Chapter 320 You certainly know how to flatter yourself.

Xibei was eating heartily, her mouth stuffed full, and stammered, "So, how did things go with Sister Baizhou?"

Zhou Mubin didn't share her interest. "I'm not talking about her, I'm talking about Cui Xiao."

Xi Bei, holding a meat skewer in one hand and a beer mug in the other, asked, "What happened to Cui Xiao?"

Zhou Mubin hesitated for a moment, then drank two glasses before saying, "She admits that she likes me."

Xibei didn't react much. "And then?"

Zhou Mubin asked in surprise, "Aren't you surprised?"

Xibei shrugged. "It's something the whole world knows, what's so surprising?"

Zhou Mubin remained silent, only frowning repeatedly.

His fingers unconsciously rubbed the inside of the beer glass, the water droplets on the glass wetting his fingertips, but the cool touch did nothing to calm his chaotic mind.

He looked up at Xibei, who was munching on a meat skewer, oil dripping from the corner of her mouth. She casually wiped it away with the back of her hand, her nonchalant attitude making Zhou Mubin worry for her.

What man could stand her?

Exceptional IQ, zero EQ.

Zhou Mubin sighed, "Tell me, how come I didn't notice anything all these years?"

Xibei swallowed the last piece of meat, picked up a tissue from the table to wipe her hands, and then glanced at him sideways before speaking, "Because you're stupid."

His face darkened, while Xibei grinned. "I'm not kidding you. To be honest, the way Cui Xiao looked at you was just... I can't even describe it, but anyone could tell she likes you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Mubin glared at him.

Xibei: "It's no use glaring at me. I'm just stating the facts."

Zhou Mubin stood there, stunned. He wasn't unaware of what Xibei had said, but at the time he only thought of it as a tacit understanding from years of getting along, and never considered it from another angle.

Thinking back now, those past moments suddenly came together in my mind, and Cui Xiao's gentle gaze and thoughtful actions instantly took on a different meaning.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to begin, so he picked up his beer glass and took another big gulp.

The bitterness of the beer spread in my mouth and slid down my throat, but it couldn't suppress the complex emotions surging in my heart.

Seeing his expression, Xibei dropped her joking tone and became more serious, "No, you know it, so what? Why is it bothering you like this?"

Zhou Mubin put down his wine glass, his brows furrowing even more. "It just feels so sudden. I treated her as a friend, but she wanted to date me."

"Pfft," Xibei laughed out loud, "Have some shame, she wasn't trying to pick you up."

He paused, his voice lowering slightly, "Anyway, it was quite sudden, and this feeling is no less than if you were confessing your feelings to me right now."

"Pah, you dog, you sure know how to flatter yourself."

Xi Bei cursed, leaning back in her chair with her arms crossed over her chest. "But then again, if you didn't have any feelings for Cui Xiao at all, you wouldn't be so confused right now. Old Zhou, tell me the truth, do you secretly like her a little?"

Zhou Mubin fell silent.

He had to admit that when he heard that Cui Xiao liked him, besides surprise, he also felt a strange, inexplicable flutter in his heart.

However, this excitement was mixed with too much uncertainty, making him hesitant to take it lightly.

Perhaps in Zhou Mubin's mind, Cui Xiao was just like those other women.

Zhou Mubin sat there looking dejected. Xi Bei, not wanting to let him off the hook, secretly took a picture and sent it to Xie Nanzhi.

Xie Nanzhi replied with a question mark immediately.

Xi Bei: [This young man is troubled by love.]

Xie Nanzhi wasn't asleep yet. She turned over and adjusted the light on her phone so that it was facing away from Wei Chizheng. He had been exhausted for several days and was sleeping too soundly; she didn't want to disturb him.

He adjusted the covers, but it still didn't work; the light from the phone would shine into his face. So he simply lifted the covers, quietly put on his slippers, and went to the living room.

The nights in Beijing are a bit chilly. At the end of March, the heating was turned off, and the rooms were quite cold.

Xie Nanzhi casually grabbed a cardigan and draped it over herself, then curled up on the sofa to send a message to Xibei.

[A womanizer, now troubled by love? Is this right?]

Xi Bei: [Cui Xiao confessed her feelings to him.]

Breaking news! Xie Nanzhi felt that texting was too slow, so she simply made a video call. Xibei answered quickly, "Aren't you asleep yet?"

Xie Nanzhi joked, "My gossipy heart is ablaze; how can I possibly sleep?"

Zhou Mubin overheard the two chatting. He sat there drowning his sorrows in alcohol and said, “Can’t you two have any compassion? We’re practically childhood friends.”

That's true. Xie Nanzhi felt that she had known Xibei and Zhou Mubin since she could remember. Their relationship was something that no one else could compare to.

Xie Nanzhi casually said, "Old Zhou, you don't like Cui Xiao, and you two aren't even in a romantic relationship, let alone a superior-subordinate one. If you don't deliberately meet, I think you'll have very little interaction. So, what are you so upset about? Surely you're not regretting that your friendship can't last? The key point is, Cui Xiao isn't even a friend to you."

That's what they said, but Zhou Mubin still felt frustrated.

"Fine, I'll take it as me being dramatic."

Xibei wasn't going to put up with him. "That's right, you're just being dramatic. If I were Consort Hua, I would have given you a severe beating long ago."

Xie Nanzhi scoffed, but in her heart she felt that this was the most authentic Zhou Mubin.

Over the years, the women around him have changed one after another, but Cui Xiao has always been by his side as his assistant.

Rather than saying he was unaware of Cui Xiao's feelings for him, it would be more accurate to say he deliberately avoided her emotions.

As for why he avoids the topic, it's probably not because he dislikes it, but rather because he cherishes it too much and doesn't want to face it. Perhaps subconsciously, he's afraid that their relationship will also become a thing of the past, just like with those other women.

Xie Nanzhi, "Old Zhou, is it possible that you've been living a carefree life all along, just waiting for the person you can spend your life with?"

Those involved are often blinded by their own emotions. Even if he is Zhou Mubin, a prodigy, a genius, he ultimately cannot overcome the power of "love."

Character.

After chatting with them for a while, Xie Nanzhi tiptoed back to her bedroom.

She carefully lifted the covers and lay down. The next second, Wei Chizheng's arm was on her waist, his back pressed against her hot chest, dispelling the chill of the night.

Xie Nanzhi smiled and snuggled closer to him. Suddenly, a deep voice came from beside her ear, "Wife, are you cold?"

Xie Nanzhi asked softly, "Did I wake you up?"

Wei Chizheng tightened his arms. "No, it's just that I can't sleep soundly when you're not here."

Actually, he woke up just as she got up.

Listening to her conversation with her friend, Wei Chizheng seemed to be able to sense her feelings.

Their relationship is so good, it's truly rare.

Xie Nanzhi wrapped her arms around his chest and whispered, "Then I'll sleep with you from now on and never leave again, okay?"