The Long Chase For The President's Spouse

Chp. 85

Chapter 85: The Demise of the 'Racing God of Mount Akina'

Before Zhang Heng could knock, the door opened from the inside as Madam Li prepared to dispose of the trash for the day. She was surprised by Zhang Heng's unexpected appearance. "Young Master, what are you..." She began to speak, but changed her focus when she noticed Gu Zhun standing beside him. "Well, um... this... this must be Mr. Gu... They're watching television in the hall." She left promptly with the bags of trash, leaving them standing by themselves in the doorway.

"Let's go."

"Mm."

"Grandfather, I'm back. Where are mum and dad?" Zhang Heng looked around. Contrary to what Madam Li told him, there was no one else around apart from his grandfather.

His grandfather replied without turning to look at him, "They wanted a romantic night out... what a joke, given their age." Zhang Heng understood now. It seemed that his grandfather was really annoyed by his parents' decision to go out without him.

Zhang Heng sat down, facing his grandfather, with Gu Zhun by his side. "Grandpa, there is something I would like to tell you."

"I already know what it is."

"Then..." Zhang Heng probed carefully, hoping to get a sense of his grandfather's stance before continuing. Aggravating his grandfather even before negotiations began was the last thing he wanted.

"There's nothing for you to say. I won't agree to it," his grandfather said with an air of finality before settling down into a stony silence.

Gu Zhun looked helplessly at Zhang Heng, at a loss about what to do. Frowning in exasperation, Zhang Heng stood up, pulled Gu Zhun to his feet, and turned to leave. "I know the reason for your objection. It's the company that you're worried about, isn't it? I'll prove that our relationship will not get in the way of managing the company. You were the one who founded it – don't you know how strong the company really is?"

Was this a declaration of war? – Gu Zhun wondered as he gazed worriedly at Zhang Heng's profile. "Zhang Heng..."

Zhang Heng paused suddenly in his tracks to continue, "I will return to collect my belongings in two days' time. From now on, I will stay at Gu Zhun's place. Don't you dare try to force my hand by terminating my credit cards or withholding my pay. I'm a legally protected employee of the company; if you insist on denying me my lawful pay, I am entitled to seek legal recourse to defend my labor rights."

Zhang Heng concluded his speech by closing the door resolutely and walking away. In contrast to Gu Zhun's persistent anxiety, Zhang Heng appeared unaffected and calm as they returned to their car.

"Zhang Heng... are you alright?" Gu Zhun asked after settling into his seat. Zhang Heng's face fell immediately and he collapsed into Gu Zhun's arms, utterly devastated.

"I feel horrible! I have never used such a tone with my grandfather before! What was I even thinking? What right do I have to defend my labor rights? I'm just digging my own grave! I'm doomed..."

The car resounded with wails of desperation as Zhang Heng lamented how he brought on his own undoing.

"Let's go home first," Gu Zhun said with an involuntary chuckle. Obediently, Zhang Heng started the car with a pitiful sob and began the drive home. Zhang Heng may play the role of a decisive, overbearing president in public, but he would willingly relinquish all façades when they were alone together and revert to the puppy-like lover he truly was.

When they reached home, Zhang Heng immediately picked up on the sickening scent of newfound romance that pervaded the apartment. The living room was almost entirely covered with Gu Li's clothes. There was clothing draped over the couch, spread out on the coffee table and chairs, and strewn all over the floor... while Gu Li preened in front of the mirror with a little lacy black number in hand and struck a cutesy pose.