After arriving at the estate, we drove for a full fifteen minutes along the winding golf course until a medieval-style castle came into view.
This is Cen Dong's masterpiece, which has passed through many hands. Looking back from the entrance, the rolling green fields seem to connect with the blue sky and white clouds. So lush and dense, it looks like a carpet transformed by God.
The waiter, of course, recognized Tan Yuchen, bowed and addressed him as the Third Young Master, and led him inside.
Upon entering the main hall, a round table was adorned with flowers, while behind a screen, some people sat on sofas chatting and others played mahjong on the balcony.
Hearing footsteps, the group turned around.
Cen Dong cursed, "Now that it's not a major life event, you can't even hook up with a big shot like you, huh?"
Tan Yuchen propped himself up on the sofa with one hand, and as he sat down, someone offered him a cigarette. He took it but didn't light it, acting nonchalant.
"I just returned to Kyushu and you lured me here. Isn't that enough love for you?"
''roll! "
Despite this, Cen Dong instructed the waiter to open the wine.
This guy is extremely picky; if you keep the bottle open for too long, it will spoil his enjoyment of the wine.
Those around him laughed and said that the Third Young Master had been very busy lately.
"The sea quality and night view of the new harbor where the Shen family lived were quite good. I was interested in making an offer, but I found out that it had changed owners a few months ago. You, Tan San, are really good at keeping things under control. You even kept it a secret from us."
The others exclaimed "Holy crap!"
"It wouldn't be right not to let the brothers go and enjoy the sea breeze."
Tan Yuchen curled his lips, seemingly unconcerned.
"Okay, pick any day you like."
A waiter squatted beside the coffee table, pouring the man red wine. 1989, Bordeaux, his former favorite.
Tan Yuchen didn't even glance at him. There was a jar of grapefruit on the coffee table, and he didn't know who had put it there. He raised an eyebrow and hooked his eyebrow at it.
Zhou Bo said, "How about we get on that little red hat boat?"
When it comes to yachts and luxury cars, Tan Yuchen is an absolute veteran. The super-large size and tonnage that others pursue are things he has already mastered. The few yachts that are still managed in the port, apart from the behemoths used to receive guests, are all condensed golden houses.
Especially the second-generation Kismet, whose interior design was entirely overseen by him, is the most private water palace.
"Little Red Riding Hood won't do; she's already been given away."
Tan Yuchen casually remarked, his index finger gripping the pull ring. With a "click," bubbles instantly surged up.
He took a sip, and the sweetness instantly overwhelmed his senses. He couldn't understand why she liked this stuff.
"Holy crap, you're serious? Who did you give it to?"
Tan Yuchen didn't answer; his Adam's apple bobbed slowly as he swallowed, the setting sun casting its light on his straight brow bone.
No one can get anything out of him that he doesn't want to talk about.
The group all looked at Cen Dong, who was practically inseparable from him. Cen Dong was also bewildered; he hadn't had a female companion for almost half a year.
Moreover, he personally modified this yacht, which was a coming-of-age gift from the old man.
Is he such a chivalrous person?
A gentle and refined voice came from behind.
"Should it be given to that actress, or to the supermodel who will become one?"
Tan Yuchen glanced at it casually, a half-smile on his face, "I didn't expect that Chairman Xu, busy with work, would still have the mind to gossip."
Xu Yanzhi chuckled lightly, looking quite composed.
"Work and rest should be balanced. Besides, news about the Third Young Master can be seen everywhere in Kyushu."
He set off much earlier than Tan Yuchen, but due to traffic, he only arrived now. A waiter took his suit and carefully placed it in the cabinet next to him.
Cen Dong invited many people back to his engagement party, including his childhood friend Gao Jingchen, whose family is quite prestigious in the legal profession and is considered a golden brand.
He was also Xu Yanzhi's junior.
Xu Yanzhi took the cigarette offered by someone, but didn't smoke it, just held it in his hand, and asked Gao Jingchen.
When did you get back?
Gao Jingchen said that the day before yesterday, before he could finish speaking, a waiter brought over something and asked if it was for Xu Yanzhi.
I accidentally dropped it on the floor.
The waiter wasn't sure if it had fallen off his suit; it didn't seem likely. But just to be safe, he asked anyway.
It was a light green hair tie.
Tan Yuchen glanced at him, raised his eyebrows slightly, and spoke in a drawn-out tone.
"I can't tell what this is. You're slandering Mr. Xu's reputation as a high-class beauty. Be careful, or he might sue you for defamation."
Despite this, a distinct roguish air lingered in his eyes.
The waiter was so frightened by his casual remark that he bent over, immediately apologized, and was about to leave.
Xu Yanzhi: "..."
He had intended to accept it, but then he stopped the waiter and solemnly spoke in front of everyone.
"It's mine, this is troublesome."
The soft hair tie seemed to still retain the scent of her hair. She had just tied her wet hair up to sleep, and Xu Yanzhi took it off when he was drying her hair, and unintentionally put it in his pocket.
I don't know whether to praise her for being charming or for not having enough momentum.
Xu Yanzhi, who had bought porridge and snacks a week earlier, was ruthlessly turned away at the door. No matter what he said, he was not allowed to go in again. He even banged on the door to find a locksmith, but they couldn't use that method a second time.
Xu Yanzhi could only wait in the stairwell, watching the furry head peek out, grab the things, and then quickly disappear back inside.
He ignored everyone for many days afterward.
Isn't she afraid of letting the fish escape?
With so many things going on at the company, he should have had no time to think, but an itch crept up on him silently, making him increasingly irritable.
He put away the rubber band and looked up to meet so many pairs of green eyes.
"Holy crap!"
Cen Dong whistled, "Chairman Xu, what's going on with you!"
Tan Yuchen held the cigarette to his nose and sniffed it, saying nonchalantly, "I didn't realize you were keeping a mistress. You guys were gossiping about me like that earlier. Chairman Xu said it's been a while since he's been in a relationship, and he's still wearing a ponytail. Could she be a minor?"
His words were like adding fuel to the fire; how could the others let Xu Yanzhi off the hook?
Under repeated questioning, Xu Yanzhi shook his head helplessly and smiled.
"Don't get the wrong idea, we're still working on it. We'll let you know when we have good news."
"Still pursuing..."
Cen Dong mimicked his tone, "Which family's girl is it that could make Chairman Xu say such things? Isn't this just keeping us in suspense?"
Xu Yanzhi smiled but remained silent.
Through the thin smoke, Tan Yuchen's eyes were dark and deep, and the smile gradually disappeared. Staring at the tender pause on his face, he suddenly felt that it looked somewhat familiar.
He tapped the can lightly with his finger and asked casually, "When did you meet?"
Xu Yanzhi said, "University."
The lively atmosphere in the private room remained unchanged, with cheers rising higher and higher. The man's brows quietly relaxed, and he leaned back on the sofa like a lazy lion.
"Then I wish Chairman Xu a successful start and that he will achieve his goals soon."
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You'll regret this, pickled cabbage. Goodnight~~
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