Chapter 28 "I'm going home to cook for my wife."...

Chapter 28

Fu Linzheng's words directly exposed her behavior. Rong Weiyue was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized—

Yeah, if she didn't know, why would she be hiding like that? It's like she's trying too hard to hide something, she's so stupid QAQ…

Her cheeks flushed slightly, her eyelashes fluttered as she turned her eyes away, trying her best to remain calm, and she said softly, "I wasn't avoiding you, it's just... it's just that I've been rushing to finish the final draft these past two days, I've been too busy."

Seeing her guilty look, he almost laughed.

Fu Linzheng pretended to understand, "Fine, so busy, changing from 6 a.m. to midnight, who assigned you this task? Who dares to exploit you like this? I'll go down and hold them accountable."

"..."

Afraid he might be serious, she quickly tried to cover it up: "No, I have other things to do at my studio..."

Her mind raced, and she explained, "It's mainly because you questioned me a couple of days ago, and I felt like I must have done something wrong, so I felt guilty and didn't dare to face you."

She blinked her innocent eyes at him:

So what exactly happened?

Fu Linzheng laughed and said nonchalantly, "Fine, if you don't remember, then I'll tell you. That night, someone got drunk and started kissing and hugging me, touching me all over, and making all sorts of unwanted advances."

Rong Weiyue: ?

"As for me, I am a proper gentleman, reserved and conservative, with a firm will. I tried to maintain the proper distance between roommates and tried to push them away many times. Unfortunately, someone kept crying and making a fuss and kept sticking to me. In the end, I couldn't succeed despite my stubborn resistance."

Rong Weiyue: ? ?

Fu Linzheng sighed, "Anyway, I've already been hugged and kissed, and there are some things that I'm too embarrassed to say about. My innocence has been tainted just like that. It's not surprising. I always said that being roommates with someone is dangerous. The original cohabitation contract still couldn't restrain her. I couldn't avoid this day. It was bound to come sooner or later."

Rong Weiyue: ...? ? ?

No way, how can this person be so shameless?!

"Where did I kiss and hug you?"

Fu Linzheng: "Yes, the hug wasn't initiated by you, and the kiss wasn't initiated by you either."

"..."

She suddenly found herself unable to refute it.

But she didn't touch her inappropriately; it was clearly... him who held her down and kissed her...

Rong Weiyue had never met such a shameless person before, and she muttered a complete denial: "No way, I have a very good drinking manner, I'm very well-behaved even when I'm drunk."

He suddenly laughed. "Oh, really?"

She met Fu Linzheng's eyes and instantly thought of that time after graduating from high school.

That night, they went to a party with friends such as Yin Lu and the Xia siblings. Around 10 p.m., she drank too much and said she was sleepy. Fu Linzheng carried her to the next room, but as soon as they entered, she took the initiative to stand on tiptoe and kiss him.

Like oil being heated on a hot flame, Fu Linzheng quickly took the initiative, holding her tightly in a passionate kiss, their breaths mingling. After a while, she was pinned against the door, her bright eyes shimmering like waves, softly calling his name, "Fu Linzheng..."

He leaned down and bit her red lips. "Hmm? Didn't you say you were sleepy?"

Her almond-shaped eyes were both innocent and alluring. "I wasn't sleepy, I was just kidding..."

The spring water was trickling, and even Xiao Bu was soaked. Fu Linzheng sighed hoarsely, "Why is there so much water, baby? What should we do?"

Rong Weiyue nestled against his neck and shoulder, her delicate voice as soft as a kitten's:

"I...I don't know either. It can't be blocked. Can you just censor it? Then we can just edit it all out..."

Drunk, she took the initiative to cling to him, which drove Fu Linzheng crazy. His friends next door were still playing board games, and he slammed the door shut in a rage. Luckily, the singing next door was loud enough. In the end, she clung to him, crying, and Fu Linzheng cleaned the floor for a long time.

Memories surged through her mind, and Rong Weiyue sensed that he seemed to have remembered them too. Her ears burned, and she said shyly, "Anyway, I really don't remember anything about being drunk. Are you ever going to stop...?"

