On Sunday, the Bund in Shanghai was as lively as ever.

Zhong Tingyue and He Yi sat chatting in their chairs. Zhong Tingyue asked again, "She's on a blind date, right?"

“Yes,” He Yi replied. “I heard she broke up with her boyfriend and is heartbroken, so she wants to find someone else.”

"How were they divided?"

He Yi said, "You know Song Xiuqing is a traditional girl who wanted to save her body for her wedding night, but the boy was too impatient, so they broke up."

As the two were chatting, two familiar women appeared ahead. One was beautiful and dressed elegantly, while the other was relatively plain and simple, wearing a t-shirt, jeans, and white sneakers, with a delicate and pretty face.

These two were Zhong Tingyue's university classmates. The beautifully dressed one was named Du Xuan, while the one with a delicate and pretty face was Song Xiuqing.

"Hey, what brings you two here today?" Du Xuan walked over and said with a smile.

He Yi said, "Great news, very great news."

“The way you’re saying it, it doesn’t sound good,” Du Xuan said, then her gaze fell on Zhong Tingyue. “I heard you’re in a relationship? Is it true? You know how surprised I was when I heard that news, my jaw dropped.”

Du Xuan looked around but couldn't find the person she was looking for: "Where's your boyfriend? I haven't seen him. Is he shy?"

shy?

This was the first time Zhong Tingyue had heard someone describe Chu Fang in this way.

How could he possibly be associated with the word "shy"?

Zhong Tingyue turned her neck and nodded to the back. Du Xuan looked over and saw Chu Fang leaning against the railing, waving enthusiastically.

As Chu Fang waved, he said to Ma Junjie, "See that girl? Cute, innocent, naive, and kind. What do you think?"

Ma Junjie remained silent, then nudged the former: "Say something."

"Appearance is not important."

"Then I'll find you an ugly monster."

“... ..."

Upon Zhong Tingyue's signal, Chu Fang pulled Ma Junjie forward. The group met, exchanged glances, and then Chu Fang, Zhong Tingyue, He Yi, and Du Xuan left, leaving Ma Junjie and Song Xiuqing alone.

"You really are handsome." Du Xuan looked Chu Fang up and down, then extended her hand generously and said, "Let's get acquainted. I'm Du Xuan, Zhong Tingyue's college classmate."

"Chu Fang."

Du Xuan said with a smile, "I never thought Zhong Tingyue would fall in love. It's unbelievable. What is it about you that makes her like you? Tell me about your love story. I'm really curious."

"Hmm..." Chu Fang stroked his chin, thought for a few seconds, "It's a long story, but it's also very simple. It's mutual affection, nothing more."

That's it?

"Isn't that enough?"

“Not enough.” Du Xuan shook her head. “Do you know what kind of people were chasing after Zhong Tingyue back then? Rich second-generation heirs, big bosses, male models.”

Upon hearing this, Chu Fang humbly replied, "I think those rich kids and big bosses aren't necessarily richer than me."

Why do people always want to compare their family fortune with mine?

Dude, I make ten million every day. How can those people compare to me?

Upon hearing this, Du Xuan openly scrutinized Chu Fang, then looked away and turned to Zhong Tingyue: "It seems I was right, she has finally fallen into Brother Fu's arms."

Upon hearing this, Chu Fang frowned and opened his mouth as if to speak, but Zhong Tingyue held him back. Their eyes met, and they communicated silently.

Why are you pulling me?

"Don't talk to her too much."

"Your friend has a sharp tongue."

"She's mentally ill."

"Fine, I won't argue with idiots."

The group chatted idly, with Du Xuan and He Yi doing most of the talking, Zhong Tingyue occasionally chiming in, and Chu Fang interjecting only occasionally, all of which were directed at Du Xuan's sarcastic remarks.

For example, Du Xuan said Zhong Tingyue's skin was dry and she should use more cosmetics, while Chu Fang sarcastically replied, "I really envy your well-maintained skin"; Du Xuan said she was broke and desperate for money, and Chu Fang said, "It's getting cold, cover yourself with more soil so you don't catch a cold..."

