Du Meiqing struggled to get up.
A few days ago, she had been affected by Charlie Milu's curse, dreaming of him every night. Later, Xia Feng said her curse had been broken.
The key was that the dream had changed to someone else.
And this dream...
Made her even more flushed and embarrassed.
This made Du Meiqing suspect that Xia Feng had also tampered with her.
Unfortunately, she didn't have Xia Feng's contact information, which put her in a difficult position.
The thought of it made her restless.
She had to find a way to locate Xia Feng. The only way to find Xia Feng was to get the answer from Li Zekun.
The problem was, she couldn't reach Li Zekun either. How could such a young master be so easily contacted?
Du Meiqing sighed but quickly got up. She decided to try her luck at the Li family villa.
...
Imperial Delicacies.
Yu Wei rushed over. As soon as he parked the car, he ran upstairs.
By the time he reached the private room, he was the last to arrive.
"Sorry I'm late. Today's expenses are on me."
Yu Wei apologized as he entered the room.
He was the last one to be notified, and as soon as he knew the location, he rushed over without any delay. This wasn't considered him being late.
"Oh, Young Master Yu is here! Please, have a seat quickly," the National Little King said, pulling out a chair with a smile.
"Lin'er, long time no see." Yu Wei ignored the National Little King's teasing and first greeted Xia Lin.
Then, he nodded to everyone.
"Young Master Yu, I heard from Young Master Wang that your father is making you lose weight recently," Xia Lin asked Yu Wei with a playful smile.
"Alas... lose weight, what for? I feel uncomfortable if I don't eat. Unlike you guys, you don't gain weight no matter how much you eat. It's truly enviable," Yu Wei sighed, adding a small compliment.
Girls always wished others would say they don't gain weight.
Regardless of whether they were fat or thin, they often talked about losing weight.
As for whether to lose weight, they would decide after this meal.
"Fatty Yu, you should join us from now on. You speak so nicely," Qin Wen said to Yu Wei.
Qin Wen's words struck a chord with Yu Wei.
He almost burst into tears. What a good person.
Finally, someone spoke up for him.
Even Zheng Qingya, standing nearby, had a spark in her eyes. Both of them wanted to live in Xia Lin's villa. Only then would they be truly welcomed.
For now, they were just friendly acquaintances.
"Haha... I'd love to. If Lin'er doesn't mind, I'll bring my own bedding."
Yu Wei laughed heartily, his words seeming like a joke but carrying genuine sincerity.
"I can too," Zheng Qingya quickly chimed in.
It was best to treat it as a joke, but what if it actually happened?
If that were the case, she would regret not saying it earlier.
Xia Lin smiled and said, "You can come over to play sometime. Why don't you all come to my place for dinner today?"
Xia Lin neither agreed nor refused.
She knew very well that they wanted to live in her villa. They had known each other for so long, and anyone could see their intentions.
People strive for higher places, just as water flows downhill.
"Of course, we're free," Yu Wei replied with a smile.
"We've taken another step closer. If we work a bit harder, we'll be there soon."
After all, they needed to take it slow. Rushing things would seem too fake and annoying.
In any case, he had a few buddies in the villa to help him out.
After chatting for a while, the dishes began to be served.
"The taste of this dish is quite good. It has that Teacher Ma's touch," Qin Wen commented after taking a bite.
"It's okay to eat occasionally, but it's still far from Teacher Ma's standard for long-term consumption," Qin Dou echoed.
Everyone had nothing but praise for Jack Ma's cooking. Outstanding people excel in everything they do.
"You talk too much," Qin Wen glared at her elder brother.
"Lin'er, are you going to the restroom? Do you want to go together?"
The meal was almost over when Liu Jingru whispered to Xia Lin.
Although they hadn't drunk alcohol, they had consumed plenty of beverages.
"Mm," Xia Lin nodded, got up, greeted everyone, and then walked out of the room with Liu Jingru.
As soon as Xia Lin left, Yu Wei couldn't help but ask, "My brothers, my rise to power depends on your performance."
"What's the use of looking at our performance? It depends on your own performance," the National Little King said.
After all, they had already helped him as much as they could.
"If you don't make an effort yourself, where will the opportunity come from?"
"Hehe... Xiao Wen, I'll squeeze in with you tonight," Zheng Qingya said to Qin Wen.
She was quite clever, planning to stay with Qin Wen for a few nights first and get more familiar before making any further plans.
"I don't mind," Qin Wen replied, taking a piece of meat while eating.
Yu Wei then looked at the National Little King and the other two.
His gaze was asking if he could squeeze in with them tonight too.
"Get lost! Don't look at me. I like to sleep alone. Go squeeze in with Qin Dou. He likes to sleep hugging someone," the National Little King cursed, pointing at Qin Dou, who was engrossed in eating.
As long as someone was willing to take him in, it didn't matter who.
Qin Dou put down his chopsticks and said, "No way. If you come, I'll have to sleep on the floor. With your physique, will there even be any floor space for me?"
"Heh! Men."
Yu Wei was so dejected. Weren't they supposed to be like "plastic sisters"?
How did it turn into "plastic brotherhood" for him?
As Xia Lin and Liu Jingru came out of the restroom and passed through the lobby, they saw a familiar person.
"Lin'er, look, it's Fu Ming," Liu Jingru said, pointing to the two people sitting in the lobby.
"It really is. Let's go say hello," Xia Lin said after a glance.
As they approached, they overheard a woman's voice:
"Fu Ming, I know you're good to Tingting, but you're already 24. You don't have a place in Shanghai. How can I be at ease entrusting Tingting to you? Last year, you told me you wanted to give Tingting happiness. A year has passed, and I haven't seen any significant changes.
I only have this one precious daughter. How can I feel at ease entrusting her to you? Are you asking Tingting to wait for you her entire life? Do you know how much it costs to buy a house in Shanghai?
With your salary, do you expect Tingting to wait until she's fifty to marry you?"
Fu Ming lowered his head throughout the conversation, not saying a word.
The woman in front of him was his girlfriend Wu Tingting's mother. She had specifically asked Fu Ming to meet her today to make him break up with her daughter.
A poor boy, marrying her daughter, would they have to live in rented accommodation for their lives?
"What's the use of you not speaking? I asked you out today, and you know what I mean," Fan Yangli continued to question him relentlessly.
"Auntie, please give me some more time. I will definitely not disappoint you," Fu Ming looked up at Fan Yangli and said almost pleadingly.
"Fu Ming, I hope you understand your own situation. Even if you're given another ten or twenty years, you still won't be able to afford a house in Shanghai."
Fan Yangli showed no mercy, striking him down with her words.