After She Fell for Me, I Lost My Memory (GL) - Chapter 9

Zhao Zhao in person was no different from her on TV. With no filters in real life, Zhao Zhao’s appearance was just as stunning as on screen, if not even better.

Cen Luo was stunned for a second by Zhao Zhao’s sudden greeting.

The company officially started at 9 a.m. It was only 8:30 a.m. now, and only a few people had arrived at the office.

Normally, Cen Luo would only arrive ten minutes early at most, but today she had arrived early for work.

There were two other people in the office.

One was Jiang Ting, who had previously said she never wanted to meet Zhao Zhao again, and the other was Guan Hui, who had always been at odds with Cen Luo.

From the moment Cen Luo entered the office, Jiang Ting’s eyes were fixed on her, pleading for help.

At first, Cen Luo was a little confused about why Jiang Ting was looking at her like that. It wasn’t until she saw Zhao Zhao sitting at her desk and heard her voice that she understood.

Only Jiang Ting and Guan Hui were in the office, and Guan Hui was far away from her desk, so she probably hadn’t noticed Zhao Zhao sitting there.

Cen Luo wondered how long Zhao Zhao had been talking to Jiang Ting.

“Hello, I’m Cen Luo, the main person in charge of your promotional event, Miss Zhao.”

Although she didn’t understand what Zhao Zhao meant by what she said, Cen Luo introduced herself by instinct.

“Zhao Zhao.”

“Huh?”

“My name is Zhao Zhao.”

Zhao Zhao’s eyes were fixed on Cen Luo, as if she were observing her reaction.

But to her disappointment, when Cen Luo heard her name, she just paused, then asked, confused, “Do you want me to call you by your name?”

“Uh-huh.”

Seeing that Cen Luo didn’t recognize her, Zhao Zhao was a little disappointed. A hint of a mocking smile appeared on her lips. “Do you have such a bad memory?”

“Huh?”

Zhao Zhao was a beautiful woman, unlike the common plastic surgery faces in the entertainment industry today. Even with her simple long, straight brown hair, she was both stunning and pure.

She was very recognizable and unforgettable.

And Cen Luo’s memory wasn’t bad. If Cen Luo had seen Zhao Zhao before, she would definitely remember her.

Jiang Ting, who had been silent, gave Cen Luo a look of sympathy. It was as if she was saying, See? I told you. Zhao Zhao isn’t easy to get along with at all.

“Have we met before?”

Cen Luo finally asked the question.

The way Zhao Zhao was looking at her made her feel very uncomfortable. There was resentment and mockery, and it seemed to have other meanings as well.

Suddenly, Zhao Zhao’s slightly mocking expression disappeared. She chuckled softly. “Did you forget? It was raining that day, and I had my assistant send you an umbrella.”

When Cen Luo heard this, she realized. So the celebrity who came to the Yunjing building late at night was Zhao Zhao.

After Zhao Zhao said that, Cen Luo felt that the more she looked at Zhao Zhao, the more familiar she seemed.

After all, Cen Luo had only seen Zhao Zhao’s eyes at the time. They were so clear and bright that she had a deep memory of them.

Zhao Zhao’s eyes were still on Cen Luo, as if she were waiting for her to say something.

“Thank you for the umbrella that day. I’m grateful for it,” Cen Luo said with a dry laugh, thanking Zhao Zhao.

Who knew that Zhao Zhao would just scoff in response. “Heh.”

Cen Luo vaguely began to understand Jiang Ting’s words.

In the end, she chose to ignore Zhao Zhao’s slightly mocking sneer. She walked to her desk, put down her bag, and then looked at Zhao Zhao, who was still sitting motionlessly at her desk, wanting to say something but hesitating.

Zhao Zhao tilted her head and looked at Cen Luo, who was standing in front of her, waiting for her to speak.

After a while, Cen Luo saw that Zhao Zhao was still sitting at her desk without moving. She gently reminded her, “Miss Zhao, could you please get up? I need to get ready for work.”

The smile on Zhao Zhao’s face suddenly froze, and her lips were tightly pursed.

Cen Luo didn’t know what Zhao Zhao was thinking, but at that moment, she just wanted to sit back at her desk and start preparing for work.

