"Your Highness, His Highness Shafley sent a message asking if you would like to go to the harbor base tomorrow."

The voice of the smart butler rang in Chen Ci's ears. He raised his head from the log: "Harbor Base?"

Smart Butler: "The mining base located 30 meters above the cinnabar is made up of hundreds of platforms connected together and is the best viewing spot near the sea."

During these few days, Chen Nianzai often asked Shafulai to take him out to play, and it was probably because of this that Shafulai invited him.

Chen Ci likes to wander around, but unlike Chen Nian, he is not used to having other people around him. Even in the dungeon, he takes the bus to other areas by himself.

Chen Ci lowered his eyes and continued to do his own thing: "No."

The smart butler replied truthfully to the eldest prince.

The terminal vibrated, and Shafley immediately unlocked the screen and saw the message of Chen Ci's rejection.

...not going?

Shafley was stunned for a moment, and naturally thought that Chen Ci's body had not recovered yet, so he asked: "Are you still not feeling well? Then why don't you take another day off and go the day after tomorrow?"

Two minutes later, the reply came again: "No, go play by yourself."

Shafley: ………………

He frowned.

Noticing Shafley's reaction, Antonio asked, "How is it?"

"He's not going." Shafley took a deep breath and ended the extremely brief conversation with Chen Ci with "Okay, you have a good rest."

Antonio: "Not willing? Didn't you say that he asked about the platform below when you went out that day?"

Shafley was a little depressed: "Yeah, I don't know what's going on."

Chen Ci has been in a bad mood since he went to the bell tower the day before yesterday. He went to the base for a physical check-up yesterday and his condition was obviously poor. Now he was rejected outright.

Did something bad happen?

Antonio thought for a moment and suggested, "Why don't we go to the White Tower before we leave tomorrow morning? Wouldn't it be more sincere to invite him in person?"

"That's right." Shafley agreed. Chen Ci's abnormal behavior made him worried.

He didn't know when it started, but he paid more and more attention to Chen Ci, and he even spent less time online playing the game in the past few days.

But by the next morning, Shafley realized that it was not a question of whether a personal invitation would be more sincere.

Chen Ci looked much better, and his lips had regained their color. It seemed that he had recovered a lot from yesterday's examination.

The corners of his lips drooped naturally, his eyebrows and eyes were dull, and even his eyes looking at Shaflay were calm.

Facing the two Alphas' personal invitation, Chen Ci said calmly, "No need. I don't really want to go out today."

Shafley: "Didn't you say you wanted to go to the botanical gardens again on the day we went there?"

Chen Ci had read about Chen Nian's experience of going to the coast in the diary.

In that case, it would be better for him to leave the opportunity to Chen Nian.

"I haven't been feeling well these past few days. Let's wait until next week."

Antonio raised his eyebrows in surprise at Chen Ci's coldness.

The boy had completely lost the shy look he had at the banquet, and even his voice was calm. Standing in front of them, he seemed to be facing a stranger he didn't know very well at all.

But just a few days ago, Chen Ci was holding Shafley's arm and leaning gently against her fiancée's side, and when she faced his gaze, she lowered her head shyly.

Could it be that...the intimacy between Chen Ci and Shaflay at the banquet was all pretended?

There was a subtle hint of inquiry in Antonio's eyes.

There were so many rumors about the relationship between Shaflay and the Chen family's only son that the pheromone insensitivity alone was enough to become a topic of conversation among people.

Not to mention the countless Omegas of appropriate age surrounding Shaflay. Chen Ci must have seen it with his own eyes at the banquet that day.

If their relationship is really bad, doesn't that mean...

Looking at Chen Ci again, Antonio smiled like a gentleman and said, "It's okay, let's make an appointment next time. If you want to go out anytime, you can always call us."

Chen Ci glanced at Antonio.

He didn't know this person, but according to what was written in Chen Nian's diary, the Alpha with blue eyes and brown hair should be the only son of the Minister of Education and a friend of Shafley, named Antonio Green.

Chen Nian said that he could feel that Antonio had some subtle thoughts about him.

Chen Ci has no interest in the development of "The Circle of Rich People is Really Chaotic" and does not comment on Chen Nian's style of doing things. As long as his brother is happy, that's all that matters.

He acted quite indifferent, hummed, and said nothing more.

There is no denying that Chen Ci is the most charming Omega Antonio has ever seen. Even if he suddenly ignored him today, his indifferent and cold temperament still makes people unable to take their eyes off him. He has a different charm.

He still clearly remembered how Chen Ci swiftly handled the challenges posed by Beryl and Lu Heng, and how he whispered with Shaffley in the corner of the ball.

It would be amazing if this was all fake.

If Antonio was only somewhat interested at first, now he wanted to find out more about Chen Ci and wanted to know which side of her was the true face of the prince's wife.

Is she lively and cunning, or reserved and cold?

Shafulai had been looking at Chen Ci quietly. In the silence of the three of them, he said softly, "Okay, let's wait until next week. You should have a good rest and be careful not to catch a cold."

"By the way, I got the things you asked me to do before."

Shafley reached into his pocket and took his hand out, clenched into a fist, hanging in the air.

things?

Chen Ci reached out to take it, his palm facing up, the base of his fingers were smooth and had a faint pink color.

