After binding the rich woman system, I became a top white, rich and beautiful woman

Such a good deal is something many people in the entertainment industry would kill for, yet Feng Yu says he wants to refuse?

So... why is that?

Li Qingcheng looked at Feng Yu with increasingly strange eyes. If she could, she would even like to crawl into his head to see what he was thinking.

But in the end, she did nothing.

She just stared at him with her lips slightly parted.

Li Qingcheng's gaze was too blatant and too direct, making Feng Yu feel uneasy. He quickly coughed twice and took the initiative to explain to her, "I don't have much interest in this world of fame and fortune. I just want to quietly earn some money to support my family."

Upon hearing the words "to make a living," Li Qingcheng subconsciously assumed that Feng Yu already had a wife and children.

Her eyes widened in surprise, and before she could think, she blurted out, "You're married?"

Yes, he must be married, and his wife probably doesn't approve of him working in the entertainment industry. Otherwise, what single man would be completely uninterested in the entertainment world?

After all, everyone knows that celebrities in the entertainment industry, especially the top idols and popular young idols, are practically money-printing machines with incredible earning power.

"Is it... is it your wife who disagrees?"

"..." No matter how hard Feng Yu racked his brains, he couldn't understand why Li Qingcheng would ask such a question.

marry?

he?

How old is he? How could he be married already?

And... isn't she the one who's been married and has children?

So, is she putting herself in others' shoes?

“I’m single, unmarried, and have never been in a relationship.” Feng Yu practically spat out these words through gritted teeth before standing up. “Mr. Li, I’m going to the restroom.”

He left without warning, like a firecracker that had been lit.

Li Qingcheng was completely bewildered, staring blankly at Feng Yu's departing figure, and the image of Lin Yaoyao flashed into her mind.

Yes~

Yao Yao's greatest skill is understanding men's minds and manipulating them. As for what Feng Yu is thinking, asking her is definitely the right thing to do.

After thinking it over, Li Qingcheng did just that. She called Lin Yaoyao directly and explained her situation with Feng Yu in as quiet and concise a way as possible.

After saying that, Li Qingcheng sighed, "Yaoyao, why do you think he did that? Kids these days, what's wrong with them..."

"Sister Qingcheng." Before Li Qingcheng could finish speaking, Lin Yaoyao called out to her from the other end of the phone, and then seriously concluded, "In my humble opinion, the little kid you mentioned has a 99% chance of liking you."

"He...he likes me?" Li Qingcheng was drinking tea when she heard Lin Yaoyao's words. She spat out the tea and her voice rose involuntarily. "How could that be? I've barely met him. Where did he...?"

"Sister Qingcheng, there's a kind of feeling in this world called love at first sight. With your looks and qualities, it's hard for any younger brother not to be attracted."

love at first sight?

Fengyu for her?

No, no, absolutely impossible.

Yaoyao is definitely talking nonsense; she absolutely doesn't believe it.

"Yaoyao, but I feel that he..."

Lin Yaoyao interrupted her, saying ambiguously, "No buts. Sister Qingcheng, listen to my advice. What's past is past. Now that opportunities are presented to you, why wouldn't you take them? I have something to do here, so I'll hang up now. Think about it carefully."

After the other party hung up the phone, Li Qingcheng stared blankly at her phone for a long, long time before Feng Yu, who had returned from the restroom, pulled her back to her senses.

Looking at the man's face in front of her, Li Qingcheng could only hear the words Lin Yaoyao had said echoing wildly in her ears.

Then, as if possessed, she asked him, "Fengyu, do you like me?"

When Li Qingcheng asked that question, she contradicted herself. She had completely forgotten that she had said she didn't care what he thought or what his feelings were for her...

"President Li, you..." Feng Yu's heart skipped a beat. After stammering for a few seconds, he finally finished speaking, "Have you misunderstood something? Our statuses are worlds apart. I would never dare to have any dirty thoughts about you."

"If you called me here just to discuss the contract, then we have nothing to talk about. I...I'm leaving."

"abundant."

He turned and walked to the office door, but Li Qingcheng called out to him.

"So you, like them, think that I, with a child, don't deserve happiness, right?"

Li Qingcheng didn't know why she asked that question.

But the question had already been asked, and it was like spilled water that couldn't be taken back. She could only grit her teeth and continue, "Since you dislike me because I'm too old and because I have a child, why did you say those things to me on set that day?"

