A guy next to him patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Because you don't have a face like his."
"This damned, appearance-obsessed society." After saying that, he glanced at Yang Ming and said, "You didn't just grab a random picture of an internet celebrity from the internet to fool your brother, did you?"
Yang Ming stuffed her phone into her coat and curled the corners of her lips into a smile: "My sister."
The three roommates fell silent for a moment, then exploded—
"You know how your third brother treats you normally. What's your sister's phone number?"
"Get out of here, Xiaomingzi. I lent you all the five yuan I had last time to buy instant noodles. You know what to do."
"I'll just ask you one question: Does your sister have a boyfriend?"
Yang Ming chuckled: "You guys think you can pursue my sister? My sister has very high standards."
Then, shoes, socks, and pillows from the dormitory all flew towards Yang Ming. At the critical moment, he quickly opened the dormitory door and blocked all the hidden weapons outside the door.
At 11 a.m. sharp, the siblings met up at Lilith BBQ. They sat down at the bar, where a female chef in a white chef's coat was skillfully brushing oil onto three fruit and beef rolls.
After ordering the food, Yang Ming smiled at Yang Wei and asked, "Why did you suddenly change your hairstyle?"
Yang Wei said nonchalantly, "It's just to change my mood."
Yang Ming said "Oh," and then added, "I saw an interview with Song Jin a few days ago, and the first love she mentioned sounded so much like Qi Xiaoyan."
Yang Wei: "..."
She smiled slightly at Yang Ming: "Do you still want to eat?"
Yang Ming shrugged: "Actually, you don't need to care at all. The moment you reunite with your first love is the moment your first love is shattered—because you will find that it is completely different from your memory."
Yang Wei poked the juice in front of her with the straw and murmured, "It really is different."
"What?"
"It's nothing." Yang Wei looked up and ordered ten more scallops.
Qi Xiaoyan had just finished his elective class and was walking towards the nearest cafeteria. Because it was the weekend, there were far fewer students in the cafeteria than usual. As he went in, a boy was chasing a girl out.
The boy looked anxious, while the girl looked angry.
This kind of scene of young couples arguing plays out at school every day. Qi Xiaoyan walked past them quickly without changing her expression.
"Honey, I was wrong! Don't walk so fast!" The boy stepped forward and grabbed the girl's hand, but she shook him off without hesitation. Undeterred, he went back to her again: "Honey, don't be angry."
The two were still arguing at the entrance of the cafeteria when Qi Xiaoyan, who had already walked away, paused and turned back.
Do you know what responsibility a man bears when he calls a woman "wife"?
Qi Xiaoyan asked the question calmly, but the boy had the illusion that he was in a courtroom. He was a criminal awaiting trial, and Qi Xiaoyan was the judge who held the power of life and death over him.
"You can't just call someone 'wife' whenever you want," Qi Xiaoyan said, then turned and left without looking back.
The boy hadn't recovered from his daze until Qi Xiaoyan's figure disappeared into the distance. Only then did he turn to the girl and ask, "Was that Professor Qi from the math department?" He had heard that Professor Qi from the math department was aloof and taciturn, but the inspirational quote he had just given her was even more skillfully prepared than that of the dorm supervisor.
The girl cupped her face in her hands, her eyes still faintly sparkling with hearts as she gazed at Qi Xiaoyan's retreating figure: "Professor Qi is so handsome, this is what a man should be like." She was now considering whether to transfer to the mathematics department.
Boy: "..."
It was already 1:30 when Yang Wei and Yang Ming finished their barbecue. As Yang Wei paid the bill and walked out of the restaurant, Fang Chengran called: "Where are you now?"
"Starlight Plaza".
Fang Chengran seemed to chuckle softly: "Perfect."
"What?" Yang Wei had barely finished speaking when a conspicuous Maserati turned from the opposite side of the road and stopped in front of them.
Fang Chengran rolled down the car window, leaned out, and smiled at Yang Wei, saying, "I was just about to pick you up."
Yang Wei hung up the phone somewhat mechanically: "Um... my brother and I are going out to eat."
The younger brother was deeply impressed by the cinematic scene: "Where's the camera?"
Yang Wei twitched her lips but didn't say anything. Yang Ming whistled at Fang Chengran's car and asked Yang Wei, "Sis, do you know this handsome guy driving the Maserati?"
His voice wasn't quiet, and Fang Chengran could hear it clearly. He looked up and smiled slightly at Yang Ming: "Hello, I'm Fang Chengran."
