After Rebirth, the Celebrity Daughter is the Medical Expert!-Chapter 153 - 105: I Have Someone I Love
At the office door of Shi Wangyue, Ze Wu made quite a few promises to his assistant, assuring him not to disturb his boss once inside. Only then did the assistant almost silently push open the tightly closed office door.
As the door slowly opened, Ze Wu immediately saw the young man sitting quietly by the desk, writing scriptures with a brush.
The young man had flawless features, with a delicate arrangement forming a stunning outline. Beneath the softly flowing shadows of his gaze was an inherent noble and aloof demeanor, like a snow-white orchid at the bottom of a secluded valley, exuding solitude from within.
He just stood there quietly, like a deity from the heavens above.
His elegant bearing was unlike anything earthly.
Just as this thought emerged in Ze Wu’s mind, he ruthlessly suppressed it: "No, for the sake of all humanity’s happiness, I must find a fairy to bring him back into the busy world. The world is so bustling, yet he remains so Buddhist-like—this is not good."
"...Is the boss really that Buddhist?" The assistant looked puzzled.
The boss wasn’t ordinary, nor was the assistant.
Ze Wu sighed, reaching out to turn the assistant’s shoulder to get a good look at his boss: "Look at him, he’s younger than you, yet he never thinks about dating or finding a girlfriend. All he does is work, burn incense, copy scriptures, and kowtow every day. Isn’t that very Buddhist?"
The assistant pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and replied, "Like the Fighting Saint Buddha? The kind that chants and meditates but still defeats gods and ghosts without hindrance?"
The assistant had been with Shi Wangyue for a year, dealing with the boss every day.
Based on his observations, he felt that, aside from what his boss did every day, there was nothing Buddhist about him inside and out. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
How could a Buddha have such a keen sense for money and such fierce combat power in the business world?!
"...That seems true."
...
Ze Wu was true to his word and didn’t trouble the assistant.
After entering Shi Wangyue’s office, he indeed remained silent, sitting quietly on the sofa in the reception area, sipping coffee brought by the newly appointed company secretary.
It wasn’t until he saw the young man finish writing a Heart Sutra and put down his pen that he asked, "You’re always mindful of time and efficiency, so why do you spend time on this every day? Don’t you think it’s a waste of time?"
The young man put away the freshly written scriptures unhurriedly, "I’ve been doing this since I was a child; it’s a habit now."
Every day, if he didn’t write, he’d feel like something was missing.
Ze Wu laughed, "Is it because there’s an old Buddhist at home, and that’s how you developed this habit?"
Where in the world are there so many kind-hearted, vegetarian, and Buddhist elders?
Shi Wangyue slowly shook his head and sat down in the single sofa chair next to him.
He didn’t explain it to him.
At seven, an accident almost ruined the rest of his life.
The immense trauma of childhood birthed the greatest fear in a child’s heart, which instantly dragged the helpless young him into a dark abyss.
A kind little girl, seeing him unable to sleep every night in the hospital, tormented by pain, taught him to recite scriptures, write them down, and accompanied him through those hard times.
Afterward, it also provided him with a tool for peace and reliance as he walked through the world.
The habit formed then.
For so many years, he never missed a day. He couldn’t quite tell whether he was praying for something or stubbornly clinging to the path she shared from childhood to now.
She never missed her daily practices; how could he afford to be lax?
Evidently not having slept well last night, Ze Wu finished his cup of coffee and called out to the secretary outside the door for a refill.
"Just a moment." The refined-featured, elegantly behaved secretary took away his empty cup from the table.
While waiting for the coffee to be refilled.
Ze Wu rubbed his face, touching the young stubble on his chin that he had hurriedly failed to clean up in the morning, and sighed again, "Hey, let me introduce a girlfriend to you. If you continue being so monk-like, I’ll feel very guilty."
"No need."
Indeed, he had no interest in women at all.
A deep concern surged in Ze Wu’s eyes. He genuinely wanted to ask the young man, "Are you even a man?"
But realising the many burdens the other had carried over the years.
He felt a bit intimidated and dared not.
He could only move closer with a pained expression, like a father persuading his child: "Before, with a heavy study load and the company just established with plenty to manage, you didn’t have time for romance and naturally didn’t pay attention to girls, which was understandable. But now, with our company on track, you can really think about a relationship and enjoy life a bit."
