Hong Kong Nights of Passion

Chapter 28 It seems Miss Wen is quite popular.
"I'm talking about my friend confessing his feelings to the girl he likes."

Chi Yige's explanation without batting an eye.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Yu slapped his forehead and exclaimed in sudden realization, "Oh!" "What was the girl's reaction?"

Pretend, keep pretending.

Chi Yige twirled the lighter between his fingers, casually making a circle in his palm, and said in a calm tone, "She said my friend is gay."

"puff."

Shen Yu sprayed the tea he had just sipped all over the coffee table, and shook the tissue in his hand: "This Miss Wen... really dares to speak her mind."

As he wiped the table, he cursed himself under his breath, thinking he shouldn't have drunk the tea.

Chi Yige glared at him sideways, and Shen Yu quickly changed his tune, "This seemingly gentle woman is really bold."

Duan Jiayan, the code slave standing to the side, couldn't help but give Shen Yu a thumbs up.

Duan Jiayan couldn't help but look up at Chi Yige, suppressing a laugh: "Yige, don't listen to Shen Yu's nonsense advice! He's still a virgin, what does he know about the ways of love?"

Chi Yige was both amused and exasperated. Just as he was about to speak, Shen Yu added insult to injury: "As expected, brothers are all for selling out; not a single one of them is reliable!"

He sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation. "Fine, I'll have my assistant buy a few books on that subject."

He paused, then said, "You two watch it together."

Duan Jiayan: "..."

Shen Yu: "..."

The two exchanged a glance. What kind of mess is this? They're dating, and they're dragging them into it?

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In the following days, Wen Jinian avoided Jiang Shu and told Wen Jin that she had promised her classmate that she would help out at the art training studio and would also be responsible for purchasing teaching equipment.

Wen Jin didn't suspect anything, so Wen Jin Nian started leaving early and returning late, and didn't run into Jiang Shu for several days in a row.

The days flowed by uneventfully, and she never saw Chi Yige again after that day.

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April 10th, Fu Family Villa.

living room.

The man leaned back in a dark black leather sofa, his bespoke suit perfectly outlining his shoulders, his long legs crossed and hanging down, the cuffs of his trousers naturally forming neat creases.

The wristwatch on his wrist reflected a cool light, and his well-defined fingers rested casually on the armrest.

The nonchalant air of nobility it exudes blends seamlessly with the luxurious scenery of the villa's garden.

As the old man of the Fu family picked up his celadon teacup and took a sip, his gaze swept over the outline of Lamma Island's coastline on the project planning map.

"Chi Shao's choice of location for this resort is indeed unique. The plot ratio of Deep Water Bay is controlled at 0.8, which ensures both privacy and meets the needs of high-end customers."

However, I heard that the ecological conservation indicators are still being adjusted? The Fu family's cultural tourism development team has completed three island projects in Southeast Asia and has mature experience in mangrove protection and carbon neutrality solutions. I wonder if there's any opportunity to discuss resource swaps in infrastructure construction and operation management?

He lightly tapped the yacht marina plan on the blueprint with his fingertip, his gaze behind his gold-rimmed glasses revealing a deeper meaning: "After all, for a project of this scale, only a strong alliance can make the pie bigger."

Chi Yige lightly tapped the table with his fingertips, his gaze gentle yet revealing the prudence of a businessman: "It is only right and proper that we give priority to Mr. Fu's request. However, the group has established procedures, and we need to have the legal and investment departments conduct a round of commercial due diligence first."

He paused, then screwed the pen back into its cap. "This is both a responsibility to the project and an explanation to the board of directors."

Paying attention to Chi Yige's methodical demeanor, he unconsciously nodded in approval.

The Chi family's ability to establish itself in the business world is clearly not solely due to the foundation laid by the older generation.

He thought of his good-for-nothing son and grandson, a bitter feeling rising in his throat, and he sighed softly.

Chi Yige placed the teacup on the pear wood tea table. As he turned around, he caught a glimpse of light and shadow flickering outside the French windows. In the Fu family garden, people were drinking and chatting, and the gilded wine reflected the delicate shimmering light under the night sky, creating a scene of elegant attire and graceful figures.

This wasn't his preferred occasion, but when his gaze swept over the light blue figure under the crabapple trellis, he unconsciously rubbed the gilded lighter in his hand, lowered his eyes and chuckled softly.