“He’s my elementary school classmate,” Yang Wei said quickly, as if she were doing something sneaky. Then, pointing to Yang Ming, she added, “This is my younger brother, Yang Ming.”
Yang Ming smiled at Fang Chengran and said, "Are you two going on a date? I won't disturb you." He waved to them with a matchmaker's expression, then turned and left.
After turning a corner, he stopped, took out his phone from his pocket, and sent a message to Yang's mother: "Reporting to Your Majesty, there's a handsome guy driving a Maserati pursuing your daughter!"
Author's Note: This is the final chapter, updated at 3 PM. Thank you all for your support, my little angels! I love you all!!! I'll still update at 9 AM tomorrow—bows!
25
Mrs. Yang was a worldly woman and wasn't easily fooled by a Maserati: "How handsome is it?"
Yang Ming said, "He's just as good as my ex-brother-in-law, but I personally think he has more of a mature man's charm."
Yang's mother called immediately: "Driving a Maserati to chase girls, you're obviously an expert! How could you leave your sister alone like that! You secretly followed her!"
Yang Ming picked at his ear: "How do I follow up?"
Don't you usually take the bus?
Yang Ming's lips twitched: "You mean you want me to take the bus to chase after a Maserati?"
...
Mrs. Yang paused for a moment: "Mingming, do you have enough money for a taxi?"
Yang Ming peeked out and said, "No need to chase them, they're gone."
Fang Chengran had booked tickets for the 3 PM showing. Since they arrived at the cinema relatively early, the two of them first strolled around the shopping mall downstairs.
"By the way, why did you book a hotel room before?" Yang Wei suddenly remembered this and asked Fang Chengran beside her. Fang Chengran calmly replied, "Our chairman is very strict with his employees. He made us stay in a hotel for a night to familiarize ourselves with the room layout and facilities, so that when guests ask questions like 'Where is the remote control?' or 'Where is the hairdryer?', we can answer them promptly and accurately."
Yang Wei suddenly realized and said, "I see."
Fang Chengran smiled and walked into a clothing store with her. The clothes in this store were mostly Japanese-style workwear, and Yang Wei often came here to buy clothes.
The sales clerk, recognizing a regular customer, greeted her warmly. Before she could speak, she noticed Fang Chengran standing beside Yang Wei. The clerk paused, then turned to Yang Wei with a smile and said, "Mrs. Qi, is there anything you need?"
Fang Chengran glanced at her subtly, while the saleswoman continued to stare at Yang Wei and smile, seemingly oblivious.
Yang Wei browsed around the store, picked up an A-line knee-length skirt, and held it up in front of her: "Does this skirt come in other colors?"
"Yes, we do." The sales clerk said, picking out a black one and handing it to her, not forgetting to ask, "Why didn't Mr. Qi come with you today?"
Yang Wei paused for a moment, then smiled slightly at her: "Mr. Qi has now become my ex-husband."
The saleswoman's smile turned awkward, and Yang Wei handed her the dress, saying, "Please wrap this up for me."
The sales clerk quickly recovered and said, "Won't you try them on?"
"No need." Yang Wei walked to the cashier to pay, but Fang Chengran took out his bank card first. The cashier looked at them awkwardly. Yang Wei took out her card from her purse and handed it to the cashier: "Swipe mine."
Fang Chengran raised an eyebrow at her, his card still held firmly in front of the cashier. The cashier exchanged a glance with the sales clerk and smiled as she took the card from Yang Wei: "Thank you for your patronage."
Fang Chengran lowered his eyes and chuckled softly, gracefully taking the card back. After paying, Yang Wei came out of the store carrying a paper bag with the logo printed on it. Fang Chengran walked beside her, a slight smile on his lips: "Mr. Qi, how much did you invest in that store?"
Yang Wei chuckled softly, her head bowed. She figured young girls were easily attracted to boys who were good at math. Once, when she and Qi Xiaoyan were at this restaurant, a nearby restaurant was offering several discounts, and a few girls in the shop were arguing about which was the best deal. Qi Xiaoyan casually calculated the price of each option and compared it to the original price, arriving at the optimal solution. In less than half a minute, he had them all become his devoted fans.
Yang Wei was still lost in thought when Fang Chengran checked the time and reminded her, "It's almost time, we should be able to go in now." There were still twenty minutes left, just in time to get to the movie theater.
Yang Wei nodded and went up to the fourth floor with him.
