Luan Yenan was looking at her.
Chen Huanyu immediately looked away and cleared her throat towards Jiang Lingdan.
Jiang Lingdan, alerted, stood up tacitly and peeked out from behind the monitor: "Xiao Zuo'er~ You're here! Someone just came over and said they wanted to invest in our project team. Professor Chen took them straight to the principal's office, and they're chatting now. Do you want to go take a look?"
"No need to look, it's already signed. Hello Professor Luan, did Professor Chen want you to receive me?" Luo Yun walked into the office and joked with Luan Yennan.
When Luan Yenan turned around, he saw that Luo Yun was dressed normally today, but her smoky makeup made Zhang Wanjun, who was not particularly eye-catching, look as gentle as a handful of water that could wash away Luo Yun's heavy makeup at any time.
Seeing that Luan Yenan merely raised the corners of his mouth and gave a emotionless smile without responding, Luo Yun felt bored.
The suggestion to invest in universities in Beijing was made by Luan Yenan.
Roche Group's investments have never been limited to the internet sector, but since it has ventured into "blockchain," it cannot do without its own team.
Therefore, Luan Yenan suggested that she invest in projects at Beijing universities and keep a low profile.
Unexpectedly, this person, whether misunderstanding or being lazy, came specifically for the non-profit charity project that Luan Yenan was involved in.
If this person insists on binding themselves to him, Luan Yenan has no objection.
But you could only say that Luo Yun was lucky despite her foolishness.
Luan Yenan thought to himself and looked to the other side of the room.
Luo Yun followed Luan Yenan's gaze and suddenly her eyes lit up.
Although Jiang Lingdan's appearance is not as outstanding as Zuo Baixuan's, she was still on the list of candidates for campus image representative in the past.
When Luo Yun saw this young and beautiful female college student, she had another thought.
She was bored with her old life, but Luan Yenan's current state seems quite interesting.
So she's still curious about why Zuo Baixuan was able to change Luan Yenan so much. She always felt that maybe if she found a pure and beautiful female college student Omega, she could experience this kind of transformation.
Jiang Lingdan, standing right in front of her, immediately became her target.
"What's your name, classmate? Are you free this afternoon? I'd like to invite you for afternoon tea." Luo Yun was always the type to strike directly at her target, and she walked up to Jiang Lingdan in the same manner.
Jiang Lingdan looked up and glanced at Luo Yun with disdain: "Sorry, I have to study this afternoon."
“That evening is fine too. I can send someone to pick you up, and we can have dinner together. What do you think?” Luo Yun’s confidence was evident in her words.
Jiang Lingdan immediately took Chen Huanyu's arm and said, "I don't think it's appropriate."
The latter blushed from her neck all the way to the top of her head, but she stubbornly held her neck up and looked up at Luo Yun without backing down.
Luo Yun looked at Chen Huanyu and scoffed, "Beta, huh? What's so good about Beta?"
"Luo Yun, it's time to go. You don't have time for afternoon tea," Zhang Wanjun suddenly said.
Luo Yun shrank her neck abruptly, looking nothing like the once-powerful, influential second-generation rich kid from Beijing's elite circle.
She touched her forehead and realized what she had just said.
Secretary Zhang is also a Beta.
She rushed back to Zhang Wanjun's side: "Ahem, Secretary Zhang, that's not what I meant. It's just that she's an Omega, and even more so than an Alpha..."
“It’s the schedule arranged by the master. You need to remove your makeup first.” Zhang Wanjun interrupted Luo Yun and walked out.
"Wait, wait." Luo Yun quickly followed him out, completely preoccupied with finding a college student Omega.
After Luo Yun left, Jiang Lingdan finally breathed a sigh of relief: "That person is really strange, he looks so ordinary."
"Because the prey she sets her sights on rarely refuses her," Luan Yenan commented.
Jiang Lingdan saw that Luan Yenan seemed to have something to say, but she held back and only made a comment about Luo Yun: "Her attitude just now showed that she didn't care at all about my refusal. It was as if my refusal was my loss, not hers."
“We did lose a dinner.” Luan Yenan analyzed it purely from an economic perspective, and looked at Chen Huanyu.
Chen Huanyu said, "I can treat you to dinner."
"Wow! Senior, you're so kind! You even taught me coding and treated me to dinner. Actually, I could treat you too." Jiang Lingdan tugged at Chen Huanyu and swayed her back and forth.
Chen Huanyu's light red dress had turned dark red.
Luan Yenan chuckled and hooked his arm around Zuo Baixuan's shoulder: "Now that things are settled here, let's go practice dancing."
"You have to dance for me first. If that's acceptable, I'll consider practicing with you," Zuo Baixuan emphasized, crossing her arms over her chest.
