Chapter 153 Can You Smile?

Changsheng glanced at his white shirt, then at Zhou Jihuai's black shirt, and moved inside cheerfully: "You two must not go out together at night. Standing together, you will look like the Black and White Impermanence."

"Xiao Chang is getting bolder and bolder. He dares to mention feudal superstition in front of us."

"There's nothing you can't say about yourself. I'm not like you who is late and still makes up stories to fool us."

Jing Fan sat down slowly: "I'm not kidding you. If you don't believe me, ask my dad, the driver."

Changsheng and Zhou Jihuai looked at each other and realized that he was not telling the truth.

Being late for a game he had set up himself was not something Jing Fan would do, unless there was something more important for him to do.

If you don't say this, then it's about work.

The two of them stopped talking about it and changed the subject.

They were afraid that Wen Zhile wouldn't be able to get a word in, so out of consideration for her they kept the topic within the realm that she could understand. The four of them chatted in a harmonious atmosphere for a few minutes. The manager pushed in a one-meter-high cake. On the top of the cake was a line of words written in jam, which was the name of their high school class.

Jing Fan stood up and walked towards the round dining table in the middle of the box.

The manager smiled and said, "Mr. Jing specially ordered this cake a few days ago. The cake maker is a master chef that our hotel hired at a high price. His skills are impeccable."

"These fruit plates are gifts from our hotel. I wish all guests a happy gathering!"

After he finished speaking, he left. Suddenly the room was filled with noise, and everyone was talking in praise of Jing Fan's generosity.

How expensive is a one-meter-high cake?

All expenses for today's party were paid by Jing Fan himself. He is so rich!

The waiter brought in a few boxes of wine and soda, and also added some snacks and cakes.

The table was filled with food, half of it salty and half sweet.

Everyone sat at the table and chatted animatedly.

Wen Zhile sat next to Zhou Jihuai, and Changsheng was on the other side.

The eyes around her were vaguely cast towards her, but she concentrated on eating the cake.

Soon, the manager brought in a glass of freshly squeezed juice and placed it directly in front of her, passing everyone else: "Miss Wen, your orange juice."

"Okay, thank you." Wen Zhile originally wanted to drink soda, but seeing this, he picked up the orange juice and took a sip.

No one at the table ordered orange juice, but hers... She looked at Zhou Jihuai and asked in a low voice, "Did you order this?"

Zhou Jihuai leaned closer and whispered: "I asked the manager to find freshly squeezed juice from the kitchen. It's cleaner than soda."

“……”It’s clean, but the taste is still different.

The little girl looked at the soda reluctantly and thought, forget it, it's just a bottle of soda, just drink juice, it's healthier.

"Brother Huai brought Zhile here with great intentions." Changsheng pointed at Jingfan and motioned for him to look.

Jing Fan was chatting with other classmates and looked over there when he heard this.

"When has Ji Huai ever done anything meaningless? He brought the girl here today to show that he has someone else."

Changsheng felt the same way: "There were so many girls in our class who liked Brother Huai. They were so brave that they even dared to follow us after school and suddenly rushed out to give Brother Huai things when we were not prepared."

"I don't know what Brother Huai thinks, but I am in a shadow anyway."

Jing Fan thought of the past and raised the corners of his lips. |

"It's been seven years since you graduated. Do you still remember the life ideals you talked about in class?"

Someone was talking at the table, and everyone started discussing at once.

Wen Zhile took a bite of the hawthorn cake and suddenly heard: "Whose dream was it to marry Ji Huai back then?"

There was laughter at the table.

Zhou Jihuai raised his eyes, smiling but not enthusiastically: "No matter who it was, it happened in the past. Let's not talk about it now."

After saying that, he picked up the chopsticks, and seeing that the little girl liked it, he picked up another piece of hawthorn cake and put it on the plate in front of her.

With these words and actions, everyone at the table understood what he meant. Although everyone had different feelings, they all tactfully did not bring up the issue again.

They look like a perfect match just by their appearance, who can possibly get in?

[Zhou Jihuai had quite a few romantic interests, but he chopped them all off.]

Wen Zhile saw the two sentences on the plate, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously: "Yes."

As soon as she entered the box, she knew why her brother Zhou wanted to bring her along. She had been thinking about helping out later, but she didn't expect that she wouldn't even have to ask.

[You had quite a few romantic opportunities, but they were all chopped off by him, hahaha, so you don’t have to worry about that.]

The specific operations were: drive her back to the dormitory, deliver food to the teaching building, and go to her dormitory to pack her luggage.

These stories spread like wildfire, adding a lot of evidence to the rumor that Wen Zhile from the English Department had a girlfriend.

There are people in the school who like Wen Zhile, but when they think of him, they can only secretly love him.

Wen Zhile's eyebrows curved: "That's right, it's a relief."

The motivation behind these actions was to take care of her. Who would have thought that rumors would arise? It can be said to be a pleasant surprise.

"Cousin, are you going to the TV station for training the day after tomorrow?"

Changsheng talked a lot to Jingfan, then said he was tired, drank some water, and turned around to ask.

"Yes, Director Zhang just called and said so."

Changsheng seemed to be thinking about something. After a while, he said, "Last time we confronted Zhao Weiguo, he became a little more obedient, but I'm afraid he won't change his ways. The day after tomorrow I'll go to your training ground to see how lively it is, and I'll help you keep an eye on him."

"What happened to Zhao Weiguo?" Zhou Jihuai interrupted.

Changsheng glanced at Wen Zhile: "You didn't tell Ji Huai?"

Wen Zhile shook her head.

"Well, I wouldn't have said anything if I had known." Changsheng had to explain briefly, "My cousin ran into Zhao Weiguo when she came to the TV station last time. The old guy drank some horse urine and forgot his last name. He wanted to force my cousin to go out and have dinner with him."

Zhou Jihuai's face darkened.

The little girl continued: "I mentioned my uncle, he probably won't dare to do that again."

"Zhao Weiguo is still like this?" Jing Fan looked over and asked, "Are you going to start training the day after tomorrow?"

"Yes, it will start the day after tomorrow." Changsheng blinked, "Brother Fan, why don't you come forward and talk to Zhao Weiguo's father-in-law?"

Jing Fan's family are all high-ranking politicians and are familiar with Zhao Weiguo's father-in-law's family.

For him, it was just a matter of saying something, but he was embarrassed to be exposed in front of him by a junior.

So even though Jing Fan heard Chang Sheng complain many times, he never intended to intervene as it was none of his business.

But this time...

Jing Fan looked unhappy, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"Ji Huai, when are you leaving?"

"Return to the team the day after tomorrow morning." Zhou Jihuai asked, "Zhizhi, did Zhao Weiguo run into you?"

"No, I dodged it."

The man's brows relaxed, and he said, "Let me give you a little lesson first."

Seeing that he was serious, Wen Zhile smiled and took his arm: "It's okay, brother. He can't take advantage of me. Just smile."

Zhou Jihuai relaxed his expression and smiled.

"I'm going to the TV station the day after tomorrow morning." Jing Fan said.

"Don't worry, Ji Huai. No matter how arrogant Zhao Weiguo is, he won't dare to show off in front of Zhile again."