Bai Zhou’s reservation often spanned a full day. This was going to be the first time Ji Fanyin was meeting him in the new lunar year.
To be more exact, Bai Zhou had called her twice, but she didn’t pick up.
On Chinese New Year Eve, Bai Zhou had discreetly sent her a ‘Happy Chinese New Year’, but Ji Fanyin was no longer the social recluse she was when she had first transmigrated. The sheer number of Chinese New Year greetings she received was so great that it was impossible for her to look through all of them.
She could only selectively pick out a few to respond to.
Unfortunately for Bai Zhou, he wasn’t on the list.
The meeting location they agreed on was a shopping mall. Bai Zhou arrived ahead of time with a warm cup of coffee. Upon seeing Ji Fanyin, he stuffed the cup into her hands and grumbled, “Why didn’t you allow me to pick you up?”
Ji Fanyin glanced at his motorcycle and gave him a seemingly unimportant but extremely authentic answer, “It’s cold.”
I don’t deny that it’s cool and dashing, but it’s really, really cold.
Bai Zhou: “…”
He let out a harrumph before marching into the shopping mall. A few steps later, he turned around and saw Ji Fanyin walking slowly while sipping on the coffee he had bought for her. Impatient, he said, “Hurry up.”
Ji Fanyin walked over with the same leisurely pace and replied, “It’d be a waste if I were to spill the coffee you bought.”
Bai Zhou glanced at the cup she was holding with both of her hands and then fell silent.
He was behaving perfectly normally, but that was also the reason why something felt off. It was just a few days ago that Ji Xinxin got engaged to Li Xiaoxing, but he didn’t appear to be affected by it at all.
It wasn’t working hours yet, so Ji Fanyin didn’t bother watching her tone when she spoke to Bai Zhou. She got straight to the point and asked, “Didn’t you see your Moments page?”
“Says the one who hasn’t been reading her messages,” grumbled Bai Zhou in annoyance.
“Did Ji Xinxin block you?” asked Ji Fanyin.
“Oh. The engagement. I saw it,” replied Bai Zhou with a frown.
“What do you think?”
“Nothing at…” Bai Zhou bit his tongue at the last moment and quickly changed his tune. “I’m going to kill Li Xiaoxing that cripple!”
Ji Fanyin: “…”
Wow. He has really imprinted the reason why I expelled Song Shiyu from my list of clients deeply into his mind.
While they were in the lift, Ji Fanyin glanced at her watch and noticed that the clock ticked to a new hour. It was time for her to start work.
Bai Zhou was particularly sensitive to her movements. He also quickly lowered his head to look at the time before clicking his tongue in annoyance, “So fast…”
Ji Fanyin feigned ignorance.
Bai Zhou led her toward a newly opened arcade that contained a massive array of games, ranging from classic arcade game machines to the latest VR games.
Standing by the doorway, Ji Fanyin couldn’t help but think: Bai Zhou really loves his games.