Cha Meiling left in her high heels.
Chu Hongyu stood there, watching her departing figure, a complex and indescribable emotion welling up inside her.
Cha Meiling's arrogance and loneliness reminded her of a line of poetry: "The lonely courtyard is quiet as spring draws to a close, pear blossoms cover the ground, but the door remains unopened."
Cha Meiling must have truly loved Young Master Ning a long time ago, right?
"What are you thinking about? Let's go." Ning Bingyu's impatient voice rang out from behind.
Chu Hongyu snapped out of her daze and quickly caught up with Ning Bingyu: "Oh, coming right now."
Seeing this, Mark hurriedly ran forward and pressed the elevator button for Ning Bingyu, saying, "Young Master, please."
The three of them entered the elevator. Chu Hongyu stood behind Ning Bingyu and hesitated for a moment.
She couldn't help but ask, "Young Master Ning, when will my HKU admission letter arrive? We agreed that I would be your assistant in mainland China and you would help me get the admission letter."
Ning Bingyu adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and glanced at her indifferently. "What day is it today? Everyone's coming to ask me for things. Do I look like someone who doesn't keep their word?"
Chu Hongyu was speechless at his attitude. This guy was really something, with a sharp and sarcastic tongue, acting as if someone owed him millions.
But what can we do? This is the boss!
With a slight smile, she said, "Young Master, please assume that I, a mainlander, am naive and eager to show Xiao Ning the glitz and glamour of Hong Kong."
This is also one of the truths, besides the fact that she really wanted to see as soon as possible what the differences were between the University of Hong Kong and universities in mainland China.
She could sense that Xiao Ning seemed calm and composed, but there was still some unease in her heart, and she would occasionally space out and think about something.
Ning Bingyu scoffed: "Why don't you count your living expenses first? You're relying on an advance on your future salary for tuition, and you're trying to rip me off for living expenses?"
Chu Hongyu: "...Young Master's Mandarin has improved by leaps and bounds; he can even use the word 'wool-pulling' now!"
To put it simply, he has a gentle and refined face, but his nasty personality of always bringing up the most sensitive topics can be displayed even more unrestrainedly.
Mark, ever the understanding one, came to the rescue: "Hongyu, don't worry about it. I've already been urging them, and the University of Hong Kong said it should be ready by the end of this month at the latest."
Hearing Mark's assurance, Chu Hongyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
A radiant smile spread across her beautiful oval face as she sincerely said, "Thank you, young master, and thank you for your hard work, Mark!"
In early November, the air in Shanghai was already quite chilly.
But Chu Hongyu's mood was as bright and warm as the winter sun.
Ning Bingyu looked at her like this, slightly tugged at the corner of his lips, looked out the window, and thought without any expression.
So easily satisfied...
I wonder if, after experiencing the dazzling world, she will still insist on coming back to help build up the poor and backward inland areas?
...
The wind in Shanghai in December is like a blunt knife; it's not sharp, but it's cold enough to freeze you if it hits your face.
Chu Hongyu wrapped a thick red scarf around herself and hurriedly pushed her suitcase through the Fudan University campus.
Winter seems to have arrived exceptionally early this year; it's only just entered December, and it's already so cold that people are stamping their feet to keep warm.
Chu Hongyu looked up at the girls' dormitory building, a place that held too many memories for her.
There was the ecstatic joy of being admitted to university, and the heartbreak of being deceived by Su Xueming, that poor man from a humble background.
Of course, there are also the happy memories of playing around and bickering with Ning Yuan and Yan Yangyang.
Looking at the familiar scenery before her, Chu Hongyu felt a mix of emotions.
She is about to leave this place and go to a completely unfamiliar place to start a brand new life.
What will the future be like?
...
It's class time, so there are very few people in the dormitory. Even Yan Yangyang has gone to class. It's a good time to pack up and leave.
Chu Hongyu ignored the strange looks she received from people who didn't have classes and went upstairs with her suitcase.