When explanations fail, he starts to act spoiled. How can he be so adorable? Fu Linzheng suppressed his lips. "I don't want you to take responsibility, why are you so nervous?"

"..."

Knowing that continuing the conversation would only make her angry, Fu Linzheng didn't really want to make things difficult for her. "Alright, then pretend you forgot."

He took the documents from her hand. "The final draft is done. Anything else?"

"there is none left."

"Let's go home."

She followed him downstairs in a daze. She had driven there today, and they each drove their own cars. Midway through the drive, he sped up and texted her saying he was going to buy something at the entrance of the complex and would see her in the parking lot later.

A while later, someone saw the world's limited edition jet-black Pagani Chiron Super Sport 300+ parked on the side of the road. The top young master from Beijing's elite circle got out of the car, went into the supermarket, and picked out vegetables and fruits.

In the supermarket, some fans who recognized him came up to greet him. They were surprised to run into him in the outskirts of Beijing, and he responded gently.

Fu Linzheng is different from celebrities and doesn't receive too much attention from the outside world. Although he is outstanding in many aspects, he doesn't like to be high-profile online and only hopes that fans will pay more attention to his races. Therefore, Mingheng helps him keep his private life quiet.

After buying groceries, he drove the Pagani to the parking lot of Heshengting, parked the car, and waited for the little girl.

In the distance, a woman parking her car noticed him. He was dressed in a suit, looking elegant and dignified, leaning against a supercar with his shirt buttons casually undone and a silver-black Cuban chain hanging around his neck. He exuded a relaxed aura and was so handsome that he immediately caught the eye.

The woman's gaze fell on his expensive Pagani, a hint of amazement flashing in her eyes. She touched up her lipstick and walked over gracefully in her high heels.

Fu Linzheng was looking down at his phone, his expression nonchalant, when he suddenly heard a sweet, coquettish female voice: "Sir, could you please help me? I borrowed a friend's car, but I've been struggling to park it properly. You must be a very skilled driver, could you help me park the car?"

Fu Linzheng lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, his expression indifferent and unchanging: "Sorry, I'm busy."

She tossed her long hair, leaned towards him, and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Handsome, please help me out. The parking space is right across from you. It won't take you too long."

Fu Linzheng curled his lips and uttered a few words indifferently: "This whole area is my parking space. Where do you want to park?"

"..."

The woman was stunned for a moment, even more amazed by his wealth. She handed him her phone and said with a silly smile, "Then I might have come to the wrong place. But it's fate that we met. Handsome, could you give me your contact information so we can be friends?"

Fu Linzheng replied coldly, "I'm sorry, I have a wife. She's very strict, so I can't have other female friends."

Just then, Rong Weiyue's car drove up and stopped steadily in the opposite parking space. She got out of the car and saw this scene.

She looked bewildered. Fu Linzheng looked at her and said to the strange woman, "See? My wife is back. I'm going home to cook for her."

Rong Weiyue: Hmm? ? ?

The woman saw Rong Weiyue walking over from the opposite parking space, and seeing her beautiful face, she became awkwardly stunned. Fu Linzheng straightened up, walked to Rong Weiyue's side, and spoke in a doting and natural tone:

"I bought a black carp and had it filleted at the supermarket. I'll have spicy and sour fish fillets for dinner tonight."

Rong Weiyue blinked in surprise, then realized what she meant and said, "Okay."

Seeing Fu Linzheng's unusually intimate behavior, the woman was surprised that this wealthy man was willing to cook for his girlfriend. Her face turned red with embarrassment, and she could only leave awkwardly.

After she left, Rong Weiyue's face flushed red. "What were you doing just now...?"

Fu Linzheng scoffed lazily, "What, as my roommate, can't you help me fend off unwanted suitors?"

Well, it just so happens that she happened to show up, so it's perfectly normal for him to ask her for help...

Fu Linzheng saw her standing there and asked, "Let's go. Are you going to eat?"

She followed him, and the two returned home. He placed the overflowing groceries on the kitchen island. Rong Weiyue, carrying Hu Hu, walked over and saw the bag. "You really bought fish?"

"You think I'm joking?"

