Her face, steamed by hot water, looked delicate and flawless, her eyes captivating. Fu Xiaoya was satisfied with her appearance and eagerly anticipated Qin Huaichen's reaction. "Here it comes..." Fu Xiaoya responded, deliberately opening the door in a seductive pose.
However, there was no one outside, only five clothing bags placed on the ground, and oh, there was also a letter.
Fu Xiaoya pursed her lips, brought the items inside the room, and opened the letter.
Qin Huaichen's handwriting was beautiful, bold, and full of character.
Qin Huaichen wrote, "You bought too few things, so I picked some additional items according to your size, hoping you will like them. I had a great time today, thank you for accompanying me. You asked me earlier how many girls' cars I have been in, and before I could finish answering, besides my mother's car, I have been in some business partners' cars. However, when I'm with them, I have my male agent by my side. Just now, I thought about it, and when you asked that question, I should have said this: You are the best and most beautiful female driver I have ever seen."
Fu Xiaoya smiled, her eyebrows arching and her eyes glowing with excitement, as she continued to read.
"In fact, I also love racing. The extreme speed relaxes me. I have a race next Wednesday, and I sincerely invite you to watch it." At the bottom of the letter, there was an invitation card and a photo of Qin Huaichen captured during a race.
In the photo, Qin Huaichen wore a helmet with a determined gaze, resembling a falcon fixated on its prey. The racing suit accentuated his well-built physique, broad shoulders, and narrow waist, captivating anyone's attention.
Fu Xiaoya touched the photo, her eyebrows raised, and she unconsciously licked her lips. Her heart was completely in chaos. She read the letter again, carefully examining each word, afraid of missing any detail. She also wanted to write a letter in response to Qin Huaichen, but after searching around, she realized her handwriting was not very appealing. Although not considered ugly, it was too refined and delicate, lacking any hint of assertiveness.
The floor was cluttered with discarded pieces of paper, none of them meeting Fu Xiaoya's satisfaction. She decided to abandon the idea of writing a letter and opted to send a direct message on WeChat instead. Despite her numerous attempts, she kept deleting her words, feeling that none of them truly captured what she wanted to express.
In the end, she sent a simple message, "I'm very pleased with the clothes. I received the invitation card and look forward to your performance on Wednesday. Good luck."
However, Fu Xiaoya regretted it the moment she sent the message. She immediately retracted the message and sent a message to her brother, Fu Song, "Brother, are you asleep?"
After completing his work, Fu Song utilized a shell company to acquire the shares of Holy View Entertainment, thereby becoming its largest shareholder. Exhausted from his efforts, he collapsed onto the bed. Despite the weariness, a sense of immense joy enveloped him as Qin Huaichen's unexpected substantial investment brought him great satisfaction.
Upon receiving Fu Xiaoya's message, Fu Song thought Fu Xiaoya was worried about the contract and couldn't sleep, so he mustered his energy and replied, "Don't worry, little sister. The contract is all taken care of. You'll receive good news tomorrow."
Unfortunately, Fu Xiaoya's mind was not focused on the contract at all. Instead, she asked, "Brother, what should a girl say to leave a deep impression on guys?"
Fu Song, who was previously exhausted and lying on the bed, suddenly became alert. He leaped up from the bed and sent a voice message instead of typing, "Little sister, what's going on? Do you have feelings for someone? Who is it? What's his name? What's his family background like? Is he treating you well?" He bombarded her with a flurry of questions, afraid that Fu Xiaoya might be deceived.
Fu Xiaoya was taken aback by the barrage of questions. She had only wanted to ask her brother how to reply to a message. Well, it seemed like she asked the wrong person.
Fu Xiaoya responded, "Brother, don't overthink the matter. I'm going to sleep." After saying that, she switched back to her chat conversation with Qin Huaichen and read their messages again, a faint smile forming on her lips.
At that moment, Fu Xiaoya received a message from Qin Huaichen, "Just finished showering. I'll wait for you on Wednesday. Sweet dreams."
Fu Xiaoya was puzzled. What's going on? Didn't she recall that message? Why did it seem like Qin Huaichen saw it? She glanced down and realized her mistake. She didn't recall it; she deleted it! So, Qin Huaichen indeed received that message!
Feeling dejected, Fu Xiaoya replied, "Sweet dreams."
Qin Huaichen had just finished showering, with a towel wrapped around his lower body, revealing his well-defined eight-pack abs. He picked up his phone and read the last message. A smile formed at the corner of his mouth as he tenderly said, "Goodnight, my little angel." However, he didn't send this message to Fu Xiaoya but directed it toward the adjacent window.