Chapter 6 N - Night Wind
The next morning, Chu Beiling received an Excel spreadsheet sent by Ke Jincheng.
He opened it and saw that it contained information on eight or nine carefully selected houses, with details of the pros and cons listed in detail. It was so detailed that it was clear that a lot of effort had been put into it.
Many of these details are not covered by the services offered by real estate agents.
Chu Beiling knew that ordinary real estate agents wouldn't go to such lengths. Agents only wanted to finish their work quickly and get their commission, and rarely cared about the tenants' well-being. He was lucky to have encountered someone who cared, and if he got scammed, he could only accept it.
If he hadn't encountered Ke Jincheng's company, he would have had to leave finding a place to his own devices and rely entirely on the conscience of the other party.
Since the other party was so thoughtful, Chu Beiling didn't feel that it was something the other party should do since they were being paid. He sent a red envelope to Ke Jincheng to express his gratitude.
Who knew that it would be returned as soon as it was sent out.
Ke Jincheng: [No need, it's my pleasure.]
Chu Beiling posted another message: 【A small token of my appreciation.】
Ke Jincheng then returned the message: "Really, it's not necessary. It's the least I can do."
Chu Beiling sent him another message: [Take it. You have your intentions, and I have my stance.]
This was indeed not something Ke Jincheng should have done. As classmates, he hadn't handed over Chu Beiling's house to an agent but had instead kept an eye on it in his spare time. He believed he had done enough.
She had agreed to Xing Yu's request and received a huge red envelope from him.
What's the point of accepting Chu Beiling's red envelope again now?! But I can't tell him that I didn't accept it not out of politeness, but because I promised and already accepted your ex-boyfriend's red envelope to take care of you on his behalf.
The feeling of having a mouth but being unable to speak made Ke Jincheng feel extremely uncomfortable.
Ultimately, they've all grown up and become different.
Prince Fanfan used to be incredibly oblivious to everything. Even when someone was being sarcastic or sarcastic in front of him, he would remain calm and completely unaware. In the end, it was the sarcastic person who got furious. He was so direct now. In the past, if someone had just said "no need" the first time, he would have taken it seriously.
Then I will still persist.
Ke Jincheng returned the red envelope: 【Just think of it as me feeling guilty for eating a lot of your snacks before, and I'm making it up to you with my labor.】
Then came the message: "[If you keep sending this, I'll get angry.]"
Chu Beiling politely replied, "Thank you. I'll treat you to dinner another day."
Ke Jincheng ignored this and instead said, "When are you going to look at apartments? I'll go with you."
Chu Beiling was momentarily surprised. Ke Jincheng wasn't just a broker; he managed the entire real estate agency. How could he possibly have the time to waste on such trivial and troublesome matters as house hunting?
He even had an unrealistic guess: had someone said something?
Otherwise, how could someone as careless as Ma Daha be so meticulous?
Chu Beiling: [Did someone ask you to do something?]
Ke Jincheng chuckled awkwardly: "I'm only being this attentive because we're old classmates; others don't receive this treatment."
It's like trying to justify it to yourself: "We've all grown up and are different now, and so have you!"
Chu Beiling's hopeful heart sank once again.
He quickly replied: "No need for that. Just give me my agent's number and have him come with me."
Fearing a leak, Ke Jincheng didn't insist. He sent him the phone number of a particularly attentive agent and instructed that agent to treat Prince Fanfan like royalty.
What he says goes, and whatever request he makes is fulfilled.
With Ke Jincheng's special assistance, Chu Beiling found a house that was close to the branch office and had an almost impeccable floor plan and layout in less than two days. Under the professional and efficient arrangement of the agent, she quickly signed a rental contract.
Ms. Li cleaned up all traces left here from back then. After signing the rental contract, like a bird finding its nest, he found a place to settle down and return to in this city.
The agent told him that their company could help arrange the move.
Chu Beiling turned to look at him: "Is this also part of your company's business?"
Agent: "Yes, yes."
