Chapter 586: Chapter 310: People Are Ultimately Different Chapter 586: Chapter 310: People Are Ultimately Different Xinghai.
After the plane landed, Shen Jinyue didn’t return to her place in Xinghai, but stayed over at Xu Qingyan’s.
She also lazed around during the day, lying in his apartnt playing gas.
Xu Qingyan still had work to do and, after a brief rest, he drove to Pei Muchan’s studio.
Shen Jinyue stayed at his place, turned on the computer, and played a bit of LOL.
Her skills were average; the only reason she played the ga was because Qi Ting and Zhou Lili did.
To fit in, she spent a sester getting used to it, and finally found so joy in playing.
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It was still Zhou Lili who matched with her and chatted while they played.
She couldn’t expect to play very well, but playing with friends was happy, and losing was also fun.
During a break, Shen Jinyue looked around Xu Qingyan’s house and suddenly wondered if he was still renting?
Is he that poor?
Maybe…
Buy him a house?
For rich people, buying a house is not sothing worth considering.
Whether it’s a necessity or for the sake of value retention, even if the market falls, they don’t care much.
Simply because the money, if not spent on a house, would be lost in funds and stocks anyway.
Or they would casually invest in sothing; in any case, unless it’s deposited in the bank or used to buy bonds.
Otherwise, the so-called opportunity cost is aningless; it should be seen as an imdiate risk of loss.
So, for soone like Shen Jinyue, buying a house never depended on whether the market was high or low.
Such an amount ant little to her; it was just a matter of wanting to buy and then buying.
The question was, would Xu Qingyan accept it?
It’s not that she was worrying needlessly.
Xu Qingyan was a peculiar person.
If she really offered it to him, he might actually refuse.
Sotis he’s so poor he lacks backbone, and other tis he’s so inflated he has no limits.
The perspective of a friend is different from that of more than friends.
If it had been earlier, Shen Jinyue wouldn’t have even thought of buying a house, let alone whether Xu Qingyan would accept it.
The gifts she gave were always just shoved at him.
She never thought much about it, accustod to not using her brain.
After all, if Xu Qingyan was not satisfied, he would retaliate on the spot.
A straightforward way of interaction made things worry-free and comfortable for her.
There was no need to consider Xu Qingyan’s feelings; if there was an issue, he would speak up.
If there wasn’t, he’d automatically accommodate it and wouldn’t even ntion it, which was very relieving.
But now, things were different.
After the two had shared a physical closeness…
even though it was only Shen Jinyue who deed it a physical closeness, Xu Qingyan didn’t acknowledge it at all.
He didn’t enjoy the effort, and that could hardly be called physical closeness.
However, Shen Jinyue felt pampered and had begun to depend on Xu Qingyan slightly.
So emotions triggered by coincidences were hard to articulate and irreplicable.
She still rembered the embarrassing scene of dragging herself around last night, finding it hard to attribute it to anything specific.
Sadness…
indignation, plus bodily pleasure, it all added up to emotional overload.
It felt like a pressure cooker about to blow, deflating like a balloon in that environnt, the highs and lows intoxicating.
After such contact, Shen Jinyue’s ntality had changed.
Things she never considered before, she had sohow started to think about.
No one taught her, as if overnight she understood everything and began to consider it all.
For example, whether to buy him a new house, since she could sneak over later herself.
But it also depended on whether Xu Qingyan would accept it.
If he refused…
Moreover, his cooperation was necessary.
Otherwise, such a big thing as buying a house definitely couldn’t be kept from Sister Pei.
Thinking about Pei Muchan and Lin Wanzhou, Shen Jinyue suddenly felt guilty for no reason.
She didn’t have Xu Qingyan’s mindset; though both single, there was a feeling of guilt as if she were a thief.
Xu Qingyan was one to not worry about owing debts, adopting a carefree attitude.
But then again, he wasn’t that terrible.
He had his principles and confidence.
His buddies were all about pure love, with most people around him being the sa.
They hadn’t confird a relationship, nor crossed the line.
And he wasn’t intentionally seeking shared bliss.
If only Lin Wanzhou had appeared earlier or Pei Muchan later, it was all due to a twist of fate.
He didn’t want to give up either of them; he liked them both.
But at the sa ti, he knew it was difficult, and it would only get tougher.
Essentially, when the day ca that he couldn’t juggle them anymore, and if he couldn’t make a choice, it would likely all be for naught.
That would be more unbearable than not allowing him to make money.
Under heavy pressure, he pulled Shen Jinyue into the mix, but didn’t fully involve her in the love triangle.
Overall, the situation had undergone a subtle change.
Good or bad, it’s hard to say now, and uncertain in the future.
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Xu Qingyan didn’t know about Shen Jinyue’s plans to buy him a new house.
Once back in Xinghai, he devoted himself entirely to work—n can’t get by without a career.
Emotions can be managed, but not a career.
The market is cruel; in the world of business, results matter, not intentions.
As long as the ratings are high, nothing else matters.
He went to the studio first, even though he should have gone to the company.
Zhou Mian was in charge there, and Xu Qingyan had nothing to worry about.
The so-called company was more like teamwork.
The company followed projects, not departnts, streamlining to the extre.
It’s more accurate to say Zhou Mian was managing production than managing the company, a job both tiring and complex.
He hadn’t thought about what the future would hold, but he knew as long as he had food to eat, he would always bring Zhou Mian along.
He and Gan Wenchang, Wei Wufeng, they all made friends based on actual strength, sharing resources with each other.
But with Zhou Mian, it was different; they had known each other the longest, growing from humble beginnings.
They had reciprocated favors and done dirty work together.
Besides, from another perspective, if Xu Qingyan’s family hadn’t undergone so many changes in his childhood, his personality might have been similar to Zhou Mian’s.
Without a golden touch, their achievents wouldn’t differ much.
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