Don’t provoke him.”

“I didn’t provoke him,” Qi Xing didn’t take his father’s words seriously.
“Everyone says he’s remarkable.
Is he really that impressive?”

Qi Ronghua: “Anyway, you and him are not on the same path.
Just avoid provoking him.”

Qi Xing responded casually, “Oh.”

After they sat down at the table, Qi Ronghua mentioned a wedding invitation he received that day.
He said, “The Ye family is hosting a wedding next weekend and invited us to join the celebration.”

Qi Xing asked, “Who’s getting married? Ye Xingzhou?”

“It seems to be his third younger brother,” Qi Ronghua shook his head.
“Who’s getting married is not important.
The young Ye just came into power and wants more people to get to know him through this occasion.”

Wang Cuilan immediately said, “I’m not going.
It’s not fun to put on a smiling face on such occasions.
Besides, I’ll be out running errands for at least half a month.
I can’t make it.”

Qi Ronghua said, “The invitation has already arrived, and I need to make an appearance.
In the business world, you have to keep your face.”

Qi Xing’s eyes lit up, and he raised his hand.
“Dad, I’ll go with you.”

After dinner, Qi Xing received a call from Yang Kaiming and the others, inviting him to go out and hang with them

As he left the house, Qi Xing was scolded by Qi Ronghua and Wang Cuilan as usual,  and he promised to be back before midnight, putting on his shoes and running off quickly.

He sighed with relief when he entered the elevator.
He thought he needed to find an excuse to move out and live alone.
He couldn’t stand having curfew even though he was already in his twenties.

While waiting at a red light on the road, Qi Xing saw a flower shop on the side of the street.
He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, hesitated for two seconds, then pushed open the car door and got out.

If he wanted to pursue someone, he had to take some practical action.
Compared to the clueless Ye Xingzhou, he believed he was more suitable for Lin Zhinian.

After leaving Qingping Garden in the afternoon, Ye Xingzhou had his driver drop Lin Zhinian off at the art gallery first.

There was silence during the entire journey.
When they got out of the car, Lin Zhinian hesitated for a moment and turned to Ye Xingzhou, asking, “Xingzhou, are you free tonight? Can we have a meal together, just the two of us?”

Ye Xingzhou looked at him, expressionless, and didn’t immediately respond.
Lin Zhinian asked again, “Is it not possible?”

Ye Xingzhou’s gaze lingered on his face for a couple of seconds before saying, “I have a prior engagement tonight, I’m sorry.”

Lin Zhinian said, “What about tomorrow? It’s the weekend, so you should be free, right? Lunch or dinner, whenever you have time.
I just want to have a meal alone with you.
I’ve been away for so long, and we haven’t had a chance to catch up properly.”

Ye Xingzhou replied, “I have to go to the company in the daytime.
There are things I need to take care of.”

“Then how about tomorrow night?” Lin Zhinian boldly suggested, “I helped you with a small favor today, and considering the painting, can we have a meal together?”

Ye Xingzhou turned his gaze away and casually said, “I’ll come to pick you up tomorrow evening.”

Lin Zhinian sighed in relief.
“Okay, it’s a deal.”

Ye Xingzhou’s car quickly drove away, and Lin Zhinian stood by the roadside for a moment before regaining his composure and entering the building.

The next afternoon, Ye Xingzhou’s car appeared again at the entrance of the art gallery.

That afternoon, he drove by himself and didn’t get out of the car after parking.
He picked up his phone and dialed Lin Zhinian’s number.
It rang once, but before anyone answered, he hung up and threw the phone aside.
He opened half of the car window, lit a cigarette, and patiently waited for Lin Zhinian to come out.

Five minutes later, a delivery rider arrived, holding a bouquet of flowers and standing at the entrance of the art gallery, looking around.

“Sir, excuse me, do you know if Lin Zhinian’s oil painting exhibition is taking place here?”

Ye Xingzhou glanced at the person and the delivery rider seemed hesitant in asking.
Probably because the car and the person inside it emitted a strong elite aura.
If it weren’t for being in a rush to deliver the order, he wouldn’t have approached.

Ye Xingzhou’s gaze fell on the flowers in the person’s hand and he casually lifted his chin, asking, “Are those flowers for him?”

“Ah,” the rider quickly said, “The recipient is Mr.
Lin Zhinian, but it seems the phone number provided was incorrect.
It’s an empty number.”

“He is my friend, so give me the flowers,” Ye Xingzhou said.

The rider thought that such a wealthy person wouldn’t mind if he took one bouquet of flowers.
After hesitating for a moment, he handed the flowers over.

A large bunch of gaudy champagne roses with a choking floral scent, which Ye Xingzhou didn’t particularly like.
He held the cigarette in his mouth, opened the card that was placed among the flowers.

“To sir Lin,

Wishing you a successful exhibition.
As for the promised meal, the one at Qingping Garden doesn’t count.
Next time, please honor me with your presence (:

Qi Xing”

The bold and striking handwriting was just like the person who wrote those words.

Ye Xingzhou stared at those sentences and squinted his eyes.

Suddenly, the image of Qi Xing approaching him yesterday at Qingping Garden, letting his guard down, came to his mind.

Energetic, vivid, and radiant.

Unfortunately, he was an idiot..

He flicked the ash onto the card, covering the two words “Qi Xing.” Ye Xingzhou sneered and casually threw the flowers out of the car window.

With a loud sound, the bouquet accurately fell into a nearby trash bin.


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