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The small Mini Cooper was silent, and Pei Yunmeng in the passenger seat felt restless.
She had always known that Bo Ying was different. From the day she joined the company to the day she met her, she knew this colleague wasn’t ordinary.
By “extraordinary,” she meant it as a compliment.
Though Pei Yunmeng was Pei Yan’s cousin, her father was a laid-back artistic type, and her mother was a lawyer who hadn’t passed on her ambitious genes to her.
Pei Yunmeng was much like her father—content with having enough food and drink, living a comfortable life. Because of this, she worked quietly as a small employee at He Corporation.
However, though she might be a slacker, her judgment of people was quite accurate.
Having been exposed to such environments since childhood, Pei Yunmeng could generally judge the family backgrounds of her colleagues and whether they could become closer friends.
So from the start, she knew Bo Ying came from a well-off family, a spirited young lady.
Of course, her interactions with Bo Ying weren’t because of this.
Pei Yunmeng had all sorts of friends, rich or poor; as long as their personalities matched, she would be willing to form deeper friendships.
Bo Ying’s personality suited her taste. She liked people who were generous, easygoing, and free-spirited, and Bo Ying happened to be one of those.
Even so, Pei Yunmeng never imagined there would be such a deep connection between her and He Jingxiu.
She vaguely sensed that He Jingxiu treated Bo Ying differently, but she never thought it would be so special.
From the moment He Jingxiu messaged Bo Ying in the cinema to switch seats, Pei Yunmeng was in a state of bewilderment. When she joined He Corporation, Pei Yan had He Jingxiu add her on WeChat in case she needed help.
After adding each other, they never chatted until now.
Just then, after observing their entire conversation and interaction, Pei Yunmeng began to doubt her reality.
Was this the He Jingxiu she knew? The one who never participated when they went wild at gatherings, who was gentlemanly but cold towards women?
Pei Yunmeng suddenly felt that she had known a fake He Jingxiu.
Her imagination ran wild, wondering if these two were ex-lovers? But she had never heard anyone mention He Jingxiu dating, so…
Pei Yunmeng combined the recent events and thought that it was possible He Jingxiu was unilaterally pursuing love.
At this thought, she stealthily glanced at the person in the driver’s seat.
It must be said, Bo Ying was truly beautiful. Unlike Tan Rui and others, her appearance was the kind that made people feel delighted and attracted at first sight.
Noticing Pei Yunmeng’s gaze, Bo Ying, who couldn’t bear the silence in the car or the burning gaze behind her, turned to look at her, “What did you think of the movie just now? Did you see the killer at the end?”
Pei Yunmeng nodded, “It was alright.”
She glanced at He Jingxiu in the back, playing along, “Didn’t you watch carefully? The killer is the male lead.”
“Ah?” Bo Ying asked incredulously, “But isn’t he a police officer? He killed someone?”
They watched a dual-protagonist suspense film. The plot began with someone dying in a small town, but the killer was never found, and the case dragged on for years. The two male leads grew up taking completely opposite paths.
One smoothly attended university, became a police officer, achieved merit, and rose to become the head. The other dropped out early, became a thug, and eventually became a big boss.
……
When Bo Ying watched, although she didn’t think the dropout male protagonist would be the killer, she certainly didn’t expect the killer to be a policeman, especially since there was another important male supporting character in the movie.
Pei Yunmeng chuckled, “Yes, he killed someone. Becoming a police officer was his way of seeking redemption.”
“…”
Bo Ying choked, blurting out without thinking, “If the person is already dead, how can he redeem himself? What he should do most is confess.”
The two were chatting in front, not noticing the expression on the man behind them.
After getting into the car, He Jingxiu hadn’t spoken again. If it were only Bo Ying, he would naturally chat about something else, but with an “illuminating lamp” in the passenger seat, it wasn’t convenient.
He originally wanted to close his eyes and rest for a while, but unfortunately, his phone kept vibrating.
He Jingxiu lowered his eyes and opened it—it was a group message with more than ten people. They were all in this group, but He Jingxiu had set it to mute notifications.
At this moment, everyone was tagging him.
He Jingxiu scrolled up and found Tan Rui’s message.
She first mentioned that he was going to Zhenyue. After that, Luo Xiao, who understood He Jingxiu, was puzzled and typed a question mark.
He knew that He Jingxiu had been busy recently and would definitely prefer to go home and rest rather than hang out at Zhenyue.
