet she had never uttered the word “love.” Tears welled up in Zhao Ziwei’s eyes. What was this? The girl she loved was right in front of her, yet she had to pretend not to know her.

She absentmindedly walked down the steps, suddenly her high heels wobbled, and she almost fell. What was going on? She had worn high heels for so long, and nothing like this had ever happened.

Chen Yihui waited anxiously for her to come out. “Ziwei, did you tell her?”

Zhao Ziwei gave a bitter smile. “Yihui, I don’t want to be a girl anymore, until today!”

“No!” Chen Yihui was anxious, grabbing her arm. “Tell me, if you hadn’t seen Zhenzhen today, would you have thought the same thing?”

Zhao Ziwei shook her head. "Just because I don't want to do it today doesn't mean I'll keep doing it forever!"

"You and Dad got along so well today, I could tell you were excited because you found a good boss who appreciates you." Chen Yihui focused on the key point.

Zhao Ziwei paused, startled. Why didn't Zhenzhen understand me this well? This girl is really something, she can say whatever she wants to anyone. "So what if he appreciates me? I can't be a girl forever! I want to fall in love, get married, and fall asleep holding the one I love!"

"I know!" Chen Yihui tightened her grip on her arm. "You once said that a man's most important thing is his career, and now is the time for that! If you do well in your career, are you afraid no one will love you in the future?"

"Do I look like a man now? If it really is a career, it belongs to Zhao Ziwei, and has nothing to do with Zhao Ziqiang. What reason do I have to talk about career now?"

“You’re wrong. The grades may belong to Zhao Ziwei, but the experience is yours. You’re capable, and you know my father admires you. Even if you don’t work for Chen’s in the future, my father will recommend you to others; he has influence in the business world. Ziqiang, I admit I’m selfish; I’ve always wanted to keep you by my side. But I know you don’t belong to me. You have your own world, your own career! You can disregard the plan to help Yiqian, but isn’t it a challenge for you to make Xinhai successful and reach the standards of a listed company?”

Zhao Ziwei was a little surprised; this girl was quite eloquent. “Yi Hui, I can’t work with this kind of identity! Even if your father acknowledges my talent and writes me a letter of recommendation in the future, I can’t prove to others that Zhao Ziqiang is Zhao Ziwei.”

“You don’t need to prove it. Even if the reputation belongs to Zhao Ziwei, the experience belongs to Zhao Ziqiang, and no one can take that away. Ziqiang, I’m not a good manager, so I didn’t join Chen’s helper team, but I know you are that kind of person. I had dinner with Yi Qian the other day, and I found out she’s jealous of you. This jealousy isn’t just due to the girl herself, but also includes your management experience and talent.” Chen Yi Hui was quick-witted and had a knack for persuasion. “You said Yi Qian is a good girl, so help her manage Xinhai well. Once you’ve accumulated that experience, it will be easier for you to do other jobs!”

Zhao Ziwei smiled bitterly. “Yi Hui, you’re so eloquent. Why don’t you join Chen’s helper team? I think you’d do just as well as Yi Qian!”

“Hehe!” Chen Yi Hui laughed, “I can only talk, not act!”

“I think so too!” Zhao Ziwei nodded.

“You dare laugh at me?” Chen Yi Hui slapped her arm. Seeing that Zhao Ziwei's mood had calmed down, she breathed a sigh of relief.

However, they lost their desire to shop and headed to the parking lot to get their car. Zhao Ziwei said earnestly, "Yihui, I'm very confident at work. Many people say I'm arrogant, even Yiqian says so. But in front of you, I'm a completely different person. I've never shown any of that domineering attitude, not even a bit bossy. That's not my personality at all!"

Chen Yihui sighed softly; this was exactly what she feared. "Three years ago, I did think you weren't mature enough, and sometimes I even thought you were useless. Now your confidence scares me a little, because what you call timidity isn't fear, but rather that you care about me and have me in your heart."

Zhao Ziwei nodded. "I know. I want to tell you that I'm not like this in front of other girls; it's only in front of you that I'm a little vulnerable!"

Chen Yihui held her arm tightly, not pressing for details about Zhenzhen. She understood that a confident Zhao Ziqiang at work would also mature emotionally. Or perhaps, he and his sister had more in common, because they were the same kind of people.

“Yihui, let me drive! I like having things under my control. Even if I've hesitated or retreated, my direction remains unchanged!”

“I know, that's what I admire about you!” Chen Yihui held her hand and handed her the keys. “Ziqiang, if I get married, will you still be with me?”

Zhao Ziwei looked at her quietly and slowly shook her head.

Chen Yihui felt a pang of sadness. She already knew the answer, but she couldn't help asking. Watching Zhao Ziwei start the car and operate it with ease, she understood that this person had already taken control of her.

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