In just half an hour, Zhang Ruoshui heard more gossip than she had in her entire life before.
Hang ng even gave a "pop quiz," randomly opening a post and asking, "Look at this, do you think her boyfriend is lying?"
"He's lying," Zhang Ruoshui replied.
Hang ng was surprised: "How can you tell?"
Zhang Ruoshui looked a bit puzzled: "Isn't it obvious at a glance?" It's just a matter of reasoning.
Hang ng shrugged: "Clearly, the blogger herself didn't see it. Ever heard of 'the person involved is the last to know'?"
"Yes."
"Right, that's exactly..."
"But I can't understand it," Zhang Ruoshui finished her sentence.
"...
"Anyway, when you're in the thick of it, you're easily led by hormones and make so wrong judgnts," Hang ng sighed again. "Well, you don't seem to have that kind of trouble."
Hang ng then brought up another topic:
"There's been a car parked near the school gate lately... one of those really popular ones, a Cullinan. They say it's here to pick up girls, which is just absurd."
"Why do they say it's for picking up girls?" This was still a blind spot for Zhang Ruoshui, clearly not sothing that could be solved by listening to a few relationship posts.
"The guy ca a couple of days ago with flowers, but he never gave them to anyone, just threw them in the trash," Hang ng explained.
"I didn't notice," Zhang Ruoshui said.
"Yeah, you walk past it every day and don't even glance at it. You probably don't pay attention to car logos."
Zhang Ruoshui, who was frugal by nature, nodded.
Although her family also had luxury cars, traffic in Jin City was always congested, so taking the subway was the most convenient way to get from her grandfather's house. She really didn't pay much attention to luxury cars.
"Zhang Ruoshui!" soone called out at the theater entrance.
Zhang Ruoshui pushed the door open and got out. Before she could reach them, Zhou Xiaoshu ca running down the steps and hugged her tightly.
Zhou Xiaoshu didn't call her "Duckling" anymore.
According to Zhou Xiaoshu herself, she had to maintain her dignity in public, so she couldn't use such a cute nickna anymore, saving it for private monts.
Zhang Ruoshui gently pushed Zhou Xiaoshu away and hugged An Ying, who was standing beside her.
They were all used to Zhang Ruoshui's actions.
No matter how unapproachable she seed on the outside, she was still very protective and soft-hearted inside.
For so reason, such a friend made people even more fond of her! Zhou Xiaoshu muttered to herself.
*
Zhang Ruoshui didn't expect that the very next day, the person Hang ng ntioned who drove the Cullinan would step out of the car right in front of her.
He said with a tight-lipped expression, "I really want to know how many tis you can ignore , just walking past like that..."
"Now I know, as long as I don't appear in front of you myself, you can keep ignoring ."
Hang ng was walking with Zhang Ruoshui at the ti, heading out to grab a bite before returning to work on their group project.
Upon hearing this, she was a bit stunned and turned to ask, "Ruoshui, do you know him?"
"Mu Bai," Zhang Ruoshui called out the man's na, looking slightly puzzled, "If you don't co out, how would I see you?"
Mu Bai rubbed his forehead: "Okay, never mind that. My parents invited you to dinner at our house..."
Ever since the nursing ho incident, the Mu family had occasionally invited Zhang Ruoshui over for dinner, even after Mu Bai went abroad for high school.
Zhang Ruoshui, adhering to the principle of making more friends and fewer enemies, and considering that Mu Bai had also given her gifts in the past, usually agreed.
"Dinner? What ti?" Zhang Ruoshui asked naturally.
Mu Bai's gaze shifted slightly, half-jokingly asking, "Do I need to schedule it?"
"Yes."
Mu Bai's smile faded a bit: "How about tonight..."
"I have dinner at the Xu's."
"Was that a pre-arranged appointnt, or a last-minute one?"
This question was strange, and Zhang Ruoshui lifted her eyelids, revealing more confusion in her eyes.
She spoke, her voice sounding cold: "Of course it was pre-arranged."
"Oh, I thought you wanted to avoid ."
"Why would I avoid you?"
"..." Mu Bai leaned against the car, "You don't know?"
Zhang Ruoshui was silent for a mont, then said, "You can speak directly. Generally speaking, I only actively try to guess soone's thoughts... when that person is my enemy."
Hang ng, who heard this, choked on her words.
She quickly turned to look at the handso guy... his expression seed even darker.
"Alright, how about we schedule it for the day after tomorrow?" Mu Bai forced out the words.
"Okay, sure."
Only then did Mu Bai get into the car and leave.
Hang ng couldn't help but say, "So those flowers were ant for you."
"No way."
"It's obvious, isn't it? He likes you? His parents have t you? Are you childhood friends?"
Zhang Ruoshui shook her head: "He's my little brother, and he's had seven or eight girlfriends abroad. Every ti he gets a new girlfriend, he tells over the phone and specifically reminds not to tell his dad."
"If he's really afraid his dad will find out, why tell you? You're in the country, isn't that risky? I think he's just trying to provoke you..."
"..."
"Why aren't you saying anything?"
Zhang Ruoshui pondered her words but still said softly, "This logic sounds a bit off."