"And last night, you could have easily ignored it."

Feng Yu really wanted to tell Li Qingcheng that no matter if she took care of one child or ten children, his feelings for her would not change.

Liking something is never about reason or considering gains or losses. And liking something with conditions and requirements, how can that be considered liking at all?

But he dared not say it.

He was afraid that if he spoke up, she would do what she did two years ago: once the passion faded, she would quietly leave, leaving him alone, heartbroken.

The same pain may be endured once, but not necessarily a second time.

Call him sentimental or overthinking it, but... he doesn't want to experience that dark moment of being abandoned by her without hesitation again.

"I didn't think that way! Mr. Li, you are very good. It's my fault. I'm not good enough for you. I'm not worthy of you."

...

For the next two weeks, Feng Yu took a break and went to a temple deep in the mountains to cultivate his mind and spirit. Li Qingcheng, as before, was busy with work, busy with life, and busy caring about her child's studies.

It seems that he and Fengyu have never met.

Yes.

They had no contact information, no phone number, and weren't even friends.

Obviously nothing has changed.

But every time the night is deep and quiet, something seems to have changed.

It was Monday again, and Old Master Li called. "Qingcheng, you're not getting any younger; it's time to get married. Do you remember that young man from the Chi family? He's the same age as you. His wife passed away three years ago, and the Chi family intends to remarry him. Your grandfather is very satisfied with you. What do you think..."

"..."

"........."

"Qingcheng, are you listening? What do you think?"

In fact, Li Qingcheng didn't hear clearly what the old man of the Li family said; she only knew that he meant for her to go on a blind date.

In the past, she would have refused outright without hesitation. But today, the subtle changes brought about by Fengyu's appearance made her uneasy, so she only hesitated for two seconds before readily agreeing.

"Okay, I agree to go on a blind date with him."

The old master of the Li family had worried a great deal about his youngest daughter's marriage. He had introduced her to many promising young men before, but she had rejected them all outright. Today, for the first time ever, she actually agreed?!

The old man was overjoyed and repeatedly reminded her, "Qingcheng, your father is getting old and can't handle any stress. Since you've agreed, you can't go back on your word."

Li Qingcheng replied softly, "Yes, I will never go back on my word."

The extent to which elders are enthusiastic about the marriage of their children is something that all eligible young men and women in the country can attest to.

Because they are really too crazy and too proactive.

"That's great. The Chi family's kid is in Qingcheng. I think you two should meet at the Encounter Cafe. It's a nice name. Just pack your things and head over now."

"..." Li Qingcheng's lips twitched slightly: Didn't I just agree to that? ? ?

...

The old master of the Li family has always had excellent taste.

The Chi family and the Li family are old friends. The head of the Chi family is thirty-five years old, widowed with a daughter, and he and Li Qingcheng are considered a good match.

The Encounter Cafe was booked out.

When Li Qingcheng arrived, she immediately saw Chi Yuanxing sitting on the edge of the bed. He had an excellent figure, wore gold-rimmed glasses, and looked aloof and ascetic.

When he saw her come in, he looked at her and nodded slightly with his chin as a greeting.

Li Qingcheng was quick to respond and returned his smile.

Speaking of which, when they were little, because the old man from the Chi family often came to the Li family to play chess with Li Qingcheng's father, Chi Yuanxing also often came to the Li family. Over time, they became familiar with each other and, being of similar age, naturally started playing together.

To some extent, Li Qingcheng and Chi Yuanxing can be considered childhood sweethearts.

As they grew older, the two developed different views on men and women, and they didn't play together much anymore.

Later, Chi Yuanxing went abroad to study, and Li Qingcheng started a new life in China. Their already fragile friendship capsized in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, Li Qingcheng walked to the opposite side of Chi Yuanxing and sat down.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses. "Qingcheng, long time no see."

"It has been a long time since we last met," Li Qingcheng replied politely but distantly.

Chi Yuanxing stirred the coffee in front of her, seemingly casually but actually deliberately saying, "I heard from Uncle Li that you like iced Americano, so I ordered one for you."

Li Qingcheng smiled and thanked her, then started chatting casually with Chi Yuanxing.

They talked about trivial things, and tacitly avoided mentioning their blind date.

