Zhou Luchen responded with a non-committal "Hmm" and hung up, returning the phone to Shen Jing.
Such a foolish way to live, he thought. Zhou Luchen sat there, in no hurry to drive, instead closing his eyes to compose himself.
With that one sentence, Shen Jing understood Zhou Luchen's assessment. She also understood that a young master like him, having grown up among astute individuals, possessed the mindset and abilities of a decision-maker. He couldn't stand her constant compromising or her belief that effort would inevitably lead to success. He, Zhou Luchen, didn't need to strive; he just had to maintain his high position on Gao Tai, calmly observe the situation, and he would reach heights unattainable by most.
Shen Jing fastened her seatbelt. "Fine, I'll just slack off from now on, and you can be my backer."
Zhou Luchen felt she was being obtuse. He tried to teach her, but she remained the same, politely and obligingly bending over backward for others.
