Chapter 117: Your Girlfriend?
Xu Yihuan was startled and stopped drying her hair.
Looking at Tan Zhixu's smiling golden retriever profile picture, Xu Yihuan hesitated on the screen.
"What's wrong, Huanhuan? Aren't you answering the phone?"
Perhaps because the phone had been ringing for too long, Lu Anlan asked Xu Yihuan while tidying up her clothes.
"Oh... I'll answer right away."
Xu Yihuan walked to the balcony and lightly tapped the green connection button.
I put the phone to my ear, and soon, a magnetic, husky voice came through the receiver.
"Hello?"
Xu Yihuan stood on the balcony, her gaze falling on the young couples coming and going downstairs, unconsciously wiping her hair with a towel.
"Why did you call me?"
"Can't I make a phone call if there's nothing wrong?" Tan Zhixu's voice had a roguish air about it, and his matter-of-fact manner made people feel that whatever he said was right.
Xu Yihuan remained silent for a long time.
"Can."
After he finished speaking, the atmosphere became inexplicably quiet.
There were quite a few young couples coming and going downstairs, but the balcony lights were off, and she was all alone there.
Xu Yihuan inexplicably felt a little hot.
It's not an illusion; the outdoor unit of the air conditioner is blowing air.
It turned out that Lu Anlan inside had turned on the air conditioner at some point.
Xu Yihuan snapped out of her daze and asked, "What were you talking about with me just now, a telescope?"
Tan Zhixu's lazy voice came from the other end of the phone: "Lu Anlan told me you wanted it, so you didn't. She's lying to me?"
Xu Yihuan understood Lu Anlan's meaning almost instantly.
He forced a smile and said, "Ah...right, I was thinking we're going to watch the meteor shower in a couple of days, right? It would be perfect if we had a telescope."
Tan Zhixu paused, unsure whether she had realized that she was lying.
He smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll bring it over later."
Xu Yihuan nodded, then realized that Tan Zhixu couldn't see her nod on the other end of the phone, so she softly replied, "Okay."
The pronunciation of individual words sounds strangely pleasing.
Tan Zhixu leaned against the balcony railing, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly upon hearing this.
Just then, Zhang Xiang came out, carrying a basin in his hand.
He came out to hang up the clothes.
Seeing Tan Zhixu's expression, he raised an eyebrow: "What are you doing, making a phone call?"
"Um."
"With your girlfriend?"
None of the guys in their dorm had girlfriends, and they usually talked to their families on the phone right there in the dorm.
Tan Zhixu's sudden appearance on the balcony inevitably aroused curiosity.
Tan Zhixu paused, a cryptic laugh escaping his throat: "Not yet."
If not, then there must be something going on.
Zhang Xiang smiled knowingly, but didn't ask any further questions, only saying,
"Okay, hurry back after you finish the call, everyone's waiting for you to play games."
They planned to play games together as a group of five today, and they even invited someone from another dorm to join them, since they couldn't just stand them up.
Tan Zhixu responded softly.
When Xu Yihuan heard Zhang Xiang ask the question about his girlfriend, her ears started to burn.
He quickly replied, "Then you go ahead and get busy, I'm going to blow-dry my hair and go to bed too."
"Okay, goodnight then." Tan Zhixu's voice was low.
"Good night." Xu Yihuan lowered her eyes slightly, and the cool autumn breeze brought a strange flutter in her heart.
After hanging up the phone, Xu Yihuan returned to her dormitory.
He slowly took off his shoes, lay down on the bed, and prepared to sleep.
Lying in bed, I wasn't sleepy at all; I was incredibly awake.
Tan Zhixu's cool and magnetic voice echoed in her ears, and Xu Yihuan's heart pounded faster and faster under the covers.
Finally, thinking about the important things I had to do tomorrow, I pondered for a while and finally drifted off to sleep.
The next day, I finished class at 4:45.
Xu Yihuan changed into formal attire and waited for Tang Wanhua at the school gate at 5:30 sharp.
The Porsche stopped at the school gate, and Xu Yihuan opened the car door and got in.
Tang Wanhua was dressed in a black suit with clean makeup, exuding the aura of a strong woman.
He glanced at Xu Yihuan and saw her gripping the seatbelt tightly, and couldn't help but chuckle.
"Let's go. Today at Wenlan Yipin, we just need to get a better understanding of their needs. You don't need to be too nervous. Besides, with me here, nothing unexpected will happen."
Xu Yihuan's face was still youthful, but under Tang Wanhua's reassurance, her tension gradually subsided, and she nodded firmly.
Inside the 1666 private room of Wenlan Yipin, there were already three people inside, but the main seat in the center was still empty.
"The main reason I brought you here today is to teach you some things. You have to experience some things for yourself."
Jiang's father spoke in a low voice to his son beside him.
"Since you like finance, I don't object. But how far you can go depends on your own abilities."
Unlike Jiang Jinnan, Jiang Tingbai didn't have a powerful mother; he could only rely on himself.
And the only thing he can do is try his best to remain impartial.
Jiang Tingbai was not angry when he heard this, but his face was full of gentleness.
"Yes, Father, I understand."
Jiang's father nodded in satisfaction; this son was much more obedient than his other son.
"Yes, when Teacher Tang comes in later, be sure to be polite to her."
Jiang Tingbai obediently agreed.
As soon as he finished speaking, the door to the private room was pushed open.
Tang Wanhua walked in with a smile.
"Mr. Jiang, you're here so early? It seems I'm late."
Jiang's father immediately stood up and reached out his hand to Tang Wanhua.
"Not at all, we arrived much earlier."
Tang Wanhua reached out her hand, touched it briefly, and then pulled away.
"Let me introduce you. This is my student, Xu Yihuan. You can look for her when I'm not around. She was recommended to Peking University's Department of Foreign Languages, and her professional skills are quite good."
Jiang's father's gaze followed to Xu Yihuan's face, his expression filled with surprise and delight.
"Huanhuan, what brings you to the capital?"
Xu Yihuan nodded slightly: "Uncle Jiang, I came to Beijing to attend university, and I came here with my teacher today."
Tang Wanhua looked over and asked, "Huanhuan, do you two know each other?"
Xu Yihuan nodded and said succinctly, "Neighbor."
Jiang's father was annoyed that his long speech, which he had prepared in his mind, was interrupted.
But these emotions were swallowed back the moment he saw Tang Wanhua.
He said with a forced smile, "Yes, we used to be neighbors."
Jiang Tingbai's gaze swept over the group of people.
She took two steps forward and said, "Sister Yihuan, we meet again."
Xu Yihuan nodded gently, a polite smile on her face.
She knew perfectly well that someone who pretended to be innocent in a bar couldn't possibly be a good person.
Tang Wanhua glanced at Xu Yihuan with great interest.
"Your network is even wider than mine?"
Xu Yihuan looked back helplessly. [Don't make fun of me, Teacher Tang.]
Tang Wanhua withdrew her gaze.
He coughed lightly twice and walked straight to the head seat to sit down.
Let's get down to business.
Inside the other room, number 1668.
The three of them sat down to eat, and the atmosphere was quite relaxed.
"Senior sister, what did you call me here for?" Ji Linghe asked while eating, her manner quite natural.
"Well, don't you have a simultaneous interpreting job in a couple of days? I'd like Tangtang to get some experience with you."
Unlike Pei Yi'an, Ji Linghe's work is very serious. She usually only translates for small occasions and doesn't involve any leaders, so she won't break any taboos.
Ji Linghe agreed without hesitation.
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