Looking at the phone that had been disconnected, Feng Zhuolun shook his head helplessly, then looked up at the enthusiastic scene in front of him: "Chuanran will be here soon. I wonder if that kid is here to have fun."
"Have he and Qianxin been recognized by the Shu family now?" someone asked beside me.
Feng Zhuolun tilted his head and lit a cigarette in his mouth as he explained.
"He rescued the second young lady of the Shu family, and I guess the old master of Shu has seen through his stance. Now the Qin family is busy cleaning up a bunch of messes and doesn't have time to target the Shu family anymore. And the second young lady is going to marry the crown prince soon. This battle can be considered a victory for the Shu family."
"Chuanran seemed indifferent to everything, but I never expected that he would be the one to rescue the Second Miss this time."
"I heard that the Crown Prince only blew the dock to smithereens after receiving news that the Second Miss had been rescued by Chuanran?" someone else asked.
The bombing of the dock and the kidnapping of Shu Yi remain central topics of discussion among gossips to this day.
Not to mention ordinary people, even a few girls not far from the group were discussing this topic.
The girls spoke with unwavering certainty, oblivious to their surroundings.
"Oh, it's not that complicated. The Crown Prince is probably just angry that Shu Chuanran snatched it away."
"You're talking nonsense. What's there for the Crown Prince to be angry about? As long as the Second Miss is rescued, everyone will be happy."
"You're so stupid. What's the relationship between Shu Chuanran and Shu Yi? Shu Yi is a respectable member of the Shu family, and who is Shu Chuanran? If I were Shu Chuanran, I'd be happy for Shu Yi to die. Only if she dies can I get more of the Shu family's assets, right?"
"Then why did Shu Chuanran go to save the Second Miss? Was he bored? Or did he have nothing better to do?"
"Idiot, it's all because of love."
"like?"
"Haven't you seen Shu Yi's appearance online? That look, that figure, that bright red dress—who wouldn't be mesmerized? Even the Crown Prince was captivated. And Shu Chuanran isn't some saint who can remain unmoved by a woman's charms; he's in frequent contact with Shu Yi. What man isn't attracted to a beautiful woman? Of course, he'd be tempted too."
Listening to the girls next door discussing things so eloquently, Feng Zhuolun subconsciously nodded in agreement.
"That's true. When I first saw Shu Yi at the party, I was almost smitten. If it weren't for the Crown Prince's presence to keep things under control, I don't know how many people would have wanted to get close to Shu Yi."
A few girls started the discussion, and the topic of the three gradually spread through the crowd.
Meanwhile, inside the SAVE bar.
As husbands, Zhang Youye and Zhou Chi'an booked a new booth on the third floor.
He handed the wine bottle to Zhang Youye, but before Zhou Chi'an could speak, the wine glass was returned to him, followed by the words, "I won't drink it. My wife doesn't like the smell of alcohol."
After a few helpless laughs, Zhou Chi'an could only raise the bottle and drink alone.
Seeing him drink bottle after bottle without stopping, with an air of knowing everything, Zhang Youye raised his hand and patted his shoulder: "Meng Yuan, she..."
This string of names seems to be a taboo.
Before Zhang Youye could finish speaking, Zhou Chi'an suddenly slammed the wine bottle in his hand onto the coffee table, his eyes swirling with complex emotions that were hard to describe.
“Zhang Youye, I think I’m not just a bastard, maybe even a pervert. I actually fell in love with my own sister.”
"Tell me, am I really a pervert?"
This topic is too profound, and it will more or less lead people to judge him with worldly views.
Not knowing how to respond, Zhang Youye changed the subject: "Chi An, feelings are something you really can't control, otherwise you wouldn't have run away abroad. After all these years, you still like him?"
He tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. Slowly stroking the bottle in his hand, Zhou Chi'an lowered his dark eyelashes, his expression dejected.
“You know you can’t control it, but we’re all just mortals. I have no other choice but to run away.”
With a long sigh, Zhang Youye took out his phone and opened the chat window with Meng Yuan.
A long time ago, Meng Yuan had taken the initiative to inquire about Zhou Chi'an's latest situation.
I did some mental calculations, and that period should be the summer vacation after the college entrance examination.
"Look." Zhang Youye handed the phone to Zhou Chi'an and gestured for him to look. "Meng Yuan asked me about you after she finished her college entrance exam. That girl cares about you a lot."
“I’m telling you, even if you’re abroad, you should still keep in touch with your family. And your dad, why did he make her suffer through the exam-oriented education system in China? Wouldn’t it have been better to send her abroad to be raised?”
Zhou Chi'an snatched the phone and carefully read through Meng Yuan's chat history with Zhang Youye. Perhaps it was his sister's concern that made him temporarily forget those inappropriate thoughts. He chuckled as he read.
“My dad originally wanted to send her abroad and even discussed sending her to my place, but Yuanyuan was unwilling to go abroad and wanted to study in China.”
"As you know, my dad always felt indebted to her, so he just let her be. This girl is smart and does well in her studies, so she got into Jingda University without any problems."
"Which department did you study in?" Zhang Youye asked.
"archeology."
I almost spat out the tea in my mouth.
Zhang Youye chuckled at the thought of Meng Yuan wearing a headlamp and digging in the mud with a small shovel.
"She's studying archaeology? Which tomb is she planning to excavate?"
Zhou Chi'an rolled his eyes at Zhang Youye on Meng Yuan's behalf, put down his phone, leaned back lazily on the sofa, and explained in a hoarse voice.
"She's studying archaeological research, not tomb raiding. She's inherited the Zhou family's love for cultural stuff. I wonder where my dad will arrange for her to work after she graduates."
Seeing Zhou Chi'an's instantly dejected mood, Zhang Youye lightly kicked him and helplessly offered words of comfort.
"Alright, is it really that trivial? You just focus on your company and stop worrying about the rest."
"After all, Meng Yuan is just your sister. There are some things you really can't cross the line with. If you do too much or say too much, you'll really cross the line. And if you do cross the line, you can imagine what will happen then."
Everyone understands the logic, but if emotions could be so easily controlled by humans, the Crown Prince would never have committed the audacity of bombing the docks.
When emotions take hold, it's like an addiction that takes hold. You can't quit, you become addicted, and you sink into it excessively.
No one can escape this predicament of being forced into a quagmire and not being allowed to struggle out, except by letting their body be tormented by this addiction.
Zhou Chi'an casually stubbed out his cigarette and chuckled softly, "I just overheard Gu Sheng and the others talking. They said that everyone can see that Chuan Ran likes your wife, otherwise he wouldn't have risked his life to save her."
Picking up the bottle, Zhou Chi'an asked a question he already knew the answer to.
"Is this what angered you, which is why you bombed the dock?"
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