Rong Weiyue noticed that he had been eating at home more often lately, cooking more frequently, and she could always get a portion of the extra food he cooked, so she no longer had to order those greasy takeout meals.

Although the taste of his cooking is often not very good, it is healthy, and occasionally a few dishes are quite amazing.

She said softly, "Let me do it with you."

Fu Linzheng took off his suit jacket, leaving only a black shirt. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing his arms with prominent veins, and turned to look directly at her: "What do you want to do with me?"

He was very close to her. She paused, lowered her head, and suppressed the ripples in her heart that shouldn't have been there: "It's just... cooking, isn't it? We're eating fish."

Fu Linzheng smiled and handed her the strawberry mochi cakes he had bought. "Don't cause trouble. Go play with Hu Hu. If you get hungry, eat some of these."

She was taken aback when she saw that he had bought desserts again, and muttered, "Okay, but let me wash these side dishes for you first."

He chuckled softly, "I understand."

"ah?"

"You want to spend more time with me, I understand, after all, you haven't seen me for two or three days."

"?"

She was clearly worried about him blowing up the kitchen, okay?

Finally, Hu Hu lay on the island counter to keep her parents company. Rong Weiyue ate a small cake while searching for tutorials with Fu Linzheng, helping him out. The two were busy and flustered, but fortunately, they managed to make it successfully.

The taste was surprisingly good, with a sour, spicy, and savory flavor that made it especially appetizing. Even she, who usually has a small appetite, couldn't help but ask for more rice.

Seeing that she enjoyed the food, he was relieved.

After the meal, Fu Linzheng went to handle official business, and Rong Weiyue went to draw her drafts.

Around 9 p.m., she finally finished her work, rubbed her sore eyes, took out her contact lenses to take a shower, and then took her old clothes to the balcony to wash them. But when she turned around and walked back, she didn't notice the corner and her knee hit the corner of the cabinet with a "thud".

She shuddered in pain, staggered back two steps, clutched her knee, and gasped for breath.

It hurts so much...

She limped into the room. Fu Linzheng, who had just finished exercising and came out of the gym, saw her like this and came over. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just bumped my leg."

He frowned and bent down to examine it. "Come over here and apply some medicine."

She moved closer to him and sat down on the living room sofa. Fu Linzheng brought over a first-aid kit to help her apply the medicine, but she said shyly that she would do it herself.

Fu Linzheng sighed helplessly, "How can you be so clumsy? Aren't you careful when you walk?"

"I wasn't wearing my glasses, so I couldn't see clearly..."

She is nearsighted and also has some night blindness, so it was common for her to bump into things in that small rented room.

When she first moved in, there was a power outage in the neighborhood one night. She went to the balcony to collect the laundry and tripped over a pile of cardboard boxes. She fell flat on her face, her arm hitting the sharp metal edge of the balcony sliding door, her knee slamming down hard, and her palms landing on the ground.

She was all alone at home. The room was pitch black. She lay motionless on the floor, her fingertips trembling. Tears welled up in her eyes. It took her several minutes to regain her strength and slowly sit up. Her knees, hands, and arms were covered in blood. She had run out of medicine at home. She was in so much pain that she couldn't sleep at night, but she still had to take the subway as usual the next day.

Upon hearing this, Fu Linzheng's expression darkened, and a sense of guilt welled up in his heart.

He didn't pay attention when he first set it up.

He glanced at the dim lights outside the balcony and asked her again, "Has your nearsightedness gotten worse?"

"300 in the left eye, 350 in the right eye, a little deeper than in high school."

She usually does delicate filigree inlay work, with the smallest filigree pieces being less than two millimeters in size, which inevitably causes eye strain.

"But wearing glasses is fine. I'll get LASIK surgery later."

Fu Linzheng responded lazily, "But even though you're nearsighted, you could still see the numbers on the playing cards quite clearly that night when the living room lights weren't on."

She looked down as she applied the medicine: "It's fine if I hold it close; I can still see it clearly even at half an arm's length."

The air was silent for two seconds, then the man's smiling voice rang out—

"Rong Weiyue, didn't you say you had a blackout? How do you know what playing cards I was talking about?"