She slammed the door shut and began stuffing her few pieces of luggage into her red and white checkered suitcase.
"Knock knock knock—" A knocking sound suddenly rang out on the door.
"Who is it?" Chu Hongyu asked as she walked over and opened the dormitory door.
"Oh, isn't this our Miss Chu? Packing her things to go to Hong Kong to enjoy life?" Ding Lan stood at the door, a fake smile plastered on her face, but her tone was sour.
"Is there something you need?" Chu Hongyu asked coldly, not intending to let her in.
"What, you've become successful and now you don't recognize people anymore?" Ding Lan rolled her eyes.
She sneered, "Who was it that promised me that if I helped you expose Lu Jingui, they would help me get my punishment sorted out?"
Ding Lan gritted her teeth: "And what happened? Lu Jingui is dead, Zhang Hongmei and Li Sidi were both expelled from school, I got a demerit from the school, and you, on the other hand, just pack your bags and go to Hong Kong to have a good time! Don't even think about it!"
"When did I ever promise to help you with the disciplinary action? I only promised you three hundred yuan after it was done, and I've already given it to you, haven't I?"
Chu Hongyu said coolly, then turned around and continued packing her things.
"You..." Ding Lan trembled with anger at her indifferent attitude. "Chu Hongyu, don't think you're so great just because you've hooked up with a big boss!"
Faced with Ding Lan's sarcastic remarks, Chu Hongyu found it amusing.
She raised an eyebrow with a half-smile, sizing Ding Lan up and down: "So what? What are you trying to do now? Try to be like Lu Jingui and write letters to the Hong Kong government schools to report me? Do you have the ability to go to the Hong Kong government? I advise you to go quickly and see if your letters of complaint are of any use?"
Ding Lan was furious at Chu Hongyu's unyielding attitude.
She rushed in, grabbed a white porcelain cup with an exquisite pattern from the table, and was about to smash it at Chu Hongyu.
"you!"
Chu Hongyu raised an eyebrow, neither dodging nor avoiding, but coldly reminded her: "I suggest you look carefully before smashing it. Whose cup is that?"
Upon hearing this, Ding Lan looked down and realized that she was holding the same teacup that Ning Yuan usually used. She froze on the spot.
She awkwardly put down her cup, her eyes flashing, and sneered, "Chu Hongyu, let me tell you, don't think that just because you have Ning Yuan, I'm afraid of you. If you don't make things clear today, don't even think about leaving this room!"
Looking at her blustering yet cowardly appearance, Chu Hongyu felt even more contempt for her.
"Ding Lan, I really don't understand, where do you get the nerve to question me so confidently?"
Chu Hongyu took a step forward, closing in on Ding Lan, and coldly raised an eyebrow. "If it weren't for you, those big-character posters would have covered the entire school, and I could have gone to the Hong Kong government to 'live a carefree life.' You also played a part in that."
Ding Lan gritted her teeth: "You..."
Chu Hongyu interrupted her without any politeness: "What... Lu Jingui is dead, Zhang Hongmei, Li Sidi, and Miao Sanlu have been expelled, and the department's student union has been completely reshuffled. All the students that Lu Jingui originally used can no longer serve as student union cadres."
Chu Hongyu looked down at her—
"You, Ding Lan, what makes you think you can happily take my three hundred yuan and live a carefree life for the past two years? Tell me, where do you get the nerve to come up to me and question me?!"
"I...I..." Ding Lan was speechless after being silenced by Chu Hongyu's words, her face turning pale and then red.
Chu Hongyu's alluring fox-like eyes were full of mockery: "Do you really think I don't know that you've always been jealous of my good relationship with Xiao Ning? You think I'm blocking your way to make money?!"
"Let me tell you, Ding Lan, I, Chu Hongyu, am not a kind-hearted person. I will not easily forgive anyone who has hurt me or my family. How about that? Have I made myself clear enough?"
Chu Hongyu stared at her with a chilling gaze, making no attempt to hide the hatred in her eyes.
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