Regardless, Ke Teng was her friend. She had the right and the obligation to visit him at the hospital often.
Upon entering the television station, after inquiring from several staff members to confirm Ke Jingyu's current location, Jiang Nan Fang arrived at the elevator.
The elevator was descending. After waiting for a dozen seconds, it reached the first floor and the doors opened.
Inside, only a tall, scruffy-bearded man stood.
She glanced at the man, who kept his head down, not looking at her.
Sensing the elevator doors opening, he directly stepped out.
The two brushed past each other.
Jiang Nan Fang reached the eighth floor and asked a staff member for information. Learning that the leadership was in a meeting, she sat in the lounge area to wait for Ke Jingyu.
Opposite her, two administrative female employees behind their workstations were idly discussing gossip.
One, looking at the computer screen, was full of excitement.
"Don't you think he's quite handsome? Benjamin Barton, his name is interesting too."
"It's exactly the same as Brad Pitt's character name in the movie 'The Curious Case of Benjamin Button,' and I think he looks quite a bit like Pitt."
"I heard he's already won championships in Switzerland, but the show hasn't aired yet. I wonder how he'll perform here."
"I'm sure if he shaved his beard and got a haircut, with his looks and physique, he could debut right away and definitely gain a lot of fans in China!"
The other, who seemed to be close with her, winked and joked.
"I didn't realize, you've only met him once and said a few words, and you're already smitten? So unrestrained!"
"But it's okay, these days, women only seize love by being proactive. I support you!"
"Since he's not famous yet, and maybe doesn't have a girlfriend, why don't you go after him!"
The girl who was smitten said.
"Don't say it, I really have that idea. If I'm going to date, why not find someone with good looks, a good physique, and a potential future?"
"Maybe if I win him over and he becomes famous, I'll be a celebrity girlfriend too!"
Her friend nudged her with her shoulder. "Oh, look at you getting ahead of yourself. Aren't you afraid he'll forget you once he's out the door?"
"Honestly, if you really have that idea, you need to strike while the iron is hot. Now that he hasn't gone far, call him back and say there's a problem with his documents. A little back and forth, then hmm~"
"Ah? Call him back now? Will he come back?"
"Just try, he hasn't gone far anyway. If he comes back like this, maybe he's interested in you too~"
The two giggled, and the girl actually picked up her phone and dialed.
Soon, the call was answered.
She spoke to the person on the other end in broken English.
"Excuse me, there's a slight issue with your documentation. Have you left yet? If not, could you please come back?"
Zhan Bei Jue had just exited the building and hadn't gone far.
Upon hearing the staff member say there was a problem with his documents, and having nothing else to do, he turned back.
The call ended, and the two girls suppressed their excitement, high-fiving each other.
"Ah, he's really coming back! He's so gentle and patient! I'm done for, I think I'm falling in love!"
Jiang Nan Fang was successfully intrigued by their almost fanatical behavior.
It was because she also liked Brad Pitt.
Today, she had the chance to see a man as handsome as him in person?
She decided to wait and see.
The girl started reapplying her makeup, tidying her hair, and practicing her smile.
As soon as everything was ready, the man emerged from the elevator.
The two girls exchanged glances, then pretended to sit up straight, saying.
"He's here! Don't move, sit up straight!"
Jiang Nan Fang couldn't help but follow their furtive gaze and look in that direction.
She saw the man she had brushed past downstairs, wearing a black windbreaker, his features almost entirely obscured, walking in.
So it was him.
On such a hot day, when everyone else was wearing short sleeves, he was so heavily bundled up. Wasn't he hot?
This was Jiang Nan Fang's first reaction upon seeing him.
Her second reaction was.
His physique was indeed good, but this kind of unkempt appearance was not her type.
She could only say that the girl had a "keen eye."
Zhan Bei Jue walked up to the two women, extended his index finger, lowered his sunglasses, and said in fluent English.
"Excuse me, is there a problem?"
"Here, here. Sorry to trouble you, but could you please fill out this form again? Some parts were not clearly written, and it cannot be entered into the database."
The form was entirely in Chinese.
Although he spoke fluent English, he could still understand these characters, so he skillfully picked up his pen and began to write.
The girl was both admiring and curious.
"Sir, are you an overseas Chinese? How long have you been living in Switzerland?"
"You know so many Chinese characters, you must be able to speak Chinese too."
Zhan Bei Jue replied expressionlessly as he wrote quickly.
"I am Asian, not overseas Chinese. I not only recognize Chinese but also Japanese and Korean."
Therefore, he still wasn't sure which country he belonged to.
Because on the plane to China, he could understand Koreans speaking, and he could also understand Japanese speaking.
So outstanding, he knows so many languages?
The girl became even more excited.
"Amazing! So which Asian country are you from?"
"Switzerland. I don't think the documents specified where my ancestors are from. I'm finished, can I leave now?"
Zhan Bei Jue refused to answer the question and pushed the form back towards them.
The two women quickly took the form and glanced at it.
In the column for marital status, it was written: Married.
"You're married?"
Zhan Bei Jue raised his left hand to show them a turquoise ring.
"Sort of. I'm engaged."
After saying that, he turned to face Jiang Nan Fang's direction, put on his sunglasses, and turned to leave again.
Opposite him, Jiang Nan Fang, who had been stunned speechless by his voice, finally reacted and shot up from her seat.
"Stop!"
Zhan Bei Jue, unaware that she was addressing him, continued walking towards the elevator and pressed the down button.
Jiang Nan Fang quickened her steps to catch up, stood beside him, and grabbed his arm.
"Zhan Bei Jue, I told you to stop, didn't you hear me?"
Zhan Bei Jue turned, frowning through his sunglasses at the young, beautiful, but strangely-acting woman in front of him.
He gently pulled his arm away.
"Do you need something, Miss?"
It was him!
Their eyes met. Although he denied it and disguised himself like this, from an external perspective, it was impossible to tell he was Zhan Bei Jue.
But that voice was absolutely irreplaceable!
Jiang Nan Fang instinctively covered her mouth.
She was overjoyed.
Heaven had eyes. Zhan Bei Jue wasn't dead. Not only was he not dead, but he had returned to her again. She was so excited she felt like she was going to faint!
However, she didn't understand why he was doing this.
After finally returning, instead of going back to Nan City, he appeared here, playing a childish trick on her.
Was this fun?