Chapter 276 IF Scenario—What if Zhou Pingchuan were the one who traveled through time (5)

After kissing Zhou Pingchuan, Xia Mian belatedly felt a little regretful. She was afraid that Zhou Pingchuan was homophobic, afraid that Zhou Pingchuan would distance himself from her, afraid that not only would their relationship fail, but she would also lose a good friend because of her impulsiveness, and afraid that the two of them would drift apart from each other.

But he quickly recovered—he was a summer sleeper, after all!

Xia Mian from the Xia family, Xia Mian who won first place in the appearance competition, Xia Mian who is known in the martial arts world as the strongest trainee, would anyone not like him?

In his family, everyone from his uncles and aunts to his brothers and sisters doted on him. When he was in school, his teachers treated him like a darling, and his classmates followed him around every day. After he joined the company, all the trainees, regardless of age, willingly called him "brother".

Of course, he couldn't guarantee that those who liked it were genuine or just opportunistic. After all, even the Renminbi can't be liked by everyone, and there will always be oddballs in the world who see money as dirt.

But given some time, he will definitely be able to win over Zhou Pingchuan!

absolute!

The only thing that made her anxious was how to explain it to Zhou Pingchuan's family.

His parents are very open-minded and will definitely support his choice. The Zhou family is a different story. Will Zhou Pingchuan's parents pressure him to get married and have children? Will his family be able to accept their only son suddenly being "turned gay"?

Xia Mian sighed sadly—yes, from beginning to end, he never agonized over why he had become gay, nor was he panicked about his sexuality. He had always been like this, acting only according to his feelings and without questioning the reasons behind them.

Moreover, he was quite certain that he liked Zhou Pingchuan.

He had never felt such a strong urge to kiss someone.

So how do I possibly win over Zhou Pingchuan's family?!

"Regret it?"

Xia Mian's drunken, not-so-bright little brain was spinning rapidly when Zhou Pingchuan suddenly asked.

Xia Mian took a moment to react before quickly shaking her head: "No, I genuinely wanted to kiss you. Zhou Pingchuan, I think I've fallen for you."

Zhou Pingchuan said "Oh".

? ? ?

Just an "oh"?

To be honest, Xia Mian was a tiny bit disappointed. But the fact that he hadn't directly rejected him meant there was still a chance, and he was ready to go all out!

Let's go back to the question from earlier. Xia Mian tilted her head back, blinked, and asked the tall, handsome boy, "So, were you bribed or not?"

His eyes were so bright, like they held the Milky Way that had been stolen by the rain last night. Zhou Pingchuan subconsciously turned his head: "Yes."

"Don't betray me later, okay?"

"good."

Having received a positive reply, Xia Mian pulled Zhou Pingchuan back into the private room. Everyone in the room waited anxiously for Zhou Pingchuan's response, and the next round of the game didn't begin.

"Oh, so this was all planned out," the dealer said mischievously. "Then Zhou Sheng should be able to finish this round of Truth or Dare, right?"

“Just now,” Zhou Pingchuan said.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, not understanding. A few seconds later, they realized what Zhou Pingchuan meant.

He said that the most unforgettable thing between him and Xia Mian was just now.

So... what exactly happened "just now"?

The group of rich kids were incredibly curious, but they had already asked enough questions, and further inquiry would probably offend Xia Mian, so they could only shut their mouths in frustration.

Xia Mian picked up her wine glass and used the act of drinking to cover her burning face.

***

Being liked by someone of the same sex is not something to be proud of in a society that accepts heterosexuality. The next day, after sobering up, the two of them tacitly avoided mentioning the confession from the previous night.

But once Xia Mian made up her mind, not even ten Kosinic phones could change it! He began to treat Zhou Pingchuan more seriously, picking him up and dropping him off early and late, giving him free vocal and dance lessons, and preparing thoughtful gifts that wouldn't hurt his pride. As for going out to eat and have fun, that was a piece of cake for him.

Through increasingly in-depth contact with him, Zhou Pingchuan finally broke into Xia Mian's circle and started his first company.

It is a trading company. It lacks start-up capital. If it wants to accumulate capital quickly, trading is the simplest way.

On the day the company opened, the scene was as lively as the opening of an international forum. Xia Mian helped Zhou Pingchuan entertain the guests while marveling at Zhou Pingchuan's influence.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, you're here too," Xia Mian greeted.

Old Zhang is the heir of Shengkuang Industry, who recently held a birthday banquet. This man is known for his extravagance and frivolity, while Zhou Pingchuan is steady and down-to-earth. Their personalities are completely opposite, and Xia Mian always thought they wouldn't get along. She never expected him to come.

“Pingchuan sent me the invitation more than half a month ago, so of course I have to come and support him!” Zhang Taizi laughed. “There are so many familiar faces here, it’s a good opportunity to catch up with my brothers.”

"Reminiscing? I think you just want to take this opportunity to engage in group sex," Xia Mian thought to herself.

At this moment, Prince Zhang said again, "Xia Mian, you are so good to Pingchuan, you even introduced him to Chairman Zhuang."

Following his gaze, President Zhuang of the Asian Maritime Association was chatting with Zhou Pingchuan, patting Zhou Pingchuan on the shoulder as they talked, clearly admiring the young man.

Uncle Zhuang and Xia Mian's maternal grandfather were old friends. Some time ago, when they went to the port city to participate in an event, Xia Mian took the opportunity to visit Uncle Zhuang, and Zhou Pingchuan accompanied him.

In Xia Mian's heart, Uncle Zhuang was a close elder, so he didn't introduce Zhou Pingchuan in much detail, only saying that the two were colleagues and close friends.

Who would have thought that Zhou Pingchuan would establish a connection with Uncle Zhuang after just one meeting?

“He’s just good at it.” Xia Mian said proudly.

Prince Zhang sighed: "Well, you should keep a close eye on him. Don't get too involved. If you find anything wrong, cut your losses in time."

This statement was partly out of sour grapes, and partly out of genuine concern for Xia Mian's good relationship with him.

Xia Mian frowned: "What do you mean?"

"You know his family background, and you know how he got to where he is today. Judging from your current situation, you probably haven't confessed your feelings yet, right? Be careful he doesn't keep you hanging on."

At this point, Prince Zhang gritted his teeth: "Playing games is fine, throwing money and resources around is normal, but after spending the money and resources, you can't just not let us sleep with them. Remember that little starlet from last year's mahjong game? She acted like a prostitute and then tried to act virtuous. I won't tolerate that..."

"Shut up!" Xia Mian snapped at Zhang Taizi. He really wanted to punch that greasy face, but Zhang Taizi was there to support Zhou Pingchuan, and he couldn't ruin Zhou Pingchuan's performance. He held back and said, "I have something to do, please excuse me."

Prince Zhang said sullenly, "Look at you, I'm just sharing my experience. If you don't listen to my advice, you'll suffer sooner or later!"

Xia Mian ignored him, leaving Zhang Taizi behind, and went to the bathroom to wash her face.

He didn't want to doubt Zhou Pingchuan, who was someone he liked; to doubt Zhou Pingchuan would be to doubt his own judgment.

However, he had to admit that Prince Zhang's words were like a fishbone stuck in his throat, impossible to swallow or spit out, making his chest feel tight.

That night, Xia Mian, for the first time ever, didn't send Zhou Pingchuan a goodnight message.

After washing up, Zhou Pingchuan noticed his phone wasn't ringing and, finding it odd, sent Xia Mian a WeChat message: "Tired?

After a long silence, he received a cold message: "Are you using me?"