Such things infuriated Du Xuan so much that her eyelids rolled back, and she was speechless.

More than an hour later, Ma Junjie and Song Xiuqing arrived together. The group did not ask the two how things were going, but Ma Junjie invited them to dinner.

After finishing their meal, night had fallen, and Song Xiuqing and Du Xuan left.

Chu Fang's curiosity was immediately evident: "Old Ma, what do you think of that girl?"

“It’s alright,” Ma Junjie said. “He’s introverted, not good at talking, not very capable at work, not suited to high-intensity work, and very obedient to his parents. He doesn’t have his own opinions.”

"... ... You're not hiring, you're going on a blind date. Can you please not be so rigid?"

Chu Fang finally understood why Ma Junjie hadn't gotten any closer to Zhong Tingyue in the past few years. How could someone with that kind of brain possibly win over a girl? His thinking was just too rigid, sticking to the conventional understanding of the workplace.

"Um... Overall, I don't have any feelings for her."

Zhong Tingyue said, "I'm sorry, I didn't think it through."

"It's none of your business, it's my problem."

After finishing their meal, Ma Junjie left, leaving Chu Fang, Zhong Tingyue, and He Yi behind.

"Oh, right." Chu Fang slapped his forehead, only then remembering something, "That Du Xuan, what conflict do you have with her? Why was she so aggressive?"

Just now, Chu Fang couldn't stand Du Xuan's words: "In the end, she threw herself into the arms of the rich man."

This sounds very harsh, as if Zhong Tingyue is the kind of girl who is vain, and Chu Fang is the kind of guy who has no redeeming qualities other than money. This is not the kind of thing that normal classmates should say to each other.

"Hehe." He Yi chuckled. "Du Xuan is quite pretty and outgoing. She's a member of the student council and the kind of social butterfly who gets along well wherever she goes. But she only gets the short end of the stick with Yueyue, so she's not very friendly to Yueyue."

"Oh, jealousy." Chu Fang suddenly understood.

Beautiful people always inspire envy.

"Pretty much." He Yi nodded, then turned to Zhong Tingyue and said, "But you don't need to spoil her like that. When you face someone like that, you should slap her in the face, slap her hard."

Zhong Tingyue shook her head: "Forget it, we were classmates after all. We'll have fewer chances to meet in the future, maybe never again. It's better to avoid causing trouble."

... ...

A gentle breeze rustled the trees lining the road.

Song Xiuqing and Du Xuan walked in silence. Song Xiuqing pursed her lips and said, "Xuanxuan, you seem very unhappy?"

"Is there?"

"some."

"Oh." Du Xuan nodded. "I'm really unhappy. I never expected Zhong Tingyue to date someone like that. It's so unfair! Apart from looks and studies, what do I lack compared to her?"

"Back in college, I could chat and socialize with any guy, and we'd all get along well. So why did those guys all like Zhong Tingyue, who was so incredibly aloof? She was always so cold, not even like a woman. Were those guys just pathetic? They ignored the guys who were enthusiastic towards them, but were head over heels for the cold one... ..."

Du Xuan's mouth was like a machine gun, gurgling and spewing out all the resentment in her heart.

She was furious just thinking about it. She thought she was no less than Zhong Tingyue, but she just couldn't get his affection.

Especially after seeing Chu Fang today, who was not only handsome but also wealthy, and seeing the affection in his eyes for Zhong Tingyue, Du Xuan was thoroughly enraged...

How come Zhong Tingyue gets all the good things in the world?!

Song Xiuqing listened quietly without saying much. After Du Xuan finished speaking, the resentment in her heart lessened considerably, and she immediately asked, "By the way, what do you feel about that boy?"

Song Xiuqing shook her head: "It's not suitable for me."

"Alright then." Du Xuan didn't say much more. "Let's call this off. I'll introduce you to someone else another day."

"good."