After all, she had come so early today for that reason.

Zhao Zhao seemed to be so amused by Cen Luo’s actions that she laughed. She stood up from the desk, her eyes a little strange.

“Thank you.”

Although Cen Luo didn’t know why she had to thank someone for giving her things back.

Cen Luo reached into the drawer under her desk and pulled out a neatly folded umbrella.

She handed it to Zhao Zhao, who was standing nearby, still not having left. “Here you go. Thank you for the umbrella. I’ve already tidied it up.”

Zhao Zhao looked at the umbrella in front of her but didn’t take it. Instead, she sat down at the desk next to Cen Luo’s.

“It’s a sunny day today.”

“Huh?”

“Do you want me to be a laughingstock?”

Cen Luo: “…”

“Or do you want me to advertise this umbrella during the live broadcast later?”

Cen Luo: “…”

Cen Luo now fully understood Jiang Ting’s words.

Zhao Zhao was indeed not an easy person to get along with.

She sighed inwardly and glanced at the clock. Ten minutes had already passed.

“So what should I do, Miss Zhao?”

Cen Luo decided to seriously listen to Zhao Zhao’s opinion on what to do with the umbrella.

“My name is Zhao Zhao,” Zhao Zhao reminded Cen Luo again.

In Cen Luo’s eyes, calling her “Miss Zhao” was just a way to be polite. On camera, she could affectionately call her “Zhao Zhao,” but in private, they weren’t close.

Calling her “Miss Zhao” was harmless.

This was also how she addressed other celebrities in private.

Although she thought this in her heart, Cen Luo still nodded, showing that she understood.

Then she heard Zhao Zhao’s words:

“It saved you from the rain. You should take good care of it.”

Zhao Zhao said this so naturally, as if there was nothing wrong with what she said.

Alright, fine.

Cen Luo gently put the umbrella back into the drawer and then looked at Zhao Zhao. “How about this?”

Zhao Zhao nodded. “It’s acceptable. It shows some sincerity.”

Cen Luo couldn’t help but laugh a little. This Zhao Zhao didn’t seem that hard to get along with. She just seemed to have her own set of rules.

She was a little bossy and a little cute.

Zhao Zhao didn’t seem to have any intention of leaving. She sat at the desk next to Cen Luo’s, watching her open her computer to work.

She even moved her chair closer to Cen Luo’s, complaining that she was too far away.

She could clearly see the words on Cen Luo’s screen.

Cen Luo heard the sound of the chair moving and knew that Zhao Zhao had moved closer to her.

She didn’t move away or hide the screen. After all, she was just finalizing the plan for today’s live broadcast.

“Is this your job? Is this what I’ll be experiencing today?”

Zhao Zhao asked curiously.

Her tone was no longer as aggressive as before. You could tell she was genuinely curious.

“No, although I can’t reveal the specific schedule for today, it definitely won’t be difficult.”

The promotional event itself was a form of publicity. They naturally wouldn’t make things difficult for the celebrities.

After a while, more and more people came into the office.

Many of them were staring at Zhao Zhao with great curiosity.

Even though the entertainment department often dealt with all kinds of celebrities, they were still very curious and interested when they saw a celebrity in person.

Especially when there were fans of the celebrity in the office.

“Zhao Zhao, can I get your autograph? I’m a huge fan.”

A colleague had just entered the office and saw Zhao Zhao sitting next to Cen Luo.

While everyone else was still hesitating, she had already rushed over.

As a celebrity, Zhao Zhao knew her duty. She took the pen and paper from the person who spoke and signed her name.

Once one person started, everyone else followed, and the area became crowded.

Jiang Ting took advantage of the chaos and told Liu Dan, who had just sat down next to her, what had happened. She also added:

“I believe the team leader can now understand my suffering.”

Liu Dan listened to her words, thought for a moment, then mumbled, “It does seem a little weird.”

Cen Luo, who was finalizing the plan, had her thoughts interrupted by the crowd.

She took a deep breath and then looked at the clock. It was exactly nine o’clock. She clapped her hands and reminded the people in the office, “It’s nine o’clock. Let’s start working.”