He Jingxiu was a very boring person.
Luo Xiao: [Why does he come to Zhenyue instead of resting at home? Is he worried about Chen Ling?]
Chen Ling: [@President He, you can rest assured to go home. I absolutely won’t drink or cause trouble. You can have Brother Luo Xiao watch over me.]
Zhao Xuzhi: [Has President He finished his business trip?]
……
Several people were talking, all surprised by He Jingxiu’s strange behavior of coming out late at night.
This really didn’t fit his personality.
While they were chatting, Pei Yan, who had always been lurking in the group, surfaced.
Pei Yan: [President He is here today to accompany a beauty.]
Luo Xiao: [?]
Chen Ling: [?]
Zhao Xuzhi: [???]
Tan Rui: [Oh right, we also have a new friend coming with us. Everyone will get to know her later.]
Luo Xiao: [Is she beautiful?]
Tan Rui: [Everyone will know when they see her.]
Chen Ling: [She must be beautiful. Anyone who can get acquainted with my brother and Brother Pei Yan must be a pretty girl, right? @President He, honestly, is she your girlfriend?]
……
Because of Pei Yan and Tan Rui’s words, everyone tagged He Jingxiu again, wanting to ask for clarification.
After reading several messages, He Jingxiu pondered for a moment and sent a message: [Be careful what you say later, don’t overdo it.]
Although Bo Ying had a straightforward personality, her thoughts were delicate and sensitive.
As soon as this message was sent, the group became even livelier.
He Jingxiu ignored it, intending to turn his phone to silent mode when he heard the conversation in front.
His fingers paused slightly, adjusted his phone, closed his eyes, and rested.
Originally, He Jingxiu just wanted to relax, but perhaps because he was too tired during this period, he unknowingly fell asleep.
When he woke up, the car had already stopped.
The interior of the car was pitch black, with only moonlight spilling in through the windows.
He Jingxiu paused slightly, raised his hand to rub his temples, and was about to get up when he noticed the person in front.
“Bo Ying.”
Just waking up, his voice was somewhat hoarse.
Hearing the movement, Bo Ying raised her head and looked at him through the rearview mirror.
Her eyes flickered, and she remained expressionless, “President He.”
He Jingxiu looked at her, softly asking, “When did we arrive?”
“Half an hour ago.” Bo Ying glanced at him, “Are you still sleeping?”
Hearing her irritated tone, He Jingxiu chuckled speechlessly, “Why didn’t you go in with them?”
Bo Ying smiled faintly, sarcastically saying, “I’m just a small employee. How dare I leave the boss alone in the car? Am I not afraid of being fired?”
He Jingxiu paused, his gaze intently fixed on her, and didn’t speak further.
Bo Ying didn’t flinch, raising her elegant neck to meet his gaze, looking proud and petulant.
After a moment, He Jingxiu pushed open the car door.
Bo Ying withdrew her gaze and was about to get out when the man suddenly walked around and opened the passenger-side door.
Bo Ying was startled, astonished, “What are you doing?”
“To talk to you.” He Jingxiu’s expression was calm, softly asking, “Bo Ying, are you angry?”
Bo Ying paused, shifting her gaze away from him, “Why would I be angry?”
He Jingxiu didn’t say anything, just looked at her.
The car fell silent again, with only the alternating sounds of their breathing.
Bo Ying’s car was parked in the parking lot at the entrance of Zhenyue. A glance upward revealed Zhenyue’s large sign. However, it was quiet around here, and fewer people came to Zhenyue at this hour.
After a while, she couldn’t bear the silence anymore and muttered, “You delayed me from eating seafood at Zhenyue. How could I not be angry?”
He Jingxiu was left speechless, side-eyeing her for a moment, and didn’t force her for another answer.
He hummed, “My mistake.”
Bo Ying pouted.
He Jingxiu smiled, “Shall we go now?”
“It’s too late.” Bo Ying sulked, “I don’t feel like eating seafood anymore.”
Upon hearing this, He Jingxiu raised an eyebrow, “Then what do you want to eat now?”
Bo Ying’s eyes darted around, looking at him and then checking her phone, softly saying, “I saw a 24-hour dessert shop the other day. I feel like eating something sweet.”
She knew that He Jingxiu hated sweets the most.
He Jingxiu: “A 24-hour shop?”
“Yes.”
“Where?” He Jingxiu took out his phone, “I’ll have someone go buy it for you.”
