The evening's gathering was entirely orchestrated by Yao Jing. The sole purpose was to get Song Siqing and He Shuhui to completely let go of their grudges. Yao Jing was willing to bear the consequences of their mistakes alongside Song Siqing, hoping that Siqing would better understand her own errors.
What is a true friend? It's not just about shopping, dining, and spending together. A true friend always wants you to become a better person. Just like Song Siqing would rather take the blame to protect Yao Jing, Yao Jing was equally willing to help Siqing.
When arranging this meeting, Yao Jing worried that He Shuhui and Song Siqing might not want to see each other. She specifically asked Wu Zhiming to pick up Siqing, arriving early to ensure she would be there. Meanwhile, Yao Jing went to fetch He Shuhui and Zhou Wenwei.
The current situation could be considered the best possible outcome. Song Siqing and He Shuhui had completely reconciled. Although Siqing had previously called to apologize to Shuhui, Yao Jing felt that was far from enough. For such a serious mistake, could a mere phone call suffice as an apology? That was impossible, hence the need for a face-to-face apology.
Yao Jing had already prepared He Shuhui beforehand. Shuhui, who loved to show off, wasn't inherently a bad person and didn't harbor a deep grudge against Siqing. After listening to Yao Jing's persuasion, she agreed to come with Zhou Wenwei as a gesture of goodwill.
Some might think Yao Jing was looking for trouble, but Wu Zhiming admired this about her. After the meal, while Song Siqing and He Shuhui didn't become best friends, it was clear they had let go of their grudges.
"However, if you didn't spread those rumors back then, who did?" Near the end, Song Siqing asked this lingering question. It had always puzzled her.
"I don't know. I only remember hearing it from others. As for who, I've forgotten over time, but I can swear it wasn't me who spread it!" He Shuhui replied.
"We know it wasn't you, Siqing was just curious," Yao Jing said.
"Let's not dwell on this. I enjoyed the meal, but I need to get back to my live stream," Siqing said as she stood up.
"Zhiming, you should drive her home. It's far from here and hard to get a cab," Yao Jing suggested.
"No need, I'll ride a shared bike back," Siqing shook her head.
"It's all main roads to your place. It's better if Zhiming drives you," Yao Jing insisted.
"I'll take you," Wu Zhiming said.
"Alright then," Siqing agreed, bidding farewell to Yao Jing and He Shuhui before heading downstairs.
In the car, as they drove away, Siqing looked out the window and said, "You and Yao Jing really coordinate well, like a perfect duet."
"Mm," Wu Zhiming nodded, checking messages from Dong Jian on his phone.
Turning to Wu Zhiming, Siqing asked, "We're still on for next Friday night in Huanghai City, right?"
"No problem," Zhiming nodded.
"Wu Zhiming, there's something I need to tell you sincerely," Siqing said.
Putting down his phone, Zhiming looked at her.
"Every girl has a dream of wearing a wedding dress. When you and Jingjing got married, she was heartbroken, and someone else chose her dress. She didn't like it at all," Siqing said.
"Hmm?" Zhiming was puzzled.
"My point is, if possible, take this opportunity to have a wedding photoshoot with Jingjing in Huanghai City, known for its beautiful wedding photo locations. Even if you don't love her, I hope you can fulfill her dream," Siqing said.
"I understand," Zhiming nodded.
"While you two are taking wedding photos, I'll be meeting my top supporter. Hopefully, I'll find my Prince Charming," Siqing said expectantly.
"Those who lavish gifts on streamers usually aren't very good-looking," Zhiming commented.
"Why do you say that?" Siqing frowned.
"If they were good-looking, they'd have plenty of women in real life. Why seek attention online?" Zhiming replied.
"I disagree! Some people are shy and can't approach women in real life, so they turn to watching talented streamers online. They're happy to tip streamers; it's not about seeking attention, just a pure form of liking," Siqing argued.
"A man with money, no matter how shy, will attract women. The only reason he wouldn't is if he doesn't have enough money," Zhiming said.
"I have quite a favorable impression of my top fan. He said he's in the seafood business in Huanhai City and is considered a successful young man." Song Siqing said.
"Well, the favorable impression is brought by the money. If he didn't give you gifts, would you still have a favorable impression?" Wu Zhiming asked with a smile.
"Although that's the case, many times when people are not familiar with each other, they can only rely on some external things to increase their presence, right? I have nearly a million fans. To find an outstanding man among them, can I look for them one by one with my eyes?" Song Siqing asked.