Her mind went blank for a moment, and she suddenly looked up to meet Fu Linzheng's interested eyes. Her cheeks flushed, and she stammered, trying to cover it up: "I... I only vaguely remember that you were playing cards, I don't remember anything else."

Fu Linzheng raised the corners of his lips, "Hmm, I believe whatever you say."

"..."

Fu Linzheng sat beside her, his deep black eyes fixed on her like a hunting dog eyeing its prey.

The same place felt like I was back that night.

The air gradually warmed up.

Rong Weiyue's heart was pounding. After applying and covering the ointment, she immediately stood up: "I'm going back to my room first..."

My leg felt completely painless, and I scurried away like a rabbit.

Fu Linzheng smiled sideways.

Back in the bedroom, Rong Weiyue slumped onto the edge of the bed, falling backward in embarrassment.

She recalled chatting with Yin Lu last night and couldn't help but tell Yin Lu about kissing Fu Linzheng. Yin Lu exclaimed excitedly, "Rong Weiyue, well done! You're so bold!! Alcohol really does embolden cowards! What about Fu Linzheng? What was his attitude? He couldn't possibly have pushed you away, could he?!"

“He…” Rong Weiyue buried her head, “When I tried to escape, it was too late. He then forced me to kiss him.”

Yin Lu excitedly shouted, "You're drunk, but he's not! If Fu Linzheng didn't like you, why would he kiss you? Similarly, think about why you kissed him. Is it because you've fallen for him again? Or have you never stopped liking him?"

Yin Lu's words kept echoing in her ears, as did Fu Linzheng's statement that he could always find her birthday, which made her heart feel like a frozen river thawing in early spring, rippling gently in the breeze.

But she was so resolute back then, doesn't he really mind...?

Can they ever go back to the way things were...?

Rong Weiyue's heart pounded like a drum, her emotions churning. She pulled the blanket over her burning cheeks.

-

One night, Rong Weiyue tossed and turned, her heart churning with emotion.

The next morning, she drove to her studio. The morning mist had not yet dissipated, and the streets of Beijing seemed to be shrouded in a light veil. As she drove, she couldn't help but recall the time she had spent with Fu Linzheng.

They met and got to know each other during a rainy summer concert the night before their senior year of high school. Not long after the start of the new semester, Fu Linzheng began to pursue her.

At that time, Fu Linzheng was the most flamboyant and dazzling presence in Langao, and he was never short of suitors. The rumored young master Mingheng had never pursued anyone, but he just happened to set his sights on her.

The news spread quickly and caused an uproar among the crowd.

At first, she didn't believe it and even thought it was absurd. Their personalities were completely opposite, and they were from different worlds. She didn't understand what Fu Linzheng liked about her. She couldn't afford to play along and just wanted to stay away from him, afraid of becoming another topic of conversation for him after his three-minute infatuation faded.

But Fu Linzheng relentlessly pursued her, getting closer to her with all his might, gradually breaking down her protective shell. As they spent more time together, she cleared up her misunderstandings and prejudices about him, saw his sincerity, and couldn't help but fall in love.

But his words about the bet downstairs in the music room that day plunged her heart to rock bottom. At the amusement park, she used Peng Qingshi to provoke Fu Linzheng, causing their relationship to collapse and them to become strangers.

But later, Fu Linzheng still fought and got injured for her, and took back the violin, protecting her as before.

He said he still loves her and won't let go.

At that moment, she knew she had fallen in love and couldn't deceive herself anymore.

After they got together, Rong Weiyue kept the bet to herself. However, due to her sensitive nature, the seeds of insecurity had already been sown. After graduating from high school, some things happened, and she broke up with him, changed her college application to go to Hangzhou. Their relationship was like a fleeting moment, blooming brilliantly but disappearing in an instant.

She originally thought that when they reunited six years later, there would be no new stories, but everything that has happened now has already shattered her initial assumptions.

When Rong Weiyue arrived at the studio in the morning, she found that the studio had received a large package.

Inside were lots of food, various health-promoting ingredients, and sticky notes with instructions on how to use them. There were also winter clothes I bought for her, as well as books and tools about filigree inlay. The room was filled with notes.

