After the meeting ended, Hao Lianfei and the elites from the public relations department worked overtime until nine o'clock. Only then did they preliminarily confirm the plans for the birthday party. They roughly listed out the names of the people who would be invited, but they needed Qi Che to personally confirm the details.
However, Qi Che's request had completely stumped Hao Lianfei. She understood the grand gesture, but what did warmth mean? Since when did young master Qi understand warmth? This didn't make sense!
After racking her brain for a long time, Hao Lianfei could only dial Leng Yunfeng's number, hoping that a good friend of his would be able to comprehend the holy will.
“You've known him for so many years, have you ever seen him being warm to anyone? His warmth might come from Mars, and we earthlings just can't understand it," Leng Yunfeng complained.
"Who says he hasn't been warm to anyone?" Hao Lianfei couldn't help but retort. "He used to dote on Hehe."
Every time Hehe made trouble, Qi Che would look helpless and secretly break the hearts of the dorm's infatuated girls. They were all obsessed with him. Otherwise, why would Yan Chuqing covet Qi Che for so many years?
"Don't mention Xu Hehe to me. She doesn't have the right to be mentioned in the same breath as Qi Che. Don't mention her in front of him in the future." He didn't want to think of such a heartless woman, and he didn't want to see Qi Che suffering so much for her that he was about to die.
"How can you know the joy of a fish if you are not a fish? I'm warning you, Leng Yunfeng. You don't have the right to criticize Hehe like this. If you don't believe me, let's make a bet. Do you think Qi Che thinks the same as you?"
In the past two years, perhaps she had slowly given up on Leng Yunfeng. Hao Lianfei couldn't be bothered to show her obedient and gentle side in front of him. Right now, she wanted nothing more than to smash her phone into his face.
This man was too conceited. It was clear that he had never known what love was.
Leng Yunfeng was stunned by her aggressive scolding. When had Feifei ever treated him so badly? It must have been because of Xu Hehe. He could not help but feel even more disgusted with Xu Hehe.
Leng Yunfeng took a long time to react. He finally spoke, slowly and coldly. "Che's deep feelings only belong to Mengyao now."
The conversation had ended on bad terms. But not only did Hao Lianfei get rid of her sadness from before, she felt extremely carefree. Let that stallion, Leng Yunfeng, die!
Opening the list of invitations, Hao Lianfei picked up the pen and added “Xu Hehe” to the end, before calling her secretary over.
"Director, what are your orders?''
Hao Lianfei stood and handed the list to the secretary. "Send the invitations according to the list at the first possible opportunity tomorrow morning,” she said solemnly. “Make sure it's done well."
The secretary took the invitations list with a hesitant look. "But doesn't this have to be shown to the president and Miss Fu?" This was the president's private matter. How could the director, who had always been smart, be so confused?
"Just do as I say."
Night fell. In the Sky Villa, on the top floor of the Zifeng building, Fu Mengyao walked slowly. She stepped on the soft and expensive carpet with her bare feet, lazily and elegantly like a noble Persian cat.
This was Qi Che's usual place, and Fu Mengyao was the only woman who was permitted to enter.
The Sky Villa was decorated luxuriously and elegantly. It was surrounded by a glass wall, and because it was above everything, it looked like it was suspended in the air from afar. In clear weather it attracted the attention of the world, and in the drizzling rain it seemed like a dream and a fairy land.
This was a landmark building of the city, signalling a supreme and noble identity. Even the richest man in the city, Fu Junxing, did not arrogantly claim this place as his own.
Qi Che, who had been the head of the Qi family for less than five years, used his sharp and overbearing methods to turn this place into his property.
Qi Che stood alone in front of the glass wall, his posture tall and straight, unmoving as an old tree.
Fu Mengyao spoke softly from behind him. "Che, you've been standing there for almost an hour."
He’d been like this since she arrived. For the first time, he hadn't noticed her coming in. She thought that Che would take the initiative to greet her coming in. After waiting for an hour, she understood that if she didn't take the initiative, Che might never do so.
Since that was the case, so long as she could get Che's love, so what if she kept making the first move?
Qi Che turned around. His handsome face was hidden in the darkness, and his expression couldn't be seen clearly. "Did you like the birthday present I gave you?" His voice was so low that it almost faded into the night.
"Yes!" Fu Mengyao nodded repeatedly, deliberately ignoring the panic in her heart. "And not just the present. I'm even happier because this is the first time you've spent so much effort on my birthday. Can you invite Leng Feifei on the day of the banquet?"
"Are you sure?" Qi Che asked thoughtfully, his entire body exuding a noble and cold temperament.
Fu Mengyao felt even more uneasy in her heart. A trace of viciousness flashed through her eyes, but she was very good at concealing it. She lowered her head and faintly said, "You can't bear to admit it? That's right. No matter what, Miss Leng is an Asian diva. You're the one who made her famous. Her status as a dazzling star is extraordinary."
Recently, Leng Feifei had become more and more arrogant. She had completely forgotten that she was just a smiling face. She had to remind her how to behave.
"Are you jealous?" Qi Che's lips curled into a smile, devilish and willful.
"No way!"
"What qualifications does she have to compare with the city’s number one daughter? I only made her famous because I thought highly of her potential." Qi Che shrugged indifferently, cold and emotionless. "But she's in Milan. She won't be coming back for the time being."
"Che..." Fu Mengyao used her soft voice to hide the disappointment in her heart. She understood that Qi Che didn't like to mention the same thing twice, so she cleverly chose to change the topic.
"I'm so happy to have you."
Qi Che's thin lips curled into a smile. "You'll be even happier in the future."
"Che, I love you. I love you very much." After receiving his promise for the first time, Fu Mengyao was so happy that she cried.