Luan Yenan gave Zuo Baixuan a confident smile, as if he had eight hundred ways to make this deal happen with Zuo Baixuan's consent.
As he left the office, Luan Yennan glanced back and said, "However, Jiang Lingdan and Chen Huanyu seem to be getting along really well lately."
Zuo Baixuan nodded: "Lingdan likes to play with children who lack love."
Luan Yenan looked down at Zuo Baixuan's expressionless profile and understood the hidden meaning in her words.
Chen Huanyu, who is currently on good terms with Jiang Lingdan, is a child who lacks love, as is Jiang Lingdan's best friend, Zuo Baixuan.
A strange emotion welled up in Luan Yenan's chest.
A somber mood, as if expressing regret? Sympathy? Heartache?
Luan Yenan frowned.
Zuo Baixuan continued to add to the previous topic: "But don't worry, Teacher Luan, Lingdan won't date Chen Huanyu. We've talked about this before. She just thinks Chen Huanyu is too cute. If it's about dating, she prefers someone like... that sugar daddy, aloof and taciturn."
Luan Yenan raised his eyebrows meaningfully, but did not respond.
The two walked to the teaching building of the School of Music at Beijing University.
On the top floor, there is a semi-abandoned music room.
Inside, there was an old piano, a large mirror, and piles of tables and chairs. Although there were signs of cleaning, it still looked like a storage room.
Music students don't really like renting this classroom, but Luan Yenan doesn't care.
"You actually rented a classroom?" Seeing Luan Yenan open the room with a key, Zuo Baixuan realized that this was not a joke.
"Didn't you say you could tell whether I was telling the truth or not?" Luan Yennan turned to look at Zuo Baixuan.
The two figures overlapped in the reflection of the full-length mirror, forming a single shadow.
"Where's your dance? I'm ready to enjoy it." Zuo Baixuan forcefully changed the subject.
Luan Yenan noticed Zuo Baixuan's slight pout and smiled.
He lightly touched Zuo Baixuan's shoulder with his finger.
The touch of fingertips against the thin fabric sent waves of coolness and tickle through them: "Does fingertip dancing count?"
Zuo Baixuan stared at Luan Yenan's slender, well-defined fingers, his nails neatly trimmed, his pink fingertips poking her shoulder repeatedly into the air.
Before Zuo Baixuan could respond.
Luan Yenan sat down at the piano and took his phone out of his pocket and placed it on the piano.
Open the piano lid.
Fingers move quickly across the black and white keys, from middle C to the right, and then from middle C to the left.
Although the piano is old, a tuner comes regularly to tune it, and the pitch is fine.
Luan Yenan looked at Zuo Baixuan, nodded slightly, and placed his finger down with peace of mind.
The afternoon sun wasn't very intense, and it felt warm and cozy on Luan Yenan.
The window was open, and the tattered curtains were being blown by the breeze outside, fluttering along with Luan Yenan's beautiful hair.
Even decades later, Zuo Baixuan could still clearly remember the first time Luan Yenan played the piano for her.
Her fingers were nimble, as she said, like a dance of fingertips, striking the black and white keyboard and the music falling into Zuo Baixuan's heart.
The melodious and familiar piano music floated up, the tune of a classic waltz.
The Blue Danube.
The shimmering Danube flowed from Luan Yenan's fingertips, and Zuo Baixuan stepped into the river, gently swaying with its current.
Luan Yenan sat in the light, looked at Zuo Baixuan, and saw the surprise in her eyes. He smiled gently with satisfaction.
A note from the author:
Mini-theater:
Years later, Zuo Baixuan casually recalled this scene and teased, "Back then, you were like a peacock spreading its tail feathers, trying to attract my attention. Tell me, were you already hopelessly in love with me back then?"
Luan Yenan smiled but remained silent.
Zuo Baixuan was quite unhappy that she couldn't get an answer, but she couldn't help but ask, "Then what were you thinking when you were staring at me while you were playing the piano?"
"After all these years, you still remember so clearly. You must like me so much that you can't control yourself, right?" Luan Yenan seized the opportunity and revealed a sly smile.
Zuo Baixuan pulled Luan Yenan under the covers: "Don't change the subject!"
"I'm imagining what it would be like for us to dance."
"We did dance together later."
"I'm imagining what it would be like if we were still dancing together decades from now." Luan Yenan pulled Zuo Baixuan into the blanket as well.
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Chapter 43
As the classic waltz ended, the lingering notes still echoed in the music classroom.
Luan Yenan removed his hands from the black and white keyboard.
I glanced out the window.
From the top floor of the music academy's teaching building, you can see the lake view in the distance.
The beautiful autumn scenery is carried on the gentle breeze.