She received a call from Sheng Liu, who said that she was the one who sent it, and that she and Rong Chengye were taking a flight to Finland at 11:30 a.m.

They travel abroad every year and stay for more than a month.

Sheng Liu said softly, "Yueyue, those things were actually prepared for you by your father. He told me not to tell you. He regrets being so harsh to you that day. He shouldn't have said you were a failure. But you know his personality. He can't bring himself to apologize to you. He told me to tell you not to work too hard, to eat on time, and to take good care of yourself."

Rong Weiyue lowered her eyes and said calmly, "Have a safe journey. Contact me if you need anything. I'm going to work now."

"……good."

She looked at the box of things and felt a pang of sadness.

Actually, she didn't want any of these things. From childhood to adulthood, all she wanted was more love and affirmation from them.

After calming down, Rong Weiyue went to the workshop and told everyone the good news that the "Frost and Snow Chant" ornament design had been finalized. Everyone was happy, and at noon they went out for a meal to celebrate. Rong Weiyue said that the next production stage was the most important part, and the time allotted for them was not generous. They had to ensure both speed and quality.

Rong Weiyue assigned tasks to each craftsman, and everyone worked together in an orderly manner to complete the production. Everything was going well.

On Thursday evening, Rong Weiyue learned that this Sunday was the 60th anniversary of Lan Gao High School, and the school invited alumni to return to their alma mater to participate. That night, the senior class group chat was buzzing with hundreds of messages.

The next day, the class committee members decided that there would be a class reunion on Sunday night, where everyone would have dinner together and get together.

Xia Sili, being the most resourceful and one of the organizers, quickly sent messages to Rong Weiyue and Yin Lu, inviting the two beauties to come.

Yin Lu asked Rong Weiyue privately, "Bao, are you going? I really want to go. It's been so long since I've been back to school. I mainly want to go back and get to know the teachers; after all, we'll be in the same circle in the future."

Rong Weiyue tapped the screen: 【I'm still considering it.】

After breaking up with Fu Linzheng, she intentionally cut off contact with her classmates to avoid hearing gossip.

Actually, the person she was most afraid to face was Fu Linzheng, but now this person was right in front of her every day when she woke up, and she didn't care much about the others.

Xia Sili said that many classmates also wanted to see her. That evening, after Rong Weiyue finished showering, she ran into Fu Linzheng in the living room and asked him, "Did you go to the class reunion on Sunday night?"

Fu Linzheng raised an eyebrow. "What, you want me to come with you?"

"...I was just asking casually."

Fu Linzheng lazily sipped his water. "If I don't go, everyone will definitely be disappointed. What's the point of this class reunion then?"

"..."

How can this person be so narcissistic?

He looked up at her: "Will you go?"

Rong Weiyue made up his mind and nodded slightly. He said lazily, "I don't know the specifics of the activity. You should learn more about it. I'll be with you that day."

She paused for a moment, then said, "Okay..."

Will he go with her then...?

So she told Yin Lu, who laughed: "It's okay, so be it if you and Fu Linzheng are together. Let others speculate. So many girls in high school are jealous of you. If they see that you and Fu Linzheng are still in contact, they'll be furious, hahaha."

Rong Weiyue felt helpless. She wanted to keep a low profile, and she didn't even know how to define her relationship with Fu Linzheng.

Yin Lu asked her to go shopping for clothes with her tomorrow night. [I've been so busy lately that I'm embarrassed to see my old classmates. I need to dress up and look stunning!]

Rong Weiyue smiled: 【Okay.】

The following Saturday, Rong Weiyue was working overtime at her studio when Fu Linzheng sent her a message: "What time are you coming home tonight? I'm about to go home after I finish work. I was just about to cook some spaghetti, so I'll save some for you."

During this time, she ate pasta flavors including tomato meat sauce, creamy bacon, black pepper beef, Mexican, Thai sweet chili, garlic shrimp, truffle cream, squid ink, and spicy sausage.

There's nothing she can't eat, only things she can't imagine...

I wonder what new seasoning packets he has.

Rong Weiyue: [It's okay, you eat more. I'm having dinner with Lulu tonight, I'll be back later.]

Fu Linzheng chuckled when he saw this.

