Chapter 10 Because they were so close, one arm...
Because they were so close, and he was holding one of Feng Xingyun's arms, Feng Xingyun subconsciously turned his head to look at Liu Duanhe's watch.
Liu Duanhe raised his arm in front of him, the black leather watch strap highlighting his slender, fair wrist. "It's 4:12 PM."
He only felt that the arm that Liu Duanhe was pulling was unusually vivid, like a fire, but Feng Xingyun remembered that he had never been a germaphobe.
Following Liu Duanhe's hand, he replied, "It's okay, it starts at 4:30. Besides, it's just a competition between two colleges, so the time isn't that strict."
Liu Duanhe raised his head, his dark eyes coated with a layer of light, and he squinted slightly, considering his words, "But it's best not to be late, otherwise people will gossip."
His hands were truly beautiful, with smooth, boneless knuckles that weren't prominent at all, a pale pink hue, slender and long, with pointed fingers, as white and smooth as mutton fat jade, as if they had never done anything since birth, perfectly flawless.
Feng Xingyun couldn't help but look at him again, her gaze moving from his hand to Liu Duanhe's phoenix eyes, which were always filled with affection. "Okay."
The unique, fresh, bitter fragrance of plants mingled with his clean scent, and he lowered his eyes in response.
As soon as you enter the stadium, you hear the sound of rackets hitting the ground. The stadium is already quite full.
Hearing the door open, everyone turned to look and widened their eyes in surprise.
Someone couldn't help but exclaim, "Holy crap!"
As they approached, one of them joked, "Since our school's heartthrob is here today, there's bound to be a lot of audience members later."
Liu Duanhe smiled and said, "At most, I'll just play a role in setting the stage and providing you with a platform to showcase your technology."
In fact, some people on the team knew that Feng Xingyun and Liu Duanhe didn't get along. It's no exaggeration to say that they were shocked to see the two of them appear together today. After all, Feng Xingyun has a terrible temper and is not someone to mess with. It's a mystery how their relationship improved.
At first, they were a little reserved. After all, even in a university like theirs where most students were top scorers, Liu Duanhe was outstanding enough to stand at the very top. His appearance and clothing made him look so noble that people had to think twice before speaking to him.
Moreover, they had noticed Feng Xingyun's dislike for Liu Duanhe. After all, they had trained in the same team for so long, and he was the captain. They didn't know what was going on, and at first, they would glance at Feng Xingyun's expression out of the corner of their eye while they were talking.
However, Liu Duanhe was really emotionally intelligent and had a very good temper. Even if they accidentally said something wrong, he could comfortably smooth things over for them, making them talk more and more enthusiastically, as if they had met too late and couldn't talk enough. They had completely forgotten their previous reservations.
He was chatting naturally with the team members when Feng Xingyun felt someone nudge him on the arm.
He looked up and saw Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi pulled him aside and whispered, "Why is Liu Duanhe here today?"
Before Feng Xingyun could speak, he asked somewhat nervously, "How do I look now? Am I presentable? I should have gotten a haircut."
Feng Xingyun sneered, feeling a little uncomfortable, and replied perfunctorily, "It's alright."
"You two made up because of what happened last time? I've always said Liu Duanhe is a very nice person. If you get to know him properly, you'll see how charming he is," he said smugly.
"He has an incredibly good temper, is gentle and polite, and is so handsome. Actually, I was straight before, but when I first met Liu Duanhe, I realized that gender doesn't really matter." He seemed a little nervous as he rambled on.
Feng Xingyun turned his head to look at Liu Duanhe, who was bowing his head and smiling gently. He was like a finely sculpted white jade beauty, or a divine sculpture from the Renaissance period. He was so handsome that he was breathtaking. Even without speaking, he was so pleasing to the eye that one wanted to talk to him endlessly.
He listened quietly to the stories of the people surrounding him, only occasionally saying a word or two, which made those who spoke to him laugh so hard they showed their teeth.
Feng Xingyun couldn't help but laugh, but his appearance was already fierce, and when he laughed, he looked even less like a good person.
Zhao Yi couldn't help but say, "What mischief are you thinking? You seem to have ulterior motives."
"Did I laugh? You're mistaken, I didn't laugh." Feng Xingyun's smile faded, and he looked down at Zhao Yi expressionlessly.
"I need to change my clothes, it's almost time." Then he bypassed Zhao Yi and went to the changing room.
Liu Duanhe's conversations with these people weren't entirely fruitless; he sent out several job offers and invited a few promising candidates to try out internships.
They have no trouble finding jobs after graduating from university; their extremely high scores greatly increase the probability of selecting talented individuals, and at least most of them have sufficient learning ability.
Talented people are sought after and need to be cultivated, so Liu Duanhe's process of making friends is also a process of selecting the employees and investment projects he needs.
Times are changing. The Liu family is currently at the top, but if they don't bring in fresh blood, they will eventually fall. His grandfather is indeed getting old, his energy is waning, and his health is deteriorating. In the past two years, the group's business has begun to decline.