"I'm just giving you a precaution. Those who give gifts may not necessarily be successful young men; they may also be losers who eat instant noodles and steamed buns." Wu Zhiming said.
"Humph!" Song Siqing snorted, not agreeing with Wu Zhiming's words, but not explaining much either.
The road to Song Siqing's home was a bit long. When they were halfway there, Song Siqing received a call.
"Let me off at the intersection ahead." Song Siqing said after hanging up the call.
"It doesn't seem to be your home yet?" Wu Zhiming asked.
"I have something to do." Song Siqing said concisely.
"Understood!" Wu Zhiming nodded and instructed Li Sina.
When the car reached the intersection, Li Sina stopped the car.
"Remember what I said." Song Siqing said seriously to Wu Zhiming, then pushed the door and got off.
"Boss, where are we going?" Li Sina asked.
"Just drive randomly. I want to think about something." Wu Zhiming said.
Li Sina nodded and drove forward.
Wu Zhiming picked up his phone and made a call.
"Dong Jian, briefly, three things." Wu Zhiming said.
"What are they? Please tell me." Dong Jian said.
"First, I need a set of Western-style pure white wedding dress. Second, I need a set of red Hanfu wedding dress. Third, I need a set of pink cheongsam, along with men's suits, Hanfu, and Tang suits. I'll send you the relevant data later. I don't have many requirements. It must be from the top designers and the best materials. They must be delivered to me before next weekend." Wu Zhiming said.
"OK. Master of the family, are you planning to take wedding photos with your wife?" Dong Jian asked with a smile.
"There isn't a decent wedding photo at home. It would be nice to take one and put it at home." Wu Zhiming said.
"With your momentum, it's not just about taking one photo." Dong Jian said.
"You talk too much. That's it for now. I have another call coming in!" Wu Zhiming said, hung up the call and answered another call.
"Fatty." Wu Zhiming called.
"Ha ha, Xiao Wuzi, I'm back!!" An excited man's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"You came back. So what? Why tell me?" Wu Zhiming asked with a frown.
"I'm back in Haixia City!" The person on the other end said.
"Aren't you from Xiahaishi? Why did you come back to Haixia City?" Wu Zhiming scolded with a smile.
"Ha ha, I bought the plane ticket to Haixia City. My family doesn't even know. I told my dad that I'll go home tomorrow. So I can spare one day to come to play with you. I heard that Haixia City is the most fun. I'm already out of the airport. Hurry up and get ready. Let's go to the best nightclub in Haixia City!" The person on the other end said.
"You're enough. Haven't you eaten yet? Just thinking about going to the nightclub?" Wu Zhiming said.
"How can eating be as good as drinking milk? I'm already in a taxi. I haven't told the driver the place yet. You arrange it quickly and send me the address!" The person on the other end said.
"Alright. Wait for me for a while." Wu Zhiming said, hung up the call, thought for a moment, and then made a call to Wu Yuwei.
When Wu Yuwei received Wu Zhiming's call, he was singing in a KTV.
Seeing that it was Wu Zhiming calling, Wu Yuwei quickly ran into the toilet and answered the call.
"Master of the family, are you looking for me?" Wu Yuwei asked.
"Where is the best nightclub in our Haixia City?" Wu Zhiming asked.
"The best nightclub? Are you going, master?" Wu Yuwei asked.
"Why do you ask so much?" Wu Zhiming said dissatisfiedly.
"Oh oh oh, I talked too much. Master, the best nightclub in our Haixia City is Jinzun, which is a combination of a bar and a nightclub. The minimum consumption for a booth is 8,800, and the minimum consumption for a private room is 18,000." Wu Yuwei said.
"Do you know anyone there?" Wu Zhiming asked.
"Well... Master, I don't have the money to go to such a place. Even a bottle of beer costs at least 100 yuan. So I don't know anyone. But if you want to go, I can help you contact. I have a friend who knows someone there." Wu Yuwei said.
"I want a private room, a small one is fine. I'll be there in about half an hour. My requirements are very simple. The girls should be good-looking, fun-loving, and not pretentious." Wu Zhiming said.
"OK, I'll arrange it right away!" Wu Yuwei said, hung up the call and walked out of the toilet.
"Guys, I have to go first. Something happened!" Wu Yuwei said to his friends, then left the private room immediately.
Twenty minutes later, Wu Zhiming's car drove into the parking lot of Jinzun.
Wu Zhiming rarely came to such places and wasn't interested. If it weren't for his friend insisting on the best place, he probably wouldn't come to such a place in his life.