First meeting
That was your second year working.
Perhaps it's the genes they carry in their blood, or perhaps it's the motivation brought about by pressure.
Gradually, your work ability became outstanding, and you were promoted quickly, eventually rising to the position of deputy general manager, second only to your father in ability.
Your father looked at you with satisfaction and nodded. That evening, you and your father attended a banquet.
She entered the venue dressed in formal attire, arm in arm with her father.
As soon as you entered, many people surrounded you. You stepped back, gracefully raised your hand, and took two glasses from the wine tray held by the tuxedo-clad employee next to you. You handed one glass to your father.
The father, beaming, took the cup from his daughter and chatted with several friends he hadn't seen in a while.
Then they pull you in from the sidelines and introduce each person in front of them.
"Lanlan, come here, let me introduce you to a few uncles. This is Uncle Lu."
Hello, Uncle Lu.
"Uncle Hu, he used to hold you when you were little, haha."
Hello, Uncle Hu.
"Uncle Li."
Hello, Uncle Li.
"This is Uncle Ma."
Hello, Uncle Ma.
"Let me introduce you all. This is my beloved daughter, Lanlan." She turned to look at you, her eyes filled with affection.
You call out to them one by one, with a sweet smile, and the uncles all grin and agree.
"Wow, Lanlan has grown so much!"
"Yes, when I visited your house, Lanlan was still so small, haha."
"Where do you work? Oh, the deputy general manager, that's great, young and promising, young and promising."
".........."
The father listened to his old friends' words and laughed heartily again.
Finally, your father pats your hand, perhaps sensing your distress, and suggests you go for a walk elsewhere.
"Go ahead, have some dessert to fill your stomach. It'll probably be a long time before you go hungry."
You smiled and nodded, greeted everyone, apologized, and walked towards the dessert area.
I casually grabbed a plate of desserts, found a corner to sit down, and before I could even catch my breath, more people started sitting down one after another. But since I was sitting in a relatively dark spot, everyone just glanced at me casually.
Perfect timing! The more people, the better. Let's chat and have a good time.
You smiled with your eyes narrowed, forked a piece of dessert and put it in your mouth. The sweet taste made you feel great.
I scooped up another spoonful of dessert, listening to the guy next to me bragging about himself. The woman sitting next to him had a stiff smile. You just love watching this kind of mindless talk, the so-called 'successful people'.
You can run into these kinds of people everywhere. They think they're successful just because they got their money from an unexpected business venture. They flaunt their success by casually commenting on others. They love to show off.
You watch as the woman's smile clearly falters, silently taking a bite of your pastry. You feel a pang of sympathy for her; this woman is truly unlucky to have met someone like that.
Suddenly, the two gentlemen on your right, who had been discussing social events and shaking their heads and sighing over a particular point, stopped talking and became inexplicably agitated. You glanced at them, sensed something was wrong, and subtly shifted your body to the right.
"That's... Chen Peiyuan?"
"Who? No way, didn't they say he never participates in these kinds of activities?"
"Look, look."
"My God, I can't believe my eyes, it really is him."
"Right, it really is him. With him here, we're doomed."
Chen Peiyuan? Hearing this name, it sounds familiar. You lower your head and think for a while, then suddenly remember hearing about him last year.
Is this the Chen Peiyuan who said, "I'd rather make the King of Hell cry than see Chen Peiyuan laugh"?
You really want to see what kind of man he is that deserves such high praise.
You look up and follow the direction the two gentlemen next to you are looking. You suddenly realize that the once lively crowd has now fallen silent. Everyone's eyes are fixed on the front, undisguised, staring at the tall, broad figure in the distance who is chatting and laughing with someone.
The person in the back view seemed to sense the unusual atmosphere at the banquet. He stopped talking, turned around, and you gradually widened your eyes. How could someone have such a handsome face?
