If a woman has the heart to, no matter how much a man tries to prevent it, she will still cheat if she wants to.

The designer thought this to himself, waiting for Li Zhenguan’s answer. Sure enough, the other party obediently went along with Wang Zhao’s words, without any objection.

“Let’s do as Wang Zhao says,” Li Zhenguan said. “Just send it to us via email later. We’re quite busy and probably won’t have time to come again anytime soon.”

The designer smiled, “That’s no problem, we can provide door-to-door service. Mr. Yang has spent quite a bit here, and we’re planning to visit at the end of the month anyway. We can have someone bring the design proposals over at the same time.”

Li Zhenguan glanced at Wang Zhao before nodding.

“That works then. If there are any issues, just contact me directly.”

The designer nodded with a smile.

In this line of work, he had seen a lot and readily accepted individual customers’ requests. After all, the customer is always right, aren’t they?

As they left the studio, Li Zhenguan said he’d have the driver take Wang Zhao home. She didn’t refuse; there was no need to be aloof about such things, as it was just a casual gesture for Li Zhenguan.

Almost as soon as she agreed, a smile appeared on Li Zhenguan’s face. He stared at Wang Zhao for a while, making her feel a bit uncomfortable. She couldn’t help but move her face slightly, looking at him with lowered brows and eyes.

Slightly puzzled, she asked, “Why so happy?”

Perhaps she hadn’t even noticed that her tone unconsciously carried a hint of amusement and teasing.

For Li Zhenguan, this was particularly precious. Liking and love are mutual; he always hoped to get a response from Wang Zhao, even if just a tiny bit, rather than like before, when there was a line drawn between them, with Wang Zhao staying self-restrained on the other side of the line, expressionless.

Li Zhenguan just smiled without saying anything, leaving Wang Zhao at a loss for words. So she lowered her head and continued looking at her phone.

But when she really did this, Li Zhenguan became unsatisfied again. Thinking of the message he saw earlier in the car, his heart stirred once more. If a person dreams of obtaining the moon or covets a golden statue, then how much more does he yearn for, and how much more does he doubt himself and disbelieve when he obtains it.

So Li Zhenguan couldn’t help but probe: “Wang Zhao, have you been in a relationship before?”

Wang Zhao’s phone-scrolling motion paused for a moment. At this point, she hadn’t thought too much of it, just assuming Li Zhenguan was curious. This was also normal and understandable. It’s not unusual for a future spouse to be curious about past relationships.

She couldn’t help but want to see Li Zhenguan’s expression, but her gaze remained on the phone screen, scrolling past a data analysis question while casually answering: “What, does it bother you?”

“I’m just curious,” Li Zhenguan said, actually feeling a bit guilty inside, mainly because Wang Zhao was too sensitive. If you say a bit too much, she would feel something was off and stop talking.

“I’ve told you about my past relationships before,” Li Zhenguan mumbled softly, sounding a bit aggrieved.

“Is that so?” It must have been before her car accident, but the person listening then might not have been her. Thinking of this, Wang Zhao’s heart cooled a bit, and she said lightly, “I don’t really remember.”

It became quiet beside her.

Wang Zhao waited for a while but didn’t hear any reaction from Li Zhenguan. Just as she was about to turn her head curiously, Li Zhenguan called her name: “Wang Zhao.”

She heard that his tone wasn’t quite right, and as soon as she turned her head, she saw that his eyes were already red. Indeed, he was a pregnant person now; she hadn’t seen him cry so easily in the previous period.

Wang Zhao had no choice but to soften her tone: “Tell me again, I’ll listen carefully this time and definitely remember.”

Li Zhenguan blinked, meeting Wang Zhao’s gaze. His heart fluttered, and taking advantage of this opportunity, he said coyly: “You go first.”

Sure enough, he would take a mile if given an inch.

Wang Zhao stared at Li Zhenguan for a while, until the tears in Li Zhenguan’s eyes were about to spill over. She then nodded slightly, her finger lightly brushing across the corner of the man’s eye, bringing a tickling sensation.

Li Zhenguan’s body stiffened for a moment, suddenly feeling that the skin touched by her had become scorching hot, as if it had been roasted by a fierce fire.

Wang Zhao said in a flat tone: “Zhenguan, don’t cry over such small things next time. It’s not good for your health.”

Li Zhenguan nodded dumbly.

Only then did Wang Zhao smile: “There’s not much to say about my past relationships. I had a boyfriend in college, but we broke up after graduation.”

Li Zhenguan wasn’t quite satisfied and tugged at her sleeve. This kind of small gesture was something Li Zhenguan would never have dared to do before. It was only after seeing Wang Zhao’s increasingly gentle attitude towards him that he dared to be so bold.

“That’s too simple, it’s like you didn’t say anything at all,” Li Zhenguan expressed his dissatisfaction in a low voice.

Wang Zhao sighed, having no choice as Li Zhenguan pestered her. Suddenly thinking of something, she asked: “Weren’t you also studying at Jiang University before? Didn’t you hear anything?”

She looked at Li Zhenguan.

However, Li Zhenguan’s face remained unchanged as he blinked, looking at her somewhat blankly: “Hear about what?”

Wang Zhao withdrew her gaze: “Nothing. My relationship history is unremarkable, there’s really nothing much to say. It was just a college romance. I went on to graduate school, he went abroad to study, and then we broke up.”

Li Zhenguan asked, “Did you break up because of the long-distance relationship?”

Wang Zhao wasn’t too sure, but this was likely the main reason: “Maybe.”

This was as good as saying nothing. But Li Zhenguan knew when to stop, asking too deeply would annoy Wang Zhao. No one likes to be asked about their ex, and today he was just testing the waters.

In his heart, he thought Wang Zhao wouldn’t agree to his request given her personality, but unexpectedly, Wang Zhao didn’t refuse at all and talked about her previous relationship experience.

Of course, this might be because for Wang Zhao, she didn’t remember the relationship with Chen Fangli at all. In her view, maybe the person who had been in that relationship wasn’t even her. Since it wasn’t her personally, and she had no memory of it, Wang Zhao could talk about this relationship as if it were someone else’s story.

Because it wasn’t a personal experience, there was no sense of being invaded.

Li Zhenguan stopped talking, seeing that she was about to look at her phone again, he quickly pulled Wang Zhao’s sleeve: “Don’t you want to know about my relationship history?”

Wang Zhao pursed her lips.