"Really?" Chu Beiling's eyes curved into a crescent shape, filled with scrutiny.
He already had a pair of captivating, round cat-like eyes, and now, under the bright incandescent light, his pale amber pupils seemed to be filled with starlight.
The agent felt that their CEO's classmate was very good-looking, but his temperament was too cold and aloof. He was beautiful but difficult to approach, like a spider lily growing in hell, which could only be admired from afar and not easily approached.
For the next two days, the agent was on tenterhooks, especially since the boss had specifically instructed him not to anger this powerful figure and risk losing his job.
At this moment, even without emotion, the smile, carrying a scrutinizing and probing quality, still melted the iceberg and poured down upon Leifeng Pagoda.
No one can withstand it.
"No, no, our boss specifically instructed me to do that." The agent wanted to bite off his tongue as soon as he said it, but it was too late. He carefully observed his expression.
Chu Beiling suppressed her smile, nodded thoughtfully, and said, "Okay, I understand. Please thank me and tell your boss that I'll treat him to dinner another day. As for moving, there's no need."
When I visited the house in person, I realized that Ke Jincheng had put a lot of effort into more than just making spreadsheets. The house he chose not only had suitable ceiling height and layout, but also matched his aesthetic preferences from ten years ago.
Everyone's experience is different. If something can meet all the requirements of someone who was young, then it must have been something they thought about a lot and put a lot of effort into.
He had already taken on a great debt of gratitude and didn't want to continue to bear it. Besides, he didn't have much luggage to begin with, so it wasn't really a move; he could manage on his own.
It was already evening when Chu Beiling left his new home. He went back to his hotel to change into a suit before heading to the hotel where the banquet was to be held.
The banquet hall was brightly lit and filled with elegantly dressed guests. When Chu Beiling, a new face, entered, she did not attract much attention.
only--
Chu Beiling was surprised to find Xing Yu at the banquet. Beside him was a man with an exceptional appearance and demeanor, whose every move exuded nobility, as if they were destined to be different from Xing Yu amidst the glitz and glamour.
The person beside me was like a pine tree on a snowy plateau, aloof and proud.
If he remembers correctly, this person should be Xu Zeyi, the president of Xingyao Media.
Orientation: Male.
Perhaps the lights were too bright, amplifying all their emotions and expressions, creating an indescribable ambiguous and romantic atmosphere between the two.
Xing Yu walked side by side with ease, chatting and laughing with the person beside him. He greeted the approaching people and raised his glass in greeting, already appearing to be a fish in water in this world of social gatherings and fame.
Chu Beiling was surprised and shocked; he had never imagined that Xing Yu would one day look like this.
In his memory—
Xing Yu really hates crowds. He used to be too lazy to even participate in class activities, and he felt uncomfortable if he was more than an arm's length away from them.
Now, he can actually chat and exchange pleasantries with ease in this kind of setting, even feigning intimacy.
Was it time that changed him, or was it someone or something?
Every elegant gesture Xing Yu made, every smile in his eyes as he exchanged pleasantries with others, felt like a knife piercing Chu Beiling's beating heart.
The previous two encounters were not as direct and intuitive as this moment.
They really are different now.
And those missed opportunities in the past have created a person who is both familiar and unfamiliar to each other—
There's no going back; he and Xing Yu really can't go back.
Unlike the impeccably dressed elites of this world of fame and fortune, Chu Beiling was casual and unrestrained. Her suit jacket was unbuttoned, and the top two buttons of her blue silk shirt were undone, revealing a silver necklace. Under the light, her features were soft and flawless, as beautiful as a piece of porcelain, exquisite, vivid, and unique.
Simply standing still and doing nothing can attract countless eyes to follow.
In addition, this kind of banquet is already selective, and you can't get in without a special invitation. Everyone present is shrewd, and even if someone is a stranger, they won't ignore them for long. Soon someone will come up and chat with him.
Xing Yu saw it too; he saw it the moment he entered. Through the crisscrossing crowd, he glanced at Chu Beiling indifferently before looking away and then at the aloof and cold man in front of him, clinking his wine glass with Chu Beiling's.
