Beijing Procurement

"Let's go eat Peking duck again."

The aroma of crispy roast duck wafted over, and the two people squatted by the moat, holding paper bowls.

"It's so delicious." Ye Wanqing ate happily, so Gao Yu pushed his bowl over and used his long fingers to hand her a few pieces with chopsticks, "If it's not enough, I'll have some."

"Sister, eat slowly."

Seeing that her mouth was covered in oil from eating, Gao Yu slowly moved closer to her, his face getting closer and closer.

Ye Wanqing was stunned by the scene. She and Gao Yu were staring at each other, quite close to each other.

She felt her heart racing.

[Oh no, Gao Yu is so close to me, is he going to kiss me? Should I accept or refuse?]

Gao Yu was speechless. What was this older sister thinking about all day?

When he got close to her lips, he simply used his fingertip to wipe away a tiny speck of sesame seed from the corner of her mouth.

"Sister, there's something in your mouth."

Ye Wanqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, then felt a little embarrassed. "Thanks! Let's go boating at the Summer Palace later."

"Boating? Sure." Gao Yu used to row fast when he was in Hong Kong, and he even won a prize for kayaking.

The oars parted the ripples on the lake, and Ye Wanqing's floral skirt, soaked with water, clung to the edge of the boat.

She gripped the oar and deliberately tilted it towards Gao Yu, water droplets splashing down the oar blades onto the hem of his suit trousers.

"Sister, you're so naughty!"

Gao Yu suddenly swerved, causing the bow of the boat to veer sharply to the right, startling several kingfishers perched on the lotus leaves.

"You're worse."

Ye Wanqing turned around and grabbed the other oar, and the two of them started playfully fighting on the boat.

The boat immediately began to spin in the middle of the lake. Gao Yu took the opportunity to let go of her hand, letting her frantically row, while he leaned against the stern and laughed.

"It feels so good to row a boat. I'm happy just looking at all these lotus flowers on the lake."

Ye Wanqing had always been burdened by her family in her previous life and rarely went on trips. This time, while boating, she felt particularly at peace and had a sense of tranquility.

"If you like boating, we can go boating often from now on. As long as you're happy."

Gao Yu said as he rowed the boat.

"Sure."

Ye Wanqing smiled, thinking to herself that Gao Yu was really sweet-talking and gave her a lot of emotional value.

It wasn't for nothing that I spent so much money on him.

Just then, the oar struck a hard object, and as Ye Wanqing leaned forward, Gao Yu grabbed her wrist.

He felt a warmth as he placed his palm against the spot where her pulse was beating.

"Watch out. Hold on tight."

Gao Yu grasped her wrist and rowed quickly with his other hand.

When the boat regained its balance, Ye Wanqing realized that she had almost fallen into his arms, so she quickly sat up straight.

"Little brother, are you trying to take advantage of your older sister?"

Gao Yu laughed, his eyes crinkling, "Sister, you're overthinking it. I'm not going to date a young girl."

"You. Humph." Ye Wanqing rolled her eyes at him, annoyed.

The bow of the boat gently bumped into the dock. He stepped ashore first, then turned and extended his palm to her.

"Sister, let's get ashore."

When Ye Wanqing placed her hand on it, he suddenly pulled her forcefully, drawing her into his arms.

"Alright, we've had our fun and eaten our fill, so let's head back to Shanghai."

When Ye Wanqing and the others returned to Shanghai, it was almost dark.

Gao Yu parked the car in front of the villa. Ye Wanqing took out her keys, went forward and turned on the porch light, and saw a man standing at the door.

It startled her.

Only when she saw the light from the door lamp could she make out that the man in front of her was none other than Zhou Zhiyuan.

"Wanqing, you're finally back."

Ye Wanqing was getting impatient. "Zhou Zhiyuan, what are you doing here? Don't you think I threw you far enough last time?"

Just as Zhou Zhiyuan was about to say something, he saw Gao Yu get out of the car and walk over.

When he saw Gao Yu, a sunny and handsome boy, his brows immediately furrowed.

"Ye Wanqing, who is he?"

"What's it to you?"

Ye Wanqing was too lazy to pay him any attention.

Gao Yu walked over. It was also his first time meeting Zhou Zhiyuan, and he was somewhat hostile. "And who are you?"

Zhou Zhiyuan looked him up and down, remembering the man from the villa last time; this wasn't the one in front of him.

Good heavens, in just a few days, Ye Wanqing has changed men again and even brought one home?

Thinking of this, he stepped forward, grabbed Ye Wanqing's wrist, and said sternly, "Ye Wanqing, you brought another man home. And it's a young boy. After breaking up with me, how could you be so casual, taking advantage of a young man like an old cow? Where is your sense of shame?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Wanqing slapped him across the face.

With a "smack," a red mark appeared on Zhou Zhiyuan's face.

"Zhou Zhiyuan, watch your mouth. You're supposed to be a university professor, how can you speak so rudely? It's an insult to your profession."

Gao Yu stepped forward, arms crossed, and sneered, "I don't care who you are. I'll count to ten, and you'd better get the hell out of here. If you don't, I won't be polite."

Zhou Zhiyuan looked at the sunny young man in front of him with some disdain, "You're just a little boy, I don't believe you can beat me?"

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

Gao Yu began the countdown.

While counting down, he reached up and brushed his bangs up from his forehead, then clasped his wrists together and began to rotate his fists.

Seeing his posture, Zhou Zhiyuan felt a little guilty, but he didn't take it to heart.

He stepped forward and stopped Ye Wanqing. "Wanqing, I admit I was wrong to say that to you. Come home with me."

"Go home? This is my home."

Ye Wanqing was convinced that Zhou Zhiyuan must be seriously ill.

"Didn't you say that even after the engagement was called off, we would still be family and you would be my sister? Come on, let's go home with your brother."

After saying that, Zhou Zhiyuan pulled Ye Wanqing away.

"Three, two, one."

As the countdown ended, Gao Yu immediately strode forward, pulled Zhou Zhiyuan aside, and punched him.

Caught off guard, Zhou Zhiyuan took a solid punch. After he realized what was happening, he stepped forward and punched Gao Yu in the face.

But Gao Yu grabbed his fist and kicked him to the ground.

Gao Yu assumed a horse stance, crossed his two palms, and made a kung fu gesture.

Ye Wanqing immediately screamed, "Holy crap, Wing Chun! Gao Yu, you actually know Wing Chun!"

Wing Chun is a martial art from the Foshan area of ​​Guangdong. It is the style of kung fu passed down by Ip Man, the master of martial arts star Bruce Lee and the king of kung fu. It is very famous.

Gao Yu actually knows Wing Chun? Impressive.

Gao Yu chuckled softly, "You can't make it in this world without some skills. Just you wait and see, sister."

Although Zhou Zhiyuan was somewhat scared, he knew that morale could not be lost. He was unwilling to give up, so he immediately swung his fists and stepped forward to hug him. The two men hugged each other and started fighting.

Seeing this, Ye Wanqing quickly shouted, "Gao Yu, come on! Gao Yu, hit him! Hit him hard!"

Zhou Zhiyuan was furious when he saw Ye Wanqing cheering on that man.

He originally thought that as a young and strong man, how could he possibly be no match for a teenager?

Unfortunately, the boy was even more energetic than he had imagined.