Chapter 11
He paused, his gaze becoming deeper, as if he wanted to suck Song Shiyu in. "Or, to put it more bluntly, you are my type, a perfect match for all my imaginations."
He observed Song Shiyu's expression and continued, "You don't have to feel pressured immediately when I say this. I'm just being honest with you about my thoughts and feelings." He was humble enough, yet with a strong determination to win.
Song Shiyu stopped and finally looked him straight in the eye. His eyes seemed particularly deep in the night, with a hint of nonchalant provocation, and the corners of his lips raised a smile: "Oh? Are you willing to be the one below, Brother Gu?" He tried to use such straightforward and almost rude words to repel the other party's enthusiasm.
Gu Chun obviously didn't expect him to fight back like this. He was stunned for a moment, but instead of being angry, he laughed softly. His laughter sounded particularly sexy in the quiet night.
His eyes moved more openly over Song Shiyu, his tone was playful and provocative: "That depends on... whether you give me this opportunity."
There was still no expression on Song Shiyu's handsome face, only his eyes, hidden in the night, seemed to hide countless unknown thoughts and obsessions.
He glanced at Gu Chun calmly, his voice calm but with unquestionable determination: "Brother Gu, I have someone I like."
Gu Chun didn't show much surprise or frustration when he heard this. He just smiled indifferently. That smile was filled with the calmness of a mature man and an almost paranoid confidence: "It doesn't matter. My interest in you will last for a long time."
The implication is extremely clear - he doesn't mind waiting, and even enjoys the process of chasing. As long as you, Song Shiyu, look back one day, he will always be there.
Song Shiyu found this conversation boring. He curled his lips impatiently and ended the walk directly: "Brother Gu, I still have some documents to deal with in my company, so I won't accompany you any longer. You can return to the main house along this road, or turn left and then right at the intersection in front. The scenery is also nice. I'll leave you first." After speaking, he turned around without any reluctance, striding with his long legs, and walked towards the garage in the opposite direction of the main house.
Gu Chun stood where he was and did not stop him. He just stared deeply at Song Shiyu's tall and straight back as he left. The admiration and determination in his eyes did not diminish, but became even more intense.
This man, whether it was his appearance, family background, or his cold, arrogant, and uncontrollable temperament, was exactly what he wanted!
He felt the fire of conquest in his heart burning even brighter.
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A few days later, Song Shiyu learned through some channels that Ji Zhiqi would be traveling back home soon, and his home was abroad.
A country that Song Shi is very familiar with and is also the headquarters of his overseas company.
Back then, when he was almost obsessed with Ji Zhiqi, he used his connections to investigate, but all he got was the vague information that "his family is abroad" and no other details.
It was this mystery that prompted him to rely on his own abilities and accumulated funds to establish the company that has now grown to a considerable size together with his good friend Zhou Yue.
To a certain extent, the initial establishment of that company also carried with it a secret hope of getting closer to Ji Zhiqi's "unknown world".
Song Shiyu immediately booked a flight to the country.
As for which specific flight Ji Zhiqi took, if he really wanted to check, he would naturally find out.
But before he knew Ji Zhiqi's feelings clearly, he would never do anything annoying that would deliberately create an "encounter".
It just so happened that he should go see Zhou Yue and learn about the latest developments of the foreign company.
He finished the work at hand efficiently, then confidently fulfilled the "short vacation" he had promised Ruan Ning and embarked on a journey abroad.
After a flight of more than ten hours, Song Shiyu did not feel tired at all.
When he thought that the plane was flying closer to Ji Zhiqi, he was so happy that he didn't even have time to feel tired.
He felt that even the monotonous clouds outside the cabin became lovely.
The plane landed smoothly.
Song Shiyu followed the crowd out of the gate and immediately saw the figure leaning against the pillar of the airport entrance, with a leisurely but still eye-catching posture - Zhou Yue.
Zhou Yue was wearing a black casual suit without a tie, and had two buttons of his shirt casually undone, revealing his well-defined collarbone.
He was tall, about the same height as Song Shiyu, with the same hanger-like figure with broad shoulders and narrow waist.
But unlike Song Shiyu's sunny and handsome appearance with a noble air, Zhou Yue has another kind of aggressive handsomeness.
He has single eyelids, long and narrow eyes with slightly raised corners. When he looks at people, he always has a casual scrutiny and a bit of a ruffian air.
The nose bridge is high, the lips are thin, and the jawline is neat and clear.
The whole person exudes an aura that is both good and evil, and cynical.
When he saw Song Shiyu, he narrowed his narrow eyes, stood up expressionlessly, and walked towards him.
Sitting in Zhou Yue's modified black sports car with a roaring engine, we sped along the spacious roads in a foreign country.
Zhou Yue held the steering wheel with one hand and a slender cigarette in the other. He took a puff and slowly exhaled a gray-white smoke ring. Then he glanced sideways at Song Shiyu and snorted an ambiguous chuckle from his nose. His tone was familiar and teasing.
"Why are you here all of a sudden when you're not living a life of luxury in your own country?"
Song Shiyu leaned back in the leather seat of the passenger seat, his eyes narrowed slightly when he heard the words, and a handsome yet somewhat rogue smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He answered without hesitation: "Ji Zhiqi is here."
Zhou Yue's hand holding the cigarette paused for a moment, then he understood and sneered, "Tsk, it's been so long, and you're still so obsessed with it? I thought you'd changed your target long ago."
Song Shiyu glanced at him and punched him rudely on the sturdy arm. He said with a hint of pride, "I have met him, more than once. We even greeted each other face to face and exchanged quite a few words."
Zhou Yue was shaken by his blow, but he didn't care. With a cigarette between his lips and a look of disdain on his face, he spoke bluntly and directly: "Is that all you are? Come on, with your lukewarm pursuit, you'll never catch up in several lifetimes. If you like her, just go for it and sleep with her."
Song Shiyu looked at Zhou Yue's handsome face that deserved a beating and scolded him angrily: "Get out! Do you think everyone is like you? You are an idiot who doesn't care about men or women, or whether they are old or cold!" He had been scolding Zhou Yue like this for several years and was already very familiar with it.
Zhou Yue was not angry at all when he was scolded by him. Instead, he seemed to have heard some compliment. He took a deep puff of cigarette without any care, and then slowly exhaled perfect smoke rings. His narrow eyes looked even more cynical behind the smoke.
He had long been accustomed to this kind of "greeting" from Song Shiyu, and even felt a little bit cordial.
The engine of the sports car roared, carrying two friends with very different styles but a close relationship, and blended into the dazzling night of a foreign country.
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