"I didn't hear what Mr. Xu just said."
Xu Zeyi raised an eyebrow: "I'd say I quite like President Xing."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Xu, I already have someone I like." She said this to Xu Zeyi, but his gaze lingered on Chu Beiling.
Xu Zeyi took a small sip of wine, looking regretful: "What a pity, I quite like President Xing."
He then looked at Chu Beiling, who was not far away, for a few seconds before preparing to go over and say hello.
Xing Yu subtly shifted his position, blocking Xu Zeyi's path, and gestured with his chin toward the corner: "President Xu, there are still a few details regarding Yi You's character that I need to confirm with you."
Xu Zeyi tilted his wine glass slightly toward him and chuckled, "Alright."
As he turned around, Xing Yu glanced at Chu Beiling out of the corner of his eye, then looked ahead and went to the corner with Xu Zeyi.
Chu Beiling's mind was entirely on Xing Yu, and she didn't bother with pleasantries. She quickly ended the small talk, picked up her wine glass, and went to find Xing Yu, but was stopped by someone.
After changing his drink, Chu Beiling greeted Mr. Luo from the organizer, Leading Capital, and then chatted with a film and television executive. He drank five or six glasses of wine while exchanging pleasantries with everyone. The burning sensation in his throat went all the way to his stomach, and his fragile stomach was twisted up and so painful that he could hardly stand up.
He already had a low alcohol tolerance, and with the long-term use of vortioxetine, Chu Beiling couldn't handle even a drop of alcohol. His doctor also advised him not to drink alcohol while taking the medication.
In fact, in such situations, if he doesn't want to drink, he can easily find an excuse to decline, and no one can stop him.
Perhaps his heart was in too much pain and he needed to numb himself with alcohol, so he didn't refuse and drank glass after glass without any restraint.
From the moment he entered, everyone's eyes were on him. Chu Beiling had gotten used to such gazes, but none of them were what he wanted.
The only person I wanted to see was now chatting and laughing with someone else in a corner.
Chu Beiling didn't know if the person who asked Xing Yu to buy the condoms was the high-quality elite man beside him.
Maybe so.
Mistaking someone for someone else, being refused his contact information, new people, everything since the reunion tells him—
He was the only one who remembered the promise, while Xing Yu had long forgotten it.
No, actually he broke his promise ten years ago.
It was his wishful thinking that Xing Yu hadn't forgotten that when they moved away from Zhanongkou and blocked him, it was because they were too young to make a choice.
Chu Beiling teetered on the brink of collapse.
It hurts so much, every part of my body aches.
He was already at his mental and physical limit and was about to collapse. Even if Xing Yu didn't intend to look at him directly now, he didn't want to show the slightest bit of weakness or vulnerability in front of Xing Yu here.
Chu Beiling stumbled and staggered, fleeing this suffocating place in a disheveled and desperate manner.
He genuinely disliked such occasions and was even less comfortable with Xing Yu's ease and confidence in crowds.
Everything has changed: the streets, the time, the network of relationships, even Xing Yu himself has changed.
Everything has changed.
If possible, Chu Beiling wanted to escape back to Singapore overnight; at least that way, everything would still be as she remembered it.
He still looks forward to the day when he and Xing Yu fulfill their promise.
Xing Yu took off his suit jacket and casually draped it over his left arm. His blue shirt was rolled up to his elbow, and the veins on his hand holding the champagne flared as he stared uncomfortably in the direction Chu Beiling had left.
The banquet hall doors opened and closed again. The figure from just moments ago had disappeared from sight, yet he remained staring intently at the doors.
Xu Zeyi clinked his glass against his and smiled meaningfully: "Ever since that person came in, President Xing seems a bit... absent-minded."
A waiter carrying a wine tray happened to pass by. Xing Yu placed his wine glass on the tray and nodded slightly to Xu Zeyi: "Excuse me, Mr. Xu, may I leave?"
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