Forget it, I'm just not lucky enough to have such a delicious meal.

In the evening, Rong Weiyue was busy when Yin Lu suddenly sent her a message complaining that the teaching and research group had an impromptu meeting that night and she couldn't leave.

Rong Weiyue reassured her: "It's okay, I'll go shopping and pick out a few items for you to take pictures of."

Yin Lu: [Okay, thank you, baby [crying]]

After a while, she finished her work and left the studio. As she walked down the steps, she saw a black Mercedes parked at the entrance.

A man stood beside the car, dressed in a suit and tie tied in an elegant Windsor knot. He had thin lips, a straight nose, and handsome, well-defined features. His hands were in his pockets, and he exuded an extraordinary aura.

Rong Weiyue was stunned for a moment. Just as she was walking towards her car, the man saw her and suddenly spoke: "Miss Rong?"

She turned back in confusion and asked if she knew him. The man walked towards her, a polite smile spreading across his deep-set eyes, and extended his hand to her.

"It really is Miss Rong Weiyue. Hello, my surname is Yan and my name is Yan Huai. It's good to meet you."

Rong Weiyue felt the name sounded familiar. Yan Huai noticed her confusion and explained, "Your parents should have mentioned me to you. I work at Jinming Financial and just came back from Toronto. My parents have been talking about you to me a lot lately... and they want me to know more about you."

Rong Weiyue was taken aback, but did not extend her hand. Her tone remained calm: "How did Mr. Yan know I was here?"

“Your parents mentioned that you opened a filigree inlay studio called Qingyue Pavilion. It’s not hard to find it on Baidu.”

Feeling annoyed, she politely declined, saying, "I'm sorry, I don't know if my parents have conveyed my meaning to you. I don't go on blind dates. I'm sorry to have made you come all this way for nothing. I have something to do. Please excuse me."

"Miss Weiyue—"

Yan Huai blocked her way, his lips curving into a haughty smile: "I'm not here today to force you to go on a blind date. I just couldn't get your contact information, so I had to take the liberty of coming to your door to invite you to dinner. I have no other intentions."

Yan Huai spread his hands, smiling self-deprecatingly: "My parents have been urging me and forcing me to come see you for a month or two now. It's just the time it takes to have a meal. Consider it as us each reporting to our parents. If you're not satisfied with me, I won't bother you anymore, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Rong Weiyue coldly agreed after a few seconds.

Forget it, let's just have a meal and that'll be it, so I don't bother her anymore.

Yan Huai's dark eyes deepened, a smile playing on his lips as he opened the passenger door for her. "Please."

She got into the car, and then he sat in the driver's seat, fastened his seatbelt, turned his Rolex watch on his wrist, and started the car.

As Yan Huai drove, he couldn't help but turn to look at Rong Weiyue. The woman was wearing an antique dark green cheongsam, her long hair cascading down her back, and a cloak that accentuated her slender and graceful figure. She had red lips and white teeth, and her temperament was as pure and noble as if covered in frost and snow.

Yan Huai chuckled and said, "Miss Wei Yue is quite different from the rumors, which is quite surprising."

Looking out the window, Rong Weiyue snapped out of her daze. "What?"

“My parents used to talk to me about you often, saying you were very beautiful. Now that I’ve met you in person, I think you’re even more stunning than in the photos,” Yan Huai laughed. “And they said you’re particularly gentle and shy, but I think… Miss Wei Yue has a lot of personality.”

Rong Weiyue's expression remained calm and her voice was indifferent: "Their description of me is completely contrary to the truth. You don't need to have any hope."

"How could that be? I think Miss Weiyue is doing very well. You don't need to feel guilty. I admire her."

Rong Weiyue glanced sideways, speechless.

What burdens does she bear? She doesn't need his appreciation.

Along the way, Yan Huai occasionally chatted with her, but Rong Weiyue remained indifferent and didn't even exchange glances with him.

On her phone, she secretly texted Yin Lu to complain about the incident. Yin Lu said she didn't expect this person to be so terrifying, actually blocking the studio entrance.