The people around her quieted down for a moment, and some obediently left.

But some disobedient people were still lingering around.

“The promotional event is scheduled for the afternoon. If you come so early, aren’t you afraid of cheapening your value?”

Cen Luo didn’t understand why Zhao Zhao had come so early for an afternoon event.

Now that everyone’s curiosity was satisfied, they had said what needed to be said and gotten the autographs they wanted. Who would still be crowding around her later?

Although she didn’t know how Zhao Zhao’s relationship with her co-star Fang Ruo was, they were definitely in a competitive relationship.

Zhao Zhao and Fang Ruo had both combined promotional events and separate activities.

Now Zhao Zhao had already appeared and satisfied everyone’s curiosity, while Fang Ruo hadn’t. The veil of mystery hadn’t been lifted yet. Who would people be more eager to see later?

The people who were gathered around her gradually dispersed and returned to their desks.

The person who sat next to Cen Luo had taken two weeks of sick leave, so even though it was already work hours, Zhao Zhao could still sit there.

After everyone in the office had dispersed, Zhao Zhao propped her head on her hand and tilted it to look at Cen Luo.

“Do you really not remember me?”

Cen Luo was typing. She heard this and thought Zhao Zhao was still talking about the umbrella, so she replied:

“I only saw your eyes that day. I didn’t get a good look at your face.”

“That shouldn’t be the case,” Zhao Zhao mumbled.

Cen Luo was about to ask Zhao Zhao what she meant.

Then she heard Zhao Zhao say, “With eyes as unique and charming as mine, I shouldn’t be forgotten.”

Cen Luo: “…”

Although Cen Luo admitted that Zhao Zhao’s eyes were indeed beautiful, who compliments themselves like that?

When it came to beautiful eyes, Cen Luo only thought Jian Mu’s were the most beautiful.

Whenever they were intimate, the thing Cen Luo loved to kiss the most was her eyes.

“I’m talking to you,” Zhao Zhao said, seeing that Cen Luo seemed to have zoned out. For a moment, she was displeased.

“I heard you. I’ll try to remember next time.”

Cen Luo was a little helpless.

At first, she thought Zhao Zhao was difficult to deal with, but after this interaction, Cen Luo realized that Zhao Zhao was just a little childish.

In fact, if Zhao Zhao had been wearing that day’s perfume, Cen Luo might have recognized her immediately.

Because the scent was just too unique.

But today, Zhao Zhao was wearing a different perfume, and its scent was much stronger in comparison.

“Can I ask what perfume you were wearing that day?”

“Which day?”

“Friday, the day it rained.”

They had only met once, and Zhao Zhao was asking her which day, as if she didn’t know.

Cen Luo didn’t understand her behavior.

“Oh, I just grabbed a random one,” Zhao Zhao said. Seeing Cen Luo’s disappointed expression, she thought she liked the perfume very much. Zhao Zhao then asked, “You like it? Do you want it? I can send you a bottle.”

This was the first time she had met Zhao Zhao. Besides, there was no reason to take a gift from someone just to give it to someone else.

So she shook her head. “I just have a feeling someone would like it.”

“Who? The person you like?”

Cen Luo wasn’t close with Zhao Zhao, so she didn’t take the bait.

After a while, just as Cen Luo had saved her work and was about to get up to get a cup of coffee.

She heard Zhao Zhao ask again:

“Do you really not remember me?”

This was the third time Zhao Zhao had asked, like a stubborn child demanding an answer.

Cen Luo finally realized that Zhao Zhao wasn’t just talking about the day she gave her the umbrella.

Had they met somewhere else?

“Have we met before?” Cen Luo asked in return.

“No.”

Zhao Zhao’s voice was almost cold, completely different from before.

Cen Luo found it strange and wondered, Is Zhao Zhao practicing her acting skills?

“Want coffee?”

“Two cups.”

Cen Luo: “…”

What kind of normal person drinks two cups of coffee?

Although she found it strange, Cen Luo still did as she was told.

But when Cen Luo came out of the pantry with two cups of coffee, Zhao Zhao had already left.

Cen Luo looked at the two cups of coffee in her hands, a little confused.

Perhaps this is just a child’s mischievousness?