Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Wu Hao finally had some business orders, and he had gone to some social gatherings in the evening. Xu Wennuan was pleased after seeing that Qin Zhi’ai hadn’t eaten, so she took her out and treated her to a big meal.
After coming back, Qin Zhi’ai saw that it was still early, so she reviewed the lessons on her writing desk in the bedroom.
Xu Wennuan liked to keep herself busy. When she put on a facial mask, she went to Qin Zhi’ai’s room occasionally to chat with her.
Qin Zhi’ai was familiar with this, so her focus on reading would not be interrupted by Xu Wennuan’s visits.
As Xu Wennuan was browsing her blog, she noticed that there was a new movie that had been released, which was adapted from a novel she liked. Thinking that Wu Hao was away on a business trip for the weekend and couldn’t go to the cinema with her, she threw herself onto Qin Zhi’ai’s bed and rolled over a few times in dismay. After sitting up, she interrupted Qin Zhi’ai’s writing to say, “Xiao’ai, please go to the cinema with me this weekend.”
“I’ll consider it…” Xu Wennuan named several of the cast members and all of them were A-listers, including “Liang Doukou.” Having heard this name, Qin Zhi’ai stopped writing for a moment.
Xu Wennuan was a fan of Liang Doukou. After saying her name, she pouted and said, “I don’t know why I feel that somehow, Liang Doukou is not as pretty as before. Last summer, she was the most beautiful she had ever been. That was true beauty…”
Last summer… At that time, actually, I was “Liang Doukou.” Qin Zhi’ai slightly increased her grip on the pen and continued finishing her homework, neglecting a response to Xu Wennuan’s words.
The point of Qin Zhi’ai’s pen stopped abruptly and scratched the paper.
“I really don’t understand her. She had developed a successful career in Beijing and the real estate was thriving in recent years. Why would she go to Shanghai, where she was unfamiliar, to devote herself to a completely new industry?” Xu Wennuan muttered to herself.
After a few seconds, Qin Zhi’ai crumpled the scratched piece of paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can next to her, continuing to write the title again.
“I’ve heard Wu Hao say that something seemed to have happened to Gu Yusheng’s family. Apparently, it was a little unpleasant and because of this, he had to leave Beijing… Last night, we had a farewell dinner together. At that time, Lu Bancheng asked him if he would come back, to which he responded that he may not…” Xu Wennuan said this, shaking her head with a little regret. “In Beijing, he owns such a large and prosperous industry. How fantastic it must be to enjoy such an easy and carefree life! Why would he leave for Shanghai?”
Qin Zhi’ai had immersed herself in Xu Wennuan’s words, so the homework she had been doing was a mess. She placed her pen on the desk and stared at the textbook for a while, inadvertently saying, “I saw this news in the canteen at noon today, but I never believed it was true.”
After a while, Qin Zhi’ai added, “I also saw the news that he is leaving for Shanghai in two days, but I don’t know whether or not it’s true.”
“It’s true. He plans to take a flight in the afternoon in a couple of days, where Wu Hao and Lu Bancheng will see him off.”
“Oh,” Qin Zhi’ai said as she bent the textbook out of place.
“Ah, it’s midnight. I need to get up early tomorrow so I’m going to sleep! Good night!” In a hurry, Xu Wennuan ran out of Qin Zhi’ai’s bedroom.
As the door slammed shut, the bedroom suddenly fell silent.
Still seated at her desk, Qin Zhi’ai stared blankly for a while, then she picked up the pen and continued finishing her homework.
After writing for a bit, she abruptly stopped.
Her fingertips paled as she grasped the pen forcefully.
