Ever since I found out that Cheng Yu's dad was an imperial tycoon with influence in both the legal and illegal worlds, I'd check the almanac every day before going out.
I did the same today.
It was an auspicious day for going out.
But goddamn it, why did someone cover my eyes from behind as soon as I walked into the deserted alley downstairs of the company?
Me: "Who... who is it?!"
"It's me."
Cheng Yu held my shoulders and turned me around, then let go of his hands.
There, in the parking space, stood a bright - yellow Lamborghini. It wasn't quite like Cheng Yu's model; this one was newer.
Cheng Yu: "It's for you."
Me: ???
Cheng Yu made up a story on the spot: "I won it in a Coke promotion."
Me: !!!
I almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
I seemed to understand a bit why girls liked dating rich guys.
They were, really, naive and loaded.
I swallowed hard, turned around, and smoothed out the wrinkled shirt on Cheng Yu's chest that I'd pounded with my little fists just now. "Um... Brother Yu."
Cheng Yu: "Hm?"
Me: "This car is really beautiful."
Cheng Yu: "Yeah, as long as you like it."
Me: "But the fortune - teller said I'm fated to have a car accident, so it's best that I never drive in my life."
Cheng Yu: "..."
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Cheng Yu was so angry that he drove the car back.
I had to ask my "military advisor" quickly. This situation seemed serious.
Me: [Sister, Cheng Yu just gave me a car!]
My True Gay Buddy: [Awesome.]
Me: [I didn't accept it.]
My True Gay Buddy: [Well... it's a good move to play the long - game. Accepting gifts now might make him feel like a fool. Your tactic of playing hard - to - get is pretty good.]
Me: [Um... no. My dad taught me that if I don't like someone, I shouldn't casually accept gifts from the opposite sex, especially such an expensive sports car.]
My True Gay Buddy: [Wait, you don't like Cheng Yu?]
Me: [Yeah, is there something wrong with that?]
My True Gay Buddy: [Are you gay?]
Me: [I'm a straight girl through and through.]
My True Gay Buddy: [Really straight. Are you an idiot? With his conditions, if he's pursuing you, any girl would be over the moon, okay?]
Me: [I'm really sorry. I've always regarded him as a same - sex buddy. Asking me to like him now is just like turning a straight guy gay.]
My True Gay Buddy: [I get it. Once a rich and handsome guy chased me. He had great conditions, but I just didn't have feelings for him. You can't force feelings. No matter how cheap the discounted stuff in the supermarket is, it's useless if you don't need it.]
Me: [What should I do now? He seems to be serious. Even if... I might gradually like him, I definitely can't give him a response so quickly!]
My True Gay Buddy: [Spend more time with him. If you really don't have feelings, just be straight with him. With his conditions, he won't pester you.]
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After my "military advisor"'s analysis, I felt quite a sense of crisis.
Cheng Yu was really a great dating partner.
It would be such a pity if things went wrong and we fell out.
But I just couldn't develop those feelings. There was really nothing I could do.
I was going crazy. I told myself every morning and evening: Zhou Yinyin, if you miss Cheng Yu, can you find a better boyfriend? He's a catch, a prince charming, the dream lover of so many girls! Isn't the food he cooks delicious? Aren't the strawberries he washes sweet? Doesn't he take good care of you? Isn't his kiss nice?
Well, that kiss wasn't nice at all.
Why?
We were so happy being buddies, sisters, and friends. Why did I feel so heavy - hearted just thinking about him as a boyfriend?
I really didn't want to recall that jerk, but now, in order to find the answer, I had to dig into it.
Why did I like Li Haiwang?
He was the school hunk, looking sunny, with a gentle personality. His innocent look was really likable. He liked to smile, had a sweet tongue, talked a lot, always praised me for being beautiful and having good taste in dressing. He liked to call me "baby", unlike Cheng Yu, who only called me "fool".
The more I thought about it, the more disgusting I felt.
The more I thought about it, the more irritated I became.
The female colleagues next door knocked on the door. "Sea King, are you in?"
I replied grumpily, "What?"
"Do you want to go to the nightclub?"
Me: "Yes!"
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There weren't many people in the nightclub tonight. The guys on the stage were dancing like they were having a seizure. It was really an eyesore.
I'd planned to dance, but I lost my appetite. So I stayed and lay on the bar counter drinking.
From afar, I saw someone familiar. Oh, wasn't this the "sugar daddy boyfriend" I'd met at Cheng Yu's place last time?
The other person also felt my gaze and walked over with a glass in hand. I quickly jumped off the bar stool. "Hello, hello!"
The "sugar daddy": "Miss Zhou, hello. I'm Qiao Qiyue."
Me: "You know my name?"
Qiao Qiyue: "Everyone in the company knows that Cheng Yu's sweetheart is Zhou Yinyin."
Me: "Ah?"
Qiao Qiyue's peach - blossom eyes showed a unique charm when he smiled. "Cheng Yu said there was a girl who asked him to prove that he only loved her before she'd agree to date him. So he's been learning how to give a girl a sense of security recently. He even set your photo as his screensaver. Once during a meeting, it was projected onto the big screen in the meeting room, and everyone in the company saw it."
Me: "..."
Whoosh.
My heart was touched.
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Qiao Qiyue left with his friends.
I drank a glass of wine with a heavy heart. I felt a bit hot, so I took off my coat and was left with just a small vest.
Looking at the stage, some female colleagues from our company were still dancing the popular "slut dance".
Oh, those grabbing movements were like a duck paddling in the water.
Alright.
I'll show you what real skill is!
I danced on the stage for about half an hour, showing off all kinds of moves and dancing like a pro... Almost all the single guys in the venue surrounded me. I danced myself into a sweat, but after looking around, I didn't see a single good - looking one.
I was just about to leave when a greasy guy suddenly leaned over. With a twist of his waist, his round beer belly almost knocked me flying. He even asked me, "Are you single, miss?"
Me: "..."
Suddenly, someone behind me grabbed me and replied to the greasy guy, "She's married."
Me: ???
I looked in the direction of the voice to see who my "husband" was. Then I saw Cheng Yu.