Jian Shuang, carrying an extra-large bucket of popcorn, walked into the screening room with her boyfriend. After finding their seats, Jian Shuang sat down with a sigh of relief and stuffed a handful of popcorn into her mouth.
Her boyfriend next to her frowned disapprovingly: "Although I'm used to your eating habits, it's not good to scare other people, especially the children here."
"Anyway, the lights will be off soon, you won't be able to see." Jian Shuang, her mouth full of popcorn, completely ignored her boyfriend's reminder. Adjusting herself to a comfortable position, Jian Shuang turned her head and saw Yang Wei walk in. She excitedly opened her mouth to call her, but then saw Fang Chengran enter with her.
Jian Shuang's expression changed drastically, and she almost spat out the popcorn she was eating. Holy crap, what was going on?! Even though the lighting in the screening room was bad, that man didn't look like Professor Qi at all, right? Oh, although he was quite handsome... wait, no! He was cheating on her in broad daylight—did Professor Qi even know?!
Jian Shuang's mind was racing with a million curses. Seeing Yang Wei and the strange man approaching, she quickly covered her face with the popcorn bucket. Although Yang Wei was in the wrong, meeting her under these circumstances was incredibly awkward! Please, please don't recognize me!
Yang Wei did not recognize her. She and Fang Chengran walked to the back rows and sat down.
Jian Shuang glanced back at them, shoved the popcorn bucket into her boyfriend's arms, and quickly posted a message on her WeChat Moments: "I ran into a college classmate at the movie theater, but the person next to her isn't her husband! What should I do! Help! Waiting for advice online!"
Yang Wei only saw the post on WeChat Moments after the movie ended. She frowned and scrolled back to find that Jian Shuang had indeed posted a picture of her movie ticket, showing the same show as her. She twitched her lips and sent her a WeChat message: "If the college classmate you're talking about is me, I've already divorced Qi Xiaoyan."
Jian Shuang, who was still sitting in the screening room carefully avoiding Yang Wei, was completely stunned when she saw this WeChat message: "Holy crap, Yang Wei, are you serious?"
Sorry, I forgot to tell you :)
Jian Shuang took a breath: "Friendship over [bye]"
Ten minutes later, Jian Shuang couldn't hold back any longer and sent another private message to Yang Wei: "What's wrong with Professor Qi that you should divorce him! Tell me, tell me! If you can't convince me, I'll gather all the debaters from the debate team tonight and tear you apart!"
Yang Wei: "..."
Jian Shuang's love for Professor Qi is absolutely genuine.
Considering that Jian Shuang was, in a sense, her matchmaker with Qi Xiaoyan, Yang Wei could understand why she was so excited. She replied with a WeChat message, inviting Jian Shuang to dinner the next day, intending to talk to her about it properly.
"What's wrong?" Fang Chengran stopped and looked at Yang Wei standing behind him. Yang Wei put her phone in her bag and smiled at him: "Nothing, what were you saying about dinner?"
“Italian food.” Fang Chengran smiled and pointed to a Western restaurant not far away. “The Italian food there is very famous.”
Yang Wei looked at him with interest: "Did you really just return to China?"
"I just find it easier to adapt to new environments."
Yang Wei smiled, neither confirming nor denying.
Between servings, the waiter brought over some cold bread and hard biscuits. Fang Chengran glanced at Yang Wei and asked, "What kind of red wine would you like to drink?"
Yang Wei said, "I'll be fine with plain water."
Fang Chengran disagreed, saying, "Italian food paired with wine is the perfect combination."
Yang Wei thought for a moment and said, "Okay then, but I can't hold my liquor well, I can only drink a little."
Fang Chengran blinked quickly: "Are you afraid that I'll take advantage of you when you're drunk?"
Yang Wei chuckled. It wasn't that she was afraid, but rather that Qi Xiaoyan was.
Whenever she went out to eat alone, Qi Xiaoyan would specifically remind her not to drink alcohol. Okay, she admitted that the night she and Qi Xiaoyan had that passionate encounter was because she was drunk and acted inappropriately, but that didn't mean she would act inappropriately towards just anyone when she was drunk!
Qi Xiaoyan was extremely strict about this. He would call during the meal to check if she had been drinking, and if her voice sounded off, he would personally come to pick her up. Her friends and colleagues who dined with her couldn't help but envy her for having such a gentle and considerate husband. Only Yang Wei knew that Qi Xiaoyan was not gentle and considerate at all; he clearly treated her like a beautiful young rogue who would turn into a scoundrel after drinking.