Shaflay loosened his hand, and a bronze bullet shell appeared in Chen Ci's palm.

As if accidentally, when Shafley withdrew his hand, his fist brushed against Chen Ci's palm.

At that moment, the slight wrinkle on Chen Ci's brow did not escape Shafla's eyes.

"Sorry." Shafley apologized immediately. He patted Antonio's shoulder and said, "Let's go."

Chen Ci walked into the White Pagoda again.

He held the ordinary bullet shell and didn't take it seriously, thinking that Chen Nian asked Shafulai for it but forgot to write it down in the diary.

Chen Ci put the shell into his pocket and rubbed his hands on his clothes to wipe off the touch of Shafla.

Meanwhile, Shafley and Antonio boarded the bus to the central elevator.

Antonio's interest had been fully aroused. Although he failed to invite Chen Ci to go with him, he had unexpected gains from coming with Shafla this time.

Schaffrey was much more silent.

He looked at the scenery passing by outside the car window, and his knuckles seemed to still retain the touch of just now.

Clean, delicate hands.

This is indeed what Chen Ci, who has been pampered since childhood and lived in the White Tower, deserves.

But Shafley clearly remembered how he felt when he held Chen Ci's hand and invited the spirited young man out of the car.

A little rough.

Chen Ci returned to the bedroom, put the shell into the drawer, and immediately wrote in his diary to tell Chen Nian that Shafley had delivered the things he asked for, so that he would not forget it later.

Maid Agnes knocked on the door and said softly, "Your Highness, a gentleman named Ji Yifeng sent a gift, saying it is something you like."

Another gift?

Chen Ci raised his head and searched for information about Ji Yifeng in his mind.

Is that the illustrator in the botanical garden?

Chen Ci: “What is it?”

Agnes stepped aside and the waiter came in with a flower pot. In the straight white porcelain pot, a green tea rose was in full bloom.

The edge of the rose is a light yellow-green, and the delicate petals are stained with clear dew, full and elastic, with dense green leaves setting off the buds.

Chen Ci had been learning flower arrangement since he was a child, and he had no idea about the different kinds of flowers. He had seen a lot of them, so he knew that this pot of flowers was extraordinary: "Put it somewhere."

The waiter placed the flowers on the table. Chen Ci lowered his head and turned to the diary of the day Chen Nian went to the botanical garden.

He found the line "I also saw a particularly beautiful flower, which is said to be called the Green Tea Rose" and marked it with a line of a different color, writing:

[Ji Yifeng gave you a pot and placed it on the table in the bedroom. Don’t worry about taking care of it. Agnes will take care of everything.]

After finishing all this, Chen Ci stood up. According to his schedule, he was supposed to go to learn vocal music, but now that the class was cancelled, he could do something else.

Chen Ci has no hobbies. At least until now, he has not discovered what he likes.

Chen Ci thought about it and decided to practice the piano.

He hasn't touched the piano for a week. Although this cannot be considered a hobby of his, he has persisted in practicing it for so many years that it has become a habit.

The piano room is on the seventh floor.

The notes connected into a classical melody, coming from inside the door. Agnes stood by the wall, slightly closed her eyes, and enjoyed the music that she hadn't heard for a while.

His Highness's piano playing is still as beautiful as ever.

It seems that even my mood has improved a lot.

At this moment, the other maids came quickly and whispered something to her.

Agnes nodded. She waited patiently until the piano music stopped abruptly before knocking on the door and entering, "Your Highness, Miss Gui Zhiqi is here to visit you."

Chen Ci was composing the music. His experience in the dungeon suddenly gave him an inspiration. A brand new melody flowed from his fingertips across the black and white keys and was quickly recorded on the staff.

While Agnes was talking, he also drew a few notes.

Gui Zhiqi. Chen Ci had an impression of this name.

In the diary, Chen Nian also specifically emphasized that she was a very good girl and a friend that Chen Nian specially found for him.

Do you want to meet her?

Chen Ci was a little hesitant. Although Gui Zhiqi was chosen as a friend by Chen Nian, he didn't know her at all.

What's more, his personality is very different from Chen Nian's. If the two of them stay in close proximity for a long time, it will be easy for them to reveal their true colors.

Chen Ci has no friends, but that doesn't mean he has social difficulties.

He was simply more passive. After all, he hadn't even had the chance to communicate with others before, so it was difficult for him to take the initiative.

Chen Ci took a deep breath and decided to give it a try in the face of his brother's kindness.

"Please ask her to come up."

Gui Zhiqi was led by the waiter to the seventh floor of the White Pagoda.

As soon as she entered the corridor, she heard the sound of music. The sound of the piano was clear and crisp, like pearls falling on a ribbon. Gui Zhiqi had also learned to play a musical instrument, but she could not recognize the name of the song.

It was not until the music stopped abruptly at its climax that Gui Zhiqi realized that this was a composition.

She gently pushed open the door of the piano room. The boy was sitting on the piano stool, holding a pencil in one hand and scribbling quickly. The tip of the pencil rubbed against the paper, making a rustling sound.

The interior of the White Pagoda was very warm. Chen Ci was only wearing a shirt and trousers. He leaned forward, and the thin white shirt was tied tightly around him, outlining the lines of his back.

Chen Ci held the pen in his right hand, and his arm was stronger than he had imagined because he had tensed it so hard.