They chatted like old friends who hadn't seen each other for years, taking their time to reminisce.

No one noticed that outside the window, a paparazzi with a camera was snapping away at Li Qingcheng and Chi Yuanxing as they chatted.

Minutes later, a trending topic suddenly appeared at the top of the search rankings: "Head of the Chi family appears in Qingcheng, secretly meeting with a beautiful woman, seemingly indicating an upcoming wedding..."

But Li Qingcheng and Chi Yuanxing, who met in the coffee shop, knew nothing of all this!

After chatting for a while, just as Li Qingcheng was thinking about how to bring up the blind date with Chi Yuanxing, Chi Yuanxing, who was sitting opposite her, suddenly called her by her full name, "Li Qingcheng."

Taken aback, Li Qingcheng replied, "Hmm?"

"I can't marry you." Chi Yuanxing looked troubled, and after repeatedly pondering the words, he finally spoke. "I love my wife very much, even though she has left us, but... I'm sorry, it's my fault. If you're angry, just yell at me, I..."

Li Qingcheng was just wondering how to start the conversation when Chi Yuanxing took the initiative. It was like a pillow being delivered to her when she was sleepy.

Blame him?

angry?

No, no, no, it's not my fault at all, and I'm not angry about it at all.

She breathed a sigh of relief, looked at him earnestly, and slowly said, "With a husband like you, Mrs. Chi has lived a worthwhile life."

"You..." Chi Yuanxing was both shocked and surprised, "You don't want to get married either?"

Li Qingcheng remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement.

Chi Yuanxing smiled, "It's good that I didn't hurt you. It's lunchtime, let me treat you to dinner."

Li Qingcheng readily agreed.

Given their childhood relationship, she ate this meal with ease.

...

Feng Yu thought that hiding deep in the mountains would allow him to find peace and stop thinking about his relationship with Li Qingcheng. But he never dreamed that Li Qingcheng would be trending on social media with another man.

Looking at the glaring words 'Secret rendezvous with a beauty, good things are coming soon,' Feng Yu's eyes reddened.

No amount of reasons for backing down can compare to the possibility that 'she will marry someone else'!

Feng Yu immediately packed up and drove back to Qingcheng like a madman.

Perhaps it was fate playing tricks on him, the traffic was terrible, and what should have been a six or seven-hour drive took him until 3:30 in the morning.

All the lights in Qingcheng were extinguished.

Feng Yu had no way to contact Li Qingcheng, nor did he know where she lived. He could only stand alone and pitifully in the parking lot of Mingyao Media Building, like a lost dog.

Yes, he knew that Li Qingcheng would definitely come to the parking lot when she came to work.

So... wait patiently for the rabbit to run into the tree stump!

He was so tired that he couldn't stay awake any longer and simply sat down on the floor and leaned against the wall, where he fell asleep.

Perhaps because she had seen her own heart clearly, Li Qingcheng slept exceptionally well last night. When she woke up, she even ate a few extra bites of breakfast.

She arrived at the company parking lot at exactly 8:40.

As she reversed into the parking space, a disheveled yet familiar figure came into her view.

It is abundant.

He was leaning against the wall of her designated parking space, fast asleep, oblivious to the world around him.

He was filthy, his face was smudged, and his hair was a mess... At first glance, he looked like a refugee!

Li Qingcheng: "..."

What era are we living in? What kind of big thing could possibly cause a perfectly good person to be tormented like this?

Turn off the engine and get out of the car.

Li Qingcheng walked slowly to Feng Yu, squatted down, and asked, "Feng Yu?"

no response.

Li Qingcheng called out again, "Fengyu? Wake up."

This time, he reacted.

He slowly opened his closed eyes, and when he saw Li Qingcheng squatting in front of him, he didn't say anything and just hugged her.

He used so much force that Li Qingcheng even felt like she was about to be strangled to death.

"Fengyu, let go of me."

"Feng Yu, you..."

"..."

Li Qingcheng spoke several sentences in a row before Feng Yu loosened his grip a little, but not completely.

He was like a clingy puppy, greedily inhaling her scent, and said in a low, husky voice, "Sister~ I don't want you to marry someone else."

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have lied to you. I love you. I've loved you deeply since I first saw you five years ago. Please... don't marry someone else."

"Tell me what's wrong with me, and I'll change. If you want to get married, could you consider me first?"