Even though you've seen many handsome men, you still can't describe him in words. A meticulously sculpted face, smiling eyes that seem to carry an electric current, striking everyone who looks at him with equal intensity. You feel like you're about to fall into his eyes and be gradually melted away by him.
The gradually changing halo shone on the man, as if a god had descended and bestowed his favor upon everyone.
He smiled, raised his glass, and drank it down in front of everyone.
Good evening, ladies, have a pleasant evening.
At that moment, you finally understand that some people are born to be the center of attention, and even just a glimpse of their backs can make people swoon.
"Ahhhh, Chen Peiyuan, Chen Peiyuan."
The room fell silent for a few seconds, then the ladies burst into the most charming voices of their lives, shouting his name with fervor.
"It really is Chen Peiyuan, I love you."
"Chen Peiyuan, you're so handsome!"
You're startled. At this moment, everyone seems to have let go of their inhibitions. Their usual elegant demeanor is completely gone.
The scene resembled a large fan meeting, with ladies swarming forward, all wanting to get closer to Chen Peiyuan. However, when trying to get through the crowd, accidents were inevitable. Several ladies accidentally stepped on other people's feet or legs, and cries of surprise and pain rang out one after another.
Fortunately, the host pulled Chen Peiyuan onto the stage in time, and the security guards surrounded them below. The ladies were unable to go up the stage and had to stop, thus preventing a disaster from happening.
You sensed that what was about to happen wouldn't interest you. Since you'd satisfied your curiosity, there was no reason for you to stay any longer. So, while everyone's attention was on stage, you quietly slipped away.
As you reached the door, a commotion arose behind you, and you couldn't resist turning around to see what was going on. Unexpectedly, you met a pair of eyes that seemed to electrify you, staring intently at you. If you hadn't been pinching your thigh, you would have been completely captivated. You saw clearly the owner of those eyes, a moist mouth that opened and closed. You involuntarily imitated it. Realizing what it meant, you were startled and didn't dare to linger any longer, quickly leaving.
But when you turned your back, you didn't see the man on stage silently watching you. Every move you made, every slight curve of your eyebrows, drew screams from the crowd.
When you turn around and look at me, it stares at you, its mouth opening and closing.
Then, seeing you immediately turn and leave, he smiled again.
I've finally found you, my angel.
When Chen Peiyuan opened his eyes and woke up, blinding light shone through the curtains.
Unable to fall back asleep, he propped himself up and sat up. Last night, he seemed to have dreamt of the scene of his first meeting with Lanlan.
No, to be precise, it was the first time you officially met.
He still remembers his friends, who were all wondering why he wanted to attend that banquet. He didn't seem to be the type to join in the fun.
Chen Peiyuan smiled slightly upon hearing this. He hadn't gone on a whim; he had gone intentionally because he knew Chen Yulan would also be there.
Sure enough, he saw her at the banquet. She was so beautiful that he was almost stunned. If his friend hadn't reminded him, he probably would have embarrassed himself. He took the opportunity to toast everyone and also toasted her from afar.
Seeing that she seemed equally captivated by his gaze, he felt quite satisfied; at least his elaborate outfit today was worthwhile.
Later, the situation got out of control, and he watched helplessly as she ran away.
What was he thinking when he stood on the stage?
He guessed it might be, "There's plenty of time in the future," Chen Yulan.
One day,
One day, you will come to my side.
Chen Peiyuan stood up and walked to the window.
Grab the curtains that are fluttering in the wind and pull them hard.
"Whoosh--"
The curtains swayed quickly to one side, letting in swathes of sunlight that flooded the room.
They rushed to fill every corner of the room.
Chen Peiyuan involuntarily closed his eyes, opened his arms, and felt the sunlight.
He tilted his head slightly back, a smile playing on his lips.
after all,
"Chen Peiyuan!" Chen Yulan called to him from downstairs.
"They're here."
He responded, stretched, turned and went downstairs, silently filling in the blanks in his mind.
Whatever his thoughts were back then, they've all come true now, haven't they?
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