Hang ng waved her hand: "You haven't watched many TV dramas or read novels, have you? Childhood friends who are too familiar with each other often fail to recognize their own feelings. So the male lead deliberately gets close to a female counterpart to stimulate the female lead to realize her own feelings. Then, when the female lead is hurt, the male lead goes through the 'wife-chasing' process..."
Zhang Ruoshui: ?
Hang ng: ?
Hang ng looked at her expression and hesitated: "It does seem a bit off... but maybe that's what love is like?"
This was another blind spot.
*
Zhang Ruoshui's ntion of going to the Xu's for dinner was not a lie.
When she arrived, Xu Ruying hadn't returned ho yet, but her parents welcod her in and shared their plant specins and small ecosystem with her.
"Dad, Mom, I'm ho," Xu Ruying entered, followed by a man.
Before Zhang Ruoshui could speak, Xu Ruying spoke to her first: "Duckling, long ti no see!"
Xu Ruying hugged her tightly and pointed to the man behind her: "This is my boyfriend, you haven't t him yet, just call him Brother Yu."
Zhang Ruoshui obediently called him.
Xu Ruying laughed: "Why are you still so obedient as when you were a kid?"
Then she insisted on keeping Zhang Ruoshui overnight.
"Do you rember when you, , and Sheng Yuxiao used to sleep on the floor in the living room? It was so much fun to think back on."
That night, Xu Ruying and Zhang Ruoshui lay in the sa bed.
Xu Ruying yawned and said, "Oh, speaking of which, I've had three boyfriends already. Why hasn't Sheng Yuxiao brought a girlfriend ho yet? Does he have so unntionable problem?"
Zhang Ruoshui was a bit sleepy and didn't catch much, only instinctively refuting: "Sheng Yuxiao is fine."
Xu Ruying laughed: "Ha, okay, maybe he'll bring a girlfriend when he cos back for your birthday party."
Zhang Ruoshui suddenly woke up.
Her mind imdiately thought of the post Hang ng had ntioned to her.
"Anyway, everything has to involve the blogger's boyfriend... this isn't his real sister... too much of a green tea..."
Zhang Ruoshui couldn't sleep.
She imdiately downloaded the social platform app that Hang ng had ntioned, searched for related keywords, and read a bunch of similar posts overnight.
So were about complaining about a neighbor's sister, so about a foster sister, and so about a cousin or sister-in-law who overstepped boundaries...
Boundaries.
Boundaries.
That night, she only slept for about two and a half hours, dreaming of these three words.
The next morning, Xu Ruying thought it was her fault: "Did I steal your blanket last night? You mustn't catch a cold, or Sheng Yuxiao will be mad."
Xu Ruying was very worried and even personally drove Zhang Ruoshui back to school.
As soon as she got out of the car, Zhang Ruoshui's phone rang. It was Sheng Yuxiao calling.
"I've rescheduled my itinerary. Can we have dinner together tonight?" Sheng Yuxiao paused, "This ti I've inford you in advance."
"I have dinner at the Mu's tonight."
"The other day on the phone, weren't you free today? ... Uh, did Mu Bai co to your school yesterday?"
"Yes."
"Then go ahead, I'll stick to my original schedule."
They ended the call.
In truth, nothing had changed. No matter how many years had passed or where he was, Sheng Yuxiao had always treated her well. His tone on the phone had never altered.
Even if he managed to squeeze in ti and she had already made other plans, he wouldn't get angry.
But she just felt a little bit unhappy.
She thought of those posts again. Okay, after adulthood, Sheng Yuxiao shouldn't treat her so excessively well anymore.
Even if Sheng Yuxiao didn't have a girlfriend now, he would in the future.
She couldn't beco the villain in those posts.
Zhang Ruoshui took a few steps forward, then suddenly stopped.
But there was still a little bit of unhappiness.
In the president's office on the other end.
The secretary cautiously knocked on the door: "Here is the recent project expenditure report."
Sheng Yuxiao took it casually, where one could vaguely see the words "mountain areas" and "charity."
The secretary asked, "The other directors have all arrived, should we start the eting now?"
"In half an hour."
"Alright." The secretary glanced up and noticed Sheng Yuxiao was caressing a clay sculpture on his desk.
Many clay sculptures were lined up in a row.
From small to large.
From rough to exquisite.
The secretary had heard before that these were said to be birthday gifts Sheng received every year.
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They didn't seem to have much artistic value, just soone who made them by hand every year without fail. And Sheng Yuxiao placed them on his desk without fail.
Wherever he flew for work, he took them along.
This Sheng Yuxiao, who had risen from the position of Sheng Corporation's crown prince to today's own comrcial empire, sotis had quite peculiar habits.
The secretary suppressed her thoughts and went out to inform the directors.
Sheng Yuxiao caressed the clay sculptures expressionlessly for a while, then suddenly picked up the phone and dialed: "Send those photos you took to Mu Rongfeng."
Those were photos of Mu Bai's dates with his various girlfriends during his ti abroad.
Sheng Yuxiao didn't care about Mu Bai.
But he had long seen through Mu Rongfeng's intentions.
Too much greed.
Such a man without any morals, was he worthy of approaching Hang ng?
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