As expected, she came.

The woman wore a light blue strapless dress made of light tulle, with layers of skirt that flared out like clouds. A black satin ribbon bow tied at her waist added an elegant and unique touch. Her long, black hair was braided into a thick braid that cascaded down her back, making her look like a princess straight out of a fairy tale.

She is different today.

She leaned against the crabapple tree trellis, the bubbles in her champagne glass rising and bursting, reflecting the swaying shadows of people around her.

Chi Yige's gaze followed the figure, only to see Jiang Shu walking over with a plate of snacks.

She took small bites, her lips curving into a perfectly symmetrical smile.

After Jiang Shu was called away by a servant, several men in suits surrounded him.

Her previously calm face was instantly clouded with emotion, her eyelashes trembling slightly, which he caught.

Chi Yige tapped the tea table with his fingertips and nodded to Old Master Fu: "Old Master Fu, I'm getting a little tired from sitting for so long. I'd like to go to the garden for some fresh air."

Paying up, he chuckled and chimed in, "Young people should interact with each other more."

Wen Jinnian didn't expect that as soon as Jiang Shu's figure disappeared around the corner of the corridor, four men in suits surrounded her.

The young man at the head of the group, holding a champagne glass, said with a piercing gaze, "Hello, Miss Wen, I am Fu Yanjie."

Wen Jinnian pursed her lips slightly and gently clinked her wine glass together: "So it's Young Master Fu, happy birthday."

"Oh, so Miss Wen's voice is so beautiful too." Fu Yanjie's smile widened.

The man in the white shirt nudged Fu Yanjie with his elbow and eagerly pushed his way forward.

"Miss Wen, my name is Zhu Yiqun. I've long admired your name!"

The man with the buzz cut on the right also spoke up quickly: "My name is Qin Shousheng. I've long heard that Miss Wen is both beautiful and talented!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the tallest man squeezed in from the side, his tie askew but he smiled brightly: "My name is Gou Sheng. I hope Miss Wen will take good care of me in the future!"

Wen Jinian's eyelashes trembled violently, and the champagne glass rippled on her fingertips.

She forced a smile, tilted her head and coughed lightly to hide it, but eventually broke down and laughed out loud.

"Young Master Fu's friend... his name is quite interesting."

"Miss Wen is indeed perceptive!" Fu Yanjie raised an eyebrow smugly, the cufflinks on his sleeve gleaming coldly. "They always say I'm a friend of women; so many socialites are vying to get my contact information at parties!"

The three people behind him nodded repeatedly, completely unaware that Wen Jinian's ears were turning red.

The puns "a group of pigs," "born of beasts," and "leftovers of dogs," coupled with the birthday wishes associated with "(Fuyanjie)", were like needles puncturing balloons, almost ruining her carefully maintained composure.

As the group took turns introducing themselves, Wen Jinnian suddenly understood Mrs. Fu's plan.

Fu Yanjie was indeed outstanding among the group, while the others could only be considered average.

She sighed silently. Being set up for this kind of "comparison" on her first blind date was truly both laughable and frustrating.

Jiang Xiao's gaze inadvertently swept over the flower bushes in the distance, where she saw Fu Xianhan, Fu Yanjie's father, having a pleasant conversation. This was probably Jiang Xiao's real purpose.

Wen Jinian wore a polite smile. She was already very familiar with this kind of hypocritical scene, but looking at the people in front of her today, she felt a wave of nausea.

She had an urge to flee the scene as quickly as possible.

Just as she was trying to cope, a clear, cold male voice suddenly came from behind her.

"It seems Miss Wen is quite popular."

Wen Jinnian was slightly taken aback, and slowly turned around. She saw Chi Yige walking slowly out of the flower bushes, his eyes deep and with a faint smile.

His appearance instantly froze the atmosphere around him.

Fu Yanjie's expression changed slightly. He clearly recognized Chi Yige's identity, and his tone carried a hint of undisguised apprehension: "Young Master Chi, it's been a long time."

Chi Yige nodded slightly, but his gaze remained fixed on Wen Jinnian. He said meaningfully, "Yes, it's been a long time. Miss Wen, it's too noisy here. Let's find another place to talk."

He deliberately emphasized the words "long time no see".

Guess how many puns there are in this chapter!
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