Chapter 57: Auntie Zhong

Chapter 57: Auntie Zhong

In fact, Zhou Weining had already been reduced to tears by Fu Zhengtu an hour earlier in the cafeteria.

Fu Zhengtu didn’t recognize her. Fu Zhengtu actually didn’t recognize her!

How could Fu Zhengtu not recognize her?

Her brother and Fu Zhengtu were college classmates. They had already met more than once when they were attending university in the capital.

After they graduated, they both entered the research institute for work. She would occasionally see him when she tagged along with her brother or visited her grandfather. Not to mention, after graduating from the military academy, she joined the logistics department at the base.

Although they didn’t see each other often, they would run into each other a few times every year.

They didn’t greet each other every time, but they had always seen each other.

Her grandfather had even joked about setting her up with Fu Zhengtu.

She assumed her grandfather had asked him first.

So, all along, whenever someone showed interest in Fu Zhengtu, she would quickly put a stop to it.

She didn’t need to do much. With her beauty, just standing in front of someone was enough. Most people couldn’t compare to her beauty, so they’d feel out of their league. Then, she would casually mention who her grandfather was and the relationship between her cousin and Fu Zhengtu, subtly implying that she was close to Fu Zhengtu. As long as the other person wasn’t a fool, they would back off.

Of course, she wouldn’t be so foolish as to say much to Fu Zhengtu directly.

She had her pride, and anyway, when the time came, a match arranged by her grandfather and the organization would naturally come to fruition.

She waited and waited, only to eventually hear the news that Fu Zhengtu had come to the island with his wife and children.

She couldn’t believe it!

She wandered around in a daze all day, and early the next morning, she went to the cafeteria to wait. It wasn’t that there was anything between her and Fu Zhengtu, nor did she have the right to ask anything, but she just wanted to hear him say whether it was true.

And then, he didn’t even recognize her!

Zhou Weining thought she was quite beautiful. Her friends and family always told her she was beautiful, definitely not the kind of appearance that people would forget easily.

But how could he not remember her?

At that moment, she felt like she was falling apart. What else was there to ask? If he couldn’t even remember who she was, what was the point of asking anything?

How could Fu Zhengtu be like this?

After leaving the cafeteria, she still couldn’t accept it. She just wanted to see what kind of woman could make him remember and marry her.

As a result, she saw a woman who looked like a mythical fox spirit!

Not in a derogatory sense, but as beautiful as a fox spirit, with porcelain-white skin, fox-like eyes, a cherry-like small mouth, a big chest, slim waist, and long legs. Every feature was delicate, a bewitching beauty with clear and pure eyes. Zhou Weining thought that even if Su Daji were reincarnated, she could only be like this.

How could anyone look so perfect?

After all, this was Fu Zhengtu. How could he like a woman who looked like a fox spirit?

Shouldn’t he like women who were intellectual, elegant, and dignified? Or at least a fresh and gentle, delicate woman? Why would he like a woman who was enchanting and seductive like a seductive enchantress?

So, when that "Who are you?" was spoken by Su Taotao in a tone just like Fu Zhengtu's, Zhou Weining collapsed and squatted down in front of Su Taotao's door, sobbing uncontrollably.

Even though she didn’t know why, she just needed to cry.

Over the years, I've helped Fu Zhengtu fend off so many bad romantic prospects. How did he end up with someone like her, anyway?

Su Taotao was unaware of the events in the cafeteria earlier that morning and was confused by the crying. I can't be that ugly, right? Unless... is she crying because I'm too beautiful?

"What's going on? You showed up at my place this early and ruined my whole day!"

Even her voice was pleasant to the ear, which somehow made Zhou Weining cry even louder.

Zhou Weining started crying as soon as she heard "Who are you?" She didn’t even notice how calm Su Taotao sounded until now.

The kids were just as confused and stood beside Su Taotao, all three of them staring at the sobbing stranger.

Su Taotao was losing her patience. "If you’re not going to say anything, I’m closing the door."

Tears and snot streaming down her face, Zhou Weining looked up and was shocked to see two extraordinarily good-looking "child immortals" standing next to the "fox spirit." This sight made her cry even harder.

Su Taotao just sighed.

The two children stood there, equally speechless.

Chenchen puffed out his cheeks and covered his ears with his tiny, chubby hands.

Su Taotao couldn't take it anymore and closed the door directly.

"Sister-in-law, what's wrong with her?" Fu Yuanhang had never heard anyone wail like that before.

"How would I know? I have no idea what’s going on."

There wasn’t even a phone at home; otherwise, she would’ve considered calling the police.

After a while, the crying gradually stopped, and a barely audible, still-sniffling "I'm sorry..." came from outside the door.

And then there was silence.

Su Taotao opened the door, but there was no one in sight.

An older lady with a big fan came out of the alley and gave Su Taotao a knowing look. "Hey, you must be Fu’s wife, right?"

Su Taotao wasn’t in the habit of exchanging pleasantries with neighbors, but since the woman had greeted her so kindly, she couldn’t just ignore her.

She nodded. "Hello, I am Fu Zhengtu's wife."

The woman took a sharp breath when she saw Su Taotao's face, and her hand holding the large fan stilled. "Wow, you’re so beautiful! You practically glow."

Su Taotao smiled and nodded slightly, about to head back inside when the woman added, "That was Zhou Weining, the granddaughter of the old Director Zhou. The organization tried to set her up with Fu, but then he showed up with a wife and kid. No wonder she’s upset."

Su Taotao just sighed.

Hearing the name Zhou made Su Taotao think of Fu Zhengtu’s classmate, Zhou Zheng. Coincidence?

"Don’t worry, though. Your husband doesn’t even know who she is. He asked her who she was this morning at the cafeteria, and she was already crying then."

Su Taotao just sighed.

Come to think of it, the girl burst into tears right after asking, "Who are you?"

Were she and Fu Zhengtu on the same wavelength?

Su Taotao wasn’t worried—Fu Zhengtu wasn’t exactly the type to pick up on that kind of vibe. Any girl who tried to go after him for his looks or build would be out of luck.

The elderly lady didn’t seem to have any ill intentions, and Su Taotao was in need of a "secret agent." Being neighbors, they would see each other often, so she decided to exchange a few more pleasantries.

"Thank you for telling me all this. My name is Su Taotao. You can also call me Little Su."

The elderly lady smiled warmly, waving her big palm fan. "My husband’s name is Mo, and he works in the same department as your Fu. I’m Zhong, but everyone just calls me Auntie Zhong."

Fu Yuanhang and Chenchen poked their heads out too. The elderly lady’s eyes widened as she exclaimed, "Oh my, these two little ones are so handsome? Your son looks just like you! And the older one must be Fu’s younger brother, right?"

Su Taotao smiled and scooped up Chenchen. "That’s right. This is Fu Yuanhang, and this little guy is my son, Chenchen."

Auntie Zhong’s weathered face lit up with warmth, her eyes twinkling as she gazed at the two kids. "Oh, what lovely names!"

Su Taotao figured trying to get info from the tight-lipped Fu Zhengtu would be like pulling teeth. Auntie Zhong, on the other hand, seemed like the real neighborhood gossip queen. "Auntie Zhong, if I want to cook at home, where’s the best place to buy groceries?"

Auntie Zhong’s eyes sparkled with excitement. "Oh, I know all about that! Let me tell you everything..." She waved her big palm fan enthusiastically.

Su Taotao just nodded, already bracing herself for the flood of information to come.