As the only son, Liu Duanhe was raised as the heir from a young age, and he would never allow the Liu family to fall.
After he had roughly figured out their background and personalities, they were completely exposed to him.
The noise in the venue gradually increased. Liu Duanhe glanced back and said with a hint of intimacy, "There are so many people here. I won't disturb your competition. You should warm up quickly."
As he spoke, he waved his hand and walked to the back, looking for a seat. Zhao Yi chatted with him for a few minutes and also received an offer from Liu Duanhe. Of course, he accepted without hesitation and stepped forward, saying, "You can sit in the first row. This is our team's family and friends area." He deliberately probed.
Liu Duanhe's expression remained unchanged. He couldn't tell at a glance that Zhao Yi was interested in him, but the tension, unease, and shyness in his eyes over a few words made it clear to him.
But Liu Duanhe wasn't interested in him. In fact, he had never been interested in anyone. Recently, however, Feng Xingyun had become quite interesting.
However, he keeps his personal and professional life separate. He has had too many suitors since he was a child, so he doesn't care about having one more or one less. There are plenty of suitors in the company as well, so he can still send internship invitations.
"Okay, thank you. Where is your team's position?" Liu Duanhe didn't really want to go to the middle or back rows. There were too many people around, and he was almost surrounded by a crowd. The first and second rows were left empty to put the players' bags and some players who weren't playing. There were fewer people, which was perfect.
Zhao Yi pointed in a direction and then asked with great concern, "I'll take you there. By the way, how's your head healing? Are you alright?"
“I was terrified when I drove you to the hospital, thankfully nothing bad happened.”
Liu Duanhe asked in surprise, "You were the one who took me to the hospital?"
He explained, "Feng Xingyun was worried that something might happen to you and there wouldn't be enough time. I also got my driver's license a long time ago and have a car, so he asked me to help drop you off at the dormitory."
"But I'm also very worried about you." Feeling that everything he said was good for Feng Xingyun, he quickly added a sentence to himself.
Liu Duanhe's memory of that time was probably a bit blurry due to the injury mechanism. He vaguely remembered that after going downstairs, there was indeed someone talking to Feng Xingyun.
Zhao Yi asked with some doubt, "Didn't Feng Xingyun mention me?" She recalled that back in the hospital, Feng Xingyun hadn't told Liu Duanhe about his past when he was transferred to another hospital.
After remembering, Liu Duanhe didn't mention that Feng Xingyun hadn't mentioned him at all, since he might have forgotten. He said naturally, "I wasn't thinking clearly at the time, and I was too busy to remember when I got back to school. When you have time, Feng Xingyun and I will treat you to a meal to thank you properly."
He keenly caught the key words and asked in confusion, "Ah, but..." He stammered and didn't finish his sentence. Why bring Feng Xingyun along?
Was it because Feng Xingyun carried him downstairs and took him to the hospital that they had to eat together? He actually preferred to eat alone with Liu Duanhe.
Liu Duanhe asked in a gentle voice, "Is there a problem?"
He looked down at Zhao Yi slightly. The satin shirt shimmered under the lights of the dome, its texture superb. The gray suit trousers were perfectly pressed, without a single wrinkle.
He simply stood relaxed, yet his posture was impeccably elegant, exuding a relaxed yet confident air. He was clearly a prodigy nurtured by money and power, and very attractive.
Zhao Yi's ears turned red. He shook his head. Even the most outgoing person would probably find it difficult to tell Liu Duanhe that he wanted to have dinner alone with him.
Liu Duanhe smiled and said, "Then when you have time, send a message to Feng Xingyun in advance and ask him to tell me that I want to make a reservation."
Zhao Yi nodded haphazardly, "Okay."
The easiest thing would be for Liu Duanhe to add him on WeChat, but since he already has a boyfriend, she felt that it was better to avoid anything involving someone who was definitely interested in her, especially someone who was familiar with Feng Xingyun, since it was different from work.
After all, Zhao Yi was just an intern at the company he controlled, and she wasn't a direct subordinate he needed to keep in touch with. If her work performance was truly outstanding enough for him to consider promoting her, then these issues wouldn't be problems.
They lifted their feet and continued walking towards the first row, where Liu Duanhe found a seat in the middle.
"They're almost done warming up, don't worry about me, go ahead." Seeing Zhao Yi standing in front of him looking a little awkward, as if she had something to say, and guessing that Feng Xingyun was almost done changing, he urged her.
Zhao Yi had no choice but to swallow the words she hesitated to say and return to the ranks to stretch her muscles.
Extricating herself from the social situation, Liu Duanhe took out her phone from her pocket, first accepting friend requests from a few people she thought were nice, and then started processing the new work assignments from her secretary.
When he's focused on something, he becomes completely absorbed, oblivious to his surroundings, until he hears a terrified shout, "Watch out!"
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