[But objectively speaking, what do you think of this guy's appearance? Is he tall and handsome? [winking emoji]]

Rong Weiyue: [He should be about 1.8 meters tall, and he's an 80 out of 100 in looks.]

Yin Lu: [Compared to Fu Linzheng, who is more handsome?]

Rong Weiyue's eyes flickered slightly as she lowered her gaze and typed a few words: "He and Fu Linzheng are incomparable."

This is also an objective fact.

Yin Lv: [Hehehe, I get it, I get it [Auntie smile.jpg]]

Rong Weiyue found the photo of Yan Huai that Sheng Liu had sent her some time ago. Luckily, it hadn't expired. She sent it to Yin Lu, who exclaimed that he was already very handsome, but compared to Fu Linzheng, he was far inferior. Fu Linzheng was handsome in a hard way, handsome from every angle, and few men could compare to him. This had really spoiled Rong Weiyue's aesthetic sense.

Yin Lu told her to relax and just have a meal and that would be it.

Finally, the Mercedes drove to the city center and stopped in front of a building. She got out of the car, glanced casually at Yan Huai's car, and Yan Huai said easily:

"This car is a Mercedes-Benz GLE53, which cost over a million yuan. I just bought it last month, mainly because it's more convenient to have a means of transportation when I go back to China."

Having seen so many luxury cars driven by Fu Linzheng, Rong Weiyue was quite used to it.

He never seemed to mention the prices of his cars to her, and even told her to drive them around practicing whenever she wanted, and that it didn't matter if she crashed them.

Rong Weiyue snapped out of her reverie and nodded indifferently. Yan Huai walked up to her, holding a bouquet of pink and white flowers that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, and handed it to her.

"Miss Weiyue, this was prepared a long time ago. I hope you will accept it. It's a pleasure to meet you."

With people coming and going around her, she couldn't refuse, so she had no choice but to accept it.

Yan Huai had booked a restaurant on the rooftop of this building tonight. It was one of the most upscale Western restaurants in Beijing. The two took the elevator up, and a waiter led them inside to a window seat. The open-air balcony overlooked the dazzling night view of Beijing. At that moment, the silvery-blue night sky resembled a magnificent galaxy, a breathtaking sight.

After sitting down, Yan Huai said that he often came to this restaurant and was quite familiar with it. He would order, and she said it was up to her.

When asked about red wine, he raised an eyebrow: "Would you like to try this Chateau Margaux? I can't drink while driving, but you can. Don't worry, I'll make sure you get home safely."

She declined calmly, saying, "No, I don't drink."

She never drinks alcohol when she goes out with strangers.

Yan Huai understood and joked in English, "She really is a well-behaved girl."

"..."

Rong Weiyue looked out the window in silence.

Fine, it's only two hours, I'll put up with it.

After ordering, before the food even arrived at the table, a male voice came from the side: "Yan Zi!"

Yan Huai looked over and saw a stylishly dressed man with silver-blue hair. Yan Huai excused himself to Rong Weiyue and went over to greet him. The man lowered his voice and teased, "On a date? You're something else, finding a beautiful woman as soon as you get back to the country. You have good taste."

Yan Huai patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Don't talk nonsense. It's just a blind date arranged by my parents. I'm just going out to have dinner with a girl."

"You're so lucky! I was thinking of asking you to come with me to the club next door to meet some big shots in the film and television industry. Do you want to go?"

Yan Huai smiled and said, "Not today."

"I understand, I understand. I won't disturb your time together. My assistant will bring the documents later, and I'll give them to you."

"Okay, thanks."

After chatting for a while, Yan Huai returned, poured juice for Rong Weiyue, and said softly, "I'm sorry, that was my friend. He invited me to meet some business partners, but I declined. How could I bear to leave such a beautiful girl here?"

She did hope he would go, but Yan Huai looked at her and said, "Miss Weiyue, you probably don't know much about me, so I'd like to formally introduce myself."

She wasn't interested, but she still listened politely. Yan Huai spoke slowly and deliberately, from his birth date to his education and work:

“My family is in the jewelry business, and I work in venture capital investment. My annual income is in the seven figures. I own three properties in Beijing. Although I am not very wealthy, I believe that I will give my wife a better life after we get married.”