Bo Ying: “No.”
She earnestly said, “Desserts taste best when bought by yourself.”
If He Jingxiu didn’t understand her subtle intentions by now, then he would have wasted all these years knowing Bo Ying.
He was silent for a moment, glancing at her, “Get out of the car.”
Bo Ying looked at him in confusion.
He Jingxiu reached out to unbuckle her seatbelt, his tone calm, “Don’t you want to buy desserts? You’ve driven for so long, now it’s my turn to drive.”
“…”
Bo Ying stared at him, suddenly feeling a bit guilty.
She recalled the scene she saw earlier. When He Jingxiu fell asleep in the back, Bo Ying actually found it hard to believe.
Her car was small, and a tall man like He Jingxiu would be uncomfortable sitting in it. His long legs had nowhere to stretch, let alone sleep.
When she accidentally looked up and saw him curled up uncomfortably in the back seat, much of her frustration dissipated.
Pei Yunmeng also noticed this. She whispered to Bo Ying, saying that she never expected He Jingxiu to fall asleep in her car. She once heard from her brother, Pei Yan, that He Jingxiu was peculiar—he wouldn’t sleep anywhere except his own home no matter how sleepy he was. He had a cleanliness obsession with sleep.
Bo Ying didn’t know if his falling asleep in her car meant his cleanliness obsession had improved or if there was another reason.
Regardless, when she saw him like that, it was hard for her to stay mad at him.
Everyone’s heart softens when facing someone they like, easily broken and tender, allowing others to manipulate it freely.
Seeing her not speaking, He Jingxiu called again, “Bo Ying.”
“Yes.” Bo Ying snapped back to reality, lowering her eyes to the phone screen, softly saying, “Then you come. I’ll give you the location.”
He Jingxiu: “Alright.”
The two switched places and left Zhenyue.
Neither thought about whether standing people up would be inappropriate. For Bo Ying, it didn’t matter whether she went or not. Besides Sheng Chun and a few others, she didn’t know anyone.
And He Jingxiu never intended to go. If it weren’t for Bo Ying, he wouldn’t have even gone to the cinema.
The roads were empty late at night, with almost no pedestrians or cars.
The streetlights flickered, illuminating the dark road alongside the bright moon in the night sky.
It was summer, and with the windows slightly open, the breeze was cool yet comfortable.
Bo Ying cracked the window a little, letting the wind blow into the car and tousle her hair. She tucked the stray curls behind her ears and gave He Jingxiu the address.
“The next intersection on the left.”
He Jingxiu was surprised, “So close?”
Bo Ying calmly replied, “Yes.”
Arriving at the dessert shop, He Jingxiu looked at its decoration and suspiciously asked, “Are you sure you got the right place?”
The small shop in front of them was located by the main road, neither a good nor bad spot. Its decoration was plain, lacking any allure of hidden gems or big signs. It was so ordinary that it wouldn’t catch anyone’s attention.
Bo Ying: “No mistake.”
She lied without batting an eye, “You’ll know once you try it.”
He Jingxiu: “….”
The two entered, and Bo Ying ordered two small desserts.
Back in the car, she opened one and took a bite, then handed it to He Jingxiu.
He Jingxiu didn’t like sweets, but he accepted it anyway.
“Delicious?” he asked.
Bo Ying struggled to swallow the greasy and coarse cream, nodding heavily, “Delicious, try some.”
He Jingxiu looked at her.
Bo Ying blinked at him, “Don’t you want to eat it?”
“No.” He Jingxiu sighed, “Let me try.”
“Oh!”
He Jingxiu looked down at the dessert in his hand; no matter how he looked at it, it didn’t seem like something that would become wildly popular.
Taking a bite, He Jingxiu turned his head and met Bo Ying’s mischievous eyes.
He paused slightly, naturally realizing he had been tricked.
“How is it? Is it delicious?”
Bo Ying asked with a smile.
He Jingxiu shot her a glance, his voice low, “Why did you buy two if they’re so bad?”
Bo Ying confidently said, “I bought them for you.”
She leaned closer to He Jingxiu, her big watery eyes staring straight at him, “President He, are you planning to eat now or take it home to eat later?”
“…”
He Jingxiu was silent for a few seconds, saying, “Bo Ying, why don’t you starve me for three days?”
He’d rather go hungry than eat such terrible dessert.
Bo Ying: “….”
These words sounded so wrong somehow?
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