"You don't even know if the song is any good, and you're still asking for a collaboration?" Xu Qingyan coughed twice, "Aren't you afraid I'll cheat you?"
"Ah? Would you trick me?"
"I wouldn't."
"Oh, I know now, you won't trick me." Lin Wanzhou looked not too bright, tangled for a while, "I'm very rich."
"It's not about money, anyway...." Xu Qingyan leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes, "Let me think about it, and we can talk about it when I get back."
"Oh." Lin Wanzhou turned her head, but felt somewhat stuffed inside.
She really wanted to say that it didn't matter whether the song was good or not, but on second thought, it seemed somewhat abrupt. It would make her seem very strange, Pei Muchan surely wouldn't say that.
At this moment, Lin Wanzhou really wanted to know what kind of song he had written for Pei Muchan. A love song, it couldn't be a love song, right?
She tried hard to restrain the urge to pry and sat there quietly. Gradually calming down, her mood filled up bit by bit because of the person beside her.
When the boat docked, it was already dark, and the production team had prepared four cars.
There were eight guests in total, and only three boys among them, so the production team started playing tricks again. After a tiring day at sea, they still wanted to make a fuss about racing for cars.
Chen Feiyu chose a moderate-sized car and didn't compete with the others at all.
You Zijun took a liking to one of the cars and hurried to open the door of the Cadillac, looking inside with disdain. Facing the camera, he turned his head to the slower Xu Qingyan and smiled.
"I rarely drive this brand of car, so it looks like I'll have to drive slower."
Xu Qingyan was stunned, having failed to grab the imperial bath car, and was somewhat speechless.
"You like this car, too?"
"No, I don't, but I saw you running this way, so...." You Zijun's face was full of smiles, "I've understood since I was little that the good stuff always has to be fought for."
"Fine, I give up, your little brain is indeed filled with wisdom." Xu Qingyan turned and headed towards another Toyota, "Really envious of your Cadillac."
"Mm-hm, no need to be too envious." You Zijun showed a triumphant smile until he saw Shen Jinyue stubbornly insisting on squeezing into Xu Qingyan's car.
His smile froze, standing out especially against the night.
Pei Muchan and Lin Wanzhou were following behind the crowd, with a distance between them, they got into the back seat of the cars one after another. Shen Jinyue clung to the passenger seat, not giving up until Xu Qingyan said, "Princess, please get in the car."
"Hey, scoot, scoot, scoot, go find your amusement prince." Xu Qingyan leaned out to close the passenger door without indulging her and started the ignition directly.
"Ah!! Xu Qingyan, what are you doing, don't all girls..."
With a buzz, the vehicle drove off.
You Zijun stood alone in the night breeze, his figure desolate.
Feeling exhausted, wondering if he had gotten onto the wrong romance show, he felt as powerless as a eunuch visiting a brothel. Despite being wealthy, he was incredibly unlucky; he really couldn't take it anymore.
Cui Ying had already driven off alone when the director called her back with a phone call. The intention was for her to fill in and prevent the guest's face from falling.
However, Cui Ying figured that filling in didn't mean she had to sit in the passenger seat. So, she boldly turned on the high beams, swung the tail handsomely, and with a screech of the brakes, stopped right in front of You Zijun.
A familiar scene unfolded for the second time, but this time Cui Ying was the one who rolled down the window. She looked expressionless as she glanced at You Zijun and simply said.
"Get in."
....
In the car, Xu Qingyan was still driving in silence, his gaze somewhat distracted.
Shen Jinyue kept turning back to chat with the two women in the back seat, so the atmosphere wasn't too stifling. It was also because of this that he specifically turned back to pick up the "tool man."
With the master of bringing water around, the prop of the Ersatz Host, Xu Qingyan didn't need to look for topics to chat about.
"Really, Sister Zhouzhou, the soap didn't taste good at all." Shen Jinyue turned back and chattered away, with the seat belt pressing a deep trough across her chest.
"I used to get scolded for not washing my hands properly, and one time when I was really angry, I just bit into the soap."
Xu Qingyan drove while listening on the side, his face full of question marks.
Numb, he had encountered a real oddball.
He was just controlling the car through a big curve when suddenly he heard Shen Jinyue raise her voice in surprise and exclaim.
"Sister Zhouzhou, you and Xu Qingyan were actually classmates?"
"Yes, but that was quite a long time ago, I guess he has forgotten all about it now," Lin Wanzhou replied distantly, glancing briefly at the rearview mirror.
Xu Qingyan had almost entirely forgotten his past, retaining only a few clearer memories. However, he couldn't possibly tell the truth and instead, after some thought, he said.
"I remember."
Shen Jinyue, brimming with curiosity, asked, "So when did Sister Pei get to know him?"
Pei Muchan smiled, "We met five days ago, I had only seen him before, never spoken to him."
Hearing this, Lin Wanzhou involuntarily glanced at Pei Muchan next to her with a complex look in her eyes.