Upon hearing this, Rong Weiyue realized that he had invited her using his parents as an excuse, but in reality, he genuinely wanted to know her.

She took a sip of her juice and said calmly, "Mr. Yan is a very good catch. You should already know me. In terms of financial strength alone, you could choose a better partner."

“I don’t have any requirements for a girl’s financial condition. I value her character and personality more. Miss Weiyue fits my requirements perfectly. Moreover, a man should settle down before starting a career. Marriage is the most important thing for me right now.”

Yan Huai crossed his long legs and leaned back in his chair: "Miss Weiyue, I heard that you are living alone now. It's not safe for a girl to live alone. I have a two-bedroom apartment near your studio, which is usually empty. It's about a 20-minute drive from your studio. Why don't you move in first? Don't be shy, it's just out of friendship to help you out."

"No need, I'm fine now."

Yan Huai smiled slightly, "It's alright, feel free to contact me anytime if you need anything. I haven't asked yet, what kind of boy does Miss Rong like?"

A certain person's face flashed through Rong Weiyue's mind.

Her heart skipped a beat. She composed herself and said calmly, "I don't know, but I have no plans to date right now, nor do I want to get married so soon."

Yan Huai stroked the cup and smiled, "Take your time. I believe you'll be satisfied once you get to know me better. I won't force you. Let's start as friends."

At this moment, the waiter brought out the dishes, and Yan Huai finally stopped talking and let her taste the food.

As the two ate, Rong Weiyue was like a heartless eating machine, letting his words go in one ear and out the other, occasionally uttering a few words.

She always makes her attitude very clear when dealing with people she's not interested in, which is why so many people say she's aloof—because she doesn't even want to give a single expression to people she doesn't like.

An hour later, across the street from the restaurant on the same floor, several men walked out of the club, with Fu Linzheng and Xia Sili leading the way.

The former was dressed in all black, tall and straight like a crane among chickens, with black hair and cold eyes, exuding an arrogant and noble air. Everyone around him bowed and scraped before this Prince Mingheng.

Tonight, Fu Linzheng knew that Rong Weiyue hadn't returned, but he wasn't in a hurry to go home. Instead, he came here with Xia Sili to socialize and discuss business.

After the others left, the silver-haired man smiled at Fu Linzheng and Xia Sili: "That's it for today? Mr. Fu, really not going to have a couple of drinks?"

Fu Linzheng said lazily, "What's so great about drinking with you?"

Xia Sili smiled and put his arm around Fu Linzheng's shoulder, teasing, "Alright, his convoy had something come up and he's going to a meeting. Besides, our Master Zheng isn't interested in eating, drinking and having fun lately, so don't invite him to any gatherings tonight. Just revise the plan and send it over directly."

The man smiled and nodded: "Alright, thank you both for your patronage. You two can go ahead now, I'll go to the restaurant to find my friend and deliver some documents to him."

The silver-haired man glanced into the restaurant and said with a smile, "Oh, you're still here? Looks like things are going well with that person."

Fu Linzheng lifted his eyelids, his gaze falling into the restaurant, and he froze instantly.

He saw a man and Rong Weiyue sitting by the window in the restaurant.

Rong Weiyue, who had told him that she would be having dinner with Yin Lu that evening, was now sitting with her back to the door. Romantic candlelight was lit on the table, and a bouquet of light pink flowers was beside her. A distinguished man was dining opposite her, talking to Rong Weiyue about something. His face was full of gentle smiles, radiating a man's adoration for a woman.

Xia Sili also looked over, his eyes widening suddenly:

"Hey, isn't that Weiyue?!"

Fu Linzheng stared intently, his brows furrowed slightly, and uttered a few words as he asked the silver-blue-haired man, "Is that man your friend?"

The man followed Fu Linzheng's gaze and nodded with a smile:

"Yes, it's my college classmate, Yan Zi, whom I just told you about. I ran into him earlier and wanted to invite him over for dinner, but wow, he's too busy to talk to his girlfriend. He said he was on a blind date with a girl."

Fu Linzheng's dark eyes immediately narrowed, his expression turning as cold as if covered in frost, and even his breathing became heavy.