Chapter 60: The Science Girl Falls in Love and Attempts to Prove It

“Huh?”
“What are you even talking about?”
Wait, this conversation just took a wild turn—didn’t we just meet? And now you want to be my girlfriend?
And not just that, you want to be an extra girlfriend? Is this woman out of her mind?
Zhou Mei gazed at Chen Luo’s baffled expression, but showed no embarrassment at all. Instead, she looked at Chen Luo with utmost seriousness.
“Hey! What are you doing, little sis!”
Zhou Zheng hurriedly pulled Zhou Mei aside, sweat practically streaming down his forehead.
“What kind of logic is this! We were just talking about games, and now you’re suddenly making a confession!”
At this moment, Zhou Zheng kept signaling at Zhou Mei—his sister was basically trying to steal Wen Wan’s man!
If you’re not afraid of trouble, at least spare our Zhou family!
“Isn’t the logic obvious?”
“If I want you to help me make a game, I need to offer compensation, right? You’re with Wen Wan, so you’re probably not short on money.”
“If money isn’t the issue, then I can only propose a different sort of arrangement—like, you become my boyfriend.”
“I’ll date you, let you have the benefit, and you help me make the game. That’s not a bad deal for you.”
As Zhou Mei spoke, her eyes shone with intense anticipation and fervor.
Just now, from Chen Luo’s analysis of the game and the market, Zhou Mei—an old hand deeply immersed in the game industry for years—caught a whiff of something unusual.
She’d heard from Zhou Zheng before that Chen Luo had a unique perspective on the food industry: wild ideas, yet highly practical.
She never expected Chen Luo to have such sharp insight into the gaming market too. His analysis just now was a gem—every point struck home for her studio.
He’d dissected the game’s flaws and its market direction, and in the end, delivered the final verdict as if sentencing the game to death.
Yet Zhou Mei wasn’t angry at all. As long as she had the right approach and market analysis, what was there to fear about creating a blockbuster game?
And the one who could provide that guidance and analysis was right in front of her—Chen Luo. She had to keep him by her side for advice and strategy.
For the sake of her game, she’d risk anything!
Wait—what’s that look in his eyes? Why isn’t he reacting?
Zhou Mei stared at Chen Luo, realizing he remained unmoved, his calm smile unwavering.
“Fine! Fine! I’ll be the side girl, Wen gets to be the main one, all right?”
“No, Senior Zhou Mei, you misunderstand me.”
Chen Luo took a step back, putting some distance between them. Meanwhile, Hongye, who was seated nearby, quietly took out her phone and aimed it at him.
“First of all, I have only one girlfriend, and that’s Wen Wan. She was in the past, she is now, and always will be.”
“Second, you don’t actually like me. You just want me to help you make a game. So you could’ve simply invited me to collaborate and offered me a share of the profits. I can agree right now that I’ll help plan your game in my spare time.”

“Lastly, Senior Zhou Mei, I hope you won’t mix personal feelings and business. It’s disrespectful to others, and to yourself.”
Chen Luo spoke in a calm tone, not a hint of reproach in his voice, as if stating something self-evident.
After hearing this, Zhou Mei slumped into her seat, looking crestfallen. Zhou Zheng quickly jumped in to smooth things over.
“Little sis, think things through. Lend me a few of your people, we need to start coding.”
Zhou Zheng led Chen Luo outside. Several programmers stopped what they were doing and gathered around at Zhou Zheng’s command.
This studio was actually a joint venture between Zhou Zheng and Zhou Mei, with Zhou Zheng providing most of the funding. That made him the boss, so the staff naturally listened to him.
“All right, let’s get started.”
He pulled over a whiteboard, picked up a marker, and immediately began outlining the necessary fundraising and technical requirements for the software.
Unconsciously, he felt as if he’d returned to his previous life, leading a company in relentless battles in the e-commerce market.
He broke every requirement and process down to the most practical level, so that everyone could understand and execute quickly.
Even Zhou Zheng was swept up by this style of meeting, unwittingly finding himself in the role of an employee.
Everyone, following Chen Luo’s lead, began to piece together every aspect of the program in their minds.
Hongye had followed them out by now, and captured a video of Chen Luo at work, focused and determined, sending it with a satisfied smile.
Meanwhile, Zhou Mei emerged, dejected, but as she watched Chen Luo writing and explaining on the whiteboard, she felt a surge of emotion building in her chest.
She opened her mouth to speak, but found herself speechless. Her heartbeat echoed the rhythm of Chen Luo’s gestures, words, and expressions.
What was this feeling? She’d never experienced anything like it before.
Clutching her chest, Zhou Mei felt a stirring in her heart that she hadn’t known in her twenty years of life.
Chen Luo spoke for a full two hours, covering every detail of the program. Finally, he turned to the programmers.
“So? Any questions? How long do you think it’ll take to build?”
A young man in thick glasses responded first, “Mr. Chen, your explanation was very thorough. We have no questions. At this pace, the program should be ready within a month.”
“Good. If you need anything, contact me at once.”
Chen Luo capped the marker and set it lightly on the board tray.
“This is a race against time. I hope you all give it your all. If this delivery app succeeds, I can personally guarantee your bonuses will be at least six figures.”
Chen Luo’s gaze was fierce, his words brimming with motivation and promise.
When it comes to employees, generous pay inspires real dedication.
“Thank you, Mr. Chen. We’ll do our best.”
A group of programmers in their twenties and thirties respectfully addressed the eighteen- or nineteen-year-old Chen Luo as “Mr. Chen,” and none of them found it odd.
“All right, senior, let’s call it a day. I have to go.”
“I’ll walk you out,” Zhou Zheng said, escorting Chen Luo and Hongye downstairs before returning to the studio.

Back in Zhou Mei’s office, Zhou Zheng found her excitedly typing away at her keyboard.
“Huh? You recovered fast. Are you working on a new program?”
He leaned in and saw the screen—filled with pictures and information about Chen Luo.
Beside the photos were all kinds of indecipherable formulas and symbols.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m trying to use data and equations to prove whether I’ve fallen in love with Chen Luo!”
“What? No! Little sis, calm down!”
…
Downstairs, Chen Luo and Hongye strolled along the roadside. The area was a bit remote; cars couldn’t get through, so they had to walk a while.
Bzz! Bzz!
His phone buzzed. It was a call from Wen Wan. He answered.
“Mwah!” came the sound of a kiss. Wen Wan’s laughter was bright and happy.
“My darling was so good today! You actually turned down a beautiful woman who volunteered to be your secret lover.”
Hearing this, Chen Luo glanced at Hongye, who looked as if this was all perfectly natural—it was her job, after all.
“Ahem! Are you coming back today? When will you arrive? Should I pick you up?”
“My love misses me that much? I have a surprise for you! Go wait for me at home. I’ll be there in an hour.”
Having been apart for four or five days, Wen Wan felt as though a century had passed. She longed to see him, to hold him tight.
“I’ll head to the villa now. Wait for me.”
Before he could finish, a black van screeched to a stop beside him.
The door flew open, and two burly men in black jumped out. In a flash, they threw a sack over Chen Luo, shoved him into the van, slammed the door, and sped off.
It all happened so quickly that neither Hongye nor the surveillance team could react in time.
Thud!
Chen Luo’s phone fell to the ground. Wen Wan’s shocked cry came through the speaker.
“Chen Luo! Chen Luo! What happened? Say something!”