Wang Yue hadn't expected Zhou Shengchen to be just as clever as he was in that other world, or to be so open and straightforward. Even after realizing what Wang Yue was up to, he remained perfectly composed. Wang Yue felt a man like that was worth befriending, whether for Shiyi's sake or because of Zhou Shengchen's character.
Wang Yue glanced at Shiyi, then followed the information in the documents and said earnestly to Zhou Shengchen, "I was on an assignment overseas before, which led to an unnecessary misunderstanding. I've already explained it to Shiyi, and I'm sorry for the trouble I caused you, Mr. Zhou."
Wang Yue's meaning was obvious: he'd kept the information hidden because it was classified, and Zhou Shengchen had violated regulations by having someone investigate him.
How could Zhou Shengchen fail to catch the pointed remark? A little embarrassed, he immediately apologized sincerely. "I have to admit, I'm ashamed of what I did. For certain reasons, I want to return home and take over the family business. But my family has a rule: to inherit the business, I have to get married first. As it happens, I'm fond of Miss Shiyi, so I made a special effort to look into her—and the people around her, while I was at it. I'm truly sorry."
Wang Yue had seen this coming. He was only surprised that Zhou Shengchen was still so forthright. Smiling magnanimously in front of Shiyi, he said, "I'm relieved to hear you say that. With your family background, Mr. Zhou, all you'd have to do is announce that you want to get married. Plenty of people would be willing to marry you. Why go to all this trouble?"
Zhou Shengchen understood Wang Yue's meaning perfectly: You investigated me, and I investigated you. We're even.