The two were chatting and laughing about Cheng Zhirang’s youth, when suddenly a white car drove up from the end of the road.

Although this villa area had villas far apart and few people, it didn’t mean no one lived here. So when the car drove up, Mu Qiu didn’t pay much attention.

Until the car stopped in front of them.

A sophisticated beauty rolled down the car window and looked at them.

Or rather, she was looking at Cheng Zhirang.

"Cheng Zhirang? Going home to rest?"

Cheng Zhirang stopped and nodded slightly: "Mm, bringing my girlfriend home to meet my parents."

"Girlfriend?" The beauty then turned her gaze to Mu Qiu, her eyes lingered on their tightly held hands for a moment, and then she smiled and opened the car door to get out.

Mu Qiu’s smile remained unchanged, as she looked at the other person’s clothing which was somewhat similar to hers, standing next to Cheng Zhirang like a silent yet noble blind person.

"The last time I saw you, you said you had no plans for a relationship anytime soon. It’s only been two months, and you’ve already brought a girlfriend home. Cheng Zhirang, your speed is comparable to Jiang Kai’s. Is she also a celebrity?"

The last sentence was directed at no one in particular, and Mu Qiu didn’t plan to answer.

He had just said that not many girls chased him in high school, and now one appears.

Moreover, asking if she’s a celebrity? If she really liked Cheng Zhirang, would she not know about the recent shows? Would she not know about their trending topics online?

Even if she didn’t know, wouldn’t someone tell her? Is she living in a mountain cave without internet or friends?

Her mind was full of complaints, yet her face remained noble and aloof.

Mu Qiu scratched Cheng Zhirang’s palm, signaling him to finish the pleasantries quickly and move on.

Cheng Zhirang squeezed her hand subtly, and out of courtesy, introduced them to each other.

"Her career is different from mine," he turned to Mu Qiu, his voice softened by two degrees, "This is Wei Ling, the daughter of Uncle Wei, an old family friend. We used to be classmates."

Mu Qiu politely nodded.

Then he turned to Wei Ling and introduced: "This is my girlfriend, Mu Qiu."

Wei Ling also nodded politely to Mu Qiu.

Anyone paying close attention to their expressions would see that both were quite half-hearted, with faces that might as well have had "Who are you, can you step back a bit?" written all over them.

Cheng Zhirang remained composed, holding Mu Qiu’s hand tightly, and said to Wei Ling:

"You’re here for lunch too? You should head back, Uncle Wei must be waiting for you. We’re going for a stroll first."

It wouldn’t be realistic to say no one was waiting at home at this time, and it would be awkward to say she wanted to join them for a stroll, right?

Wei Ling didn’t seem bothered, she smiled and nodded, got back in the car, and said to both of them:

"Then I’ll head off first. Brother Rang, show Miss Mu around more. We have several beautiful places here, including where Jiang Kai and others are. You used to love those swans there."

Cheng Zhirang didn’t reply, just maintained his semi-permanent smile and nodded to Wei Ling, watching her drive away.

As soon as the car turned a corner and disappeared, Mu Qiu’s smile vanished, she broke free of his hand, crossed her arms, and stared at him.

"I’m a bit unhappy."

This Wei Ling, every few sentences includes "our place" and "Jiang Kai," as if she’s completely ignoring her presence, full of confidence, her words alluding to a past she couldn’t intrude.

It just sounds so tea-like, even though she only said three or four sentences in total. Besides, their clothing styles clashed!!!

She even called Cheng Zhirang "Brother Rang"?!

Sickening, gave her goosebumps all over.

Overall, just very displeased.

Displeasure makes one want to throw a tantrum.

Cheng Zhirang seriously asked, "Is it because of Wei Ling? She and I are just high school classmates, although she does speak in a way that can be unlikable sometimes. But it doesn’t matter, you don’t have to mind her."

It totally sounds like he avoided mentioning "she likes me," only emphasizing that Wei Ling’s way of speaking is indeed unlikable.

For him to call it unlikable shows Wei Ling’s tea was a bit too obvious.

Mu Qiu, on the other hand, became interested: "You could sense she’s unlikable? You never critique a lady like this."

"Remember she mentioned Jiang Kai? He’s also a classmate of mine, and both of his relationships ended due to Wei Ling."

"?"

Cheng Zhirang explained carefully, "It’s because she speaks this way to all the girlfriends of her male friends. Every girlfriend Jiang Kai brought home would argue with him because of what she said, and eventually they’d break up."

Mu Qiu showed an unbelievable expression: "Is there really such a storyline? So does she want every friend to orbit around her or does she simply like several people?"

"Maybe the former, but I don’t want to know. I rarely contact her, maybe once a year, not too clear on her situation."

Mu Qiu uncrossed her arms just as Cheng Zhirang was about to hold her hand again, but she quickly crossed them again.

"I’m still a bit unhappy. She wore clothes similar to mine!"

"..." Cheng Zhirang couldn’t help but pat her head, "You’re more beautiful."

"In what way? She looks really good too."

"... you have a better figure."

The hands went down again, she reached out on her own to take his hand.

"Great, I like hearing the truth. Let’s move on, keep walking ahead."

Cheng Zhirang shook his head with a smile mixed with tears, lovingly adjusted her hat.

"Do you feel hot? Maybe we should head back first, then."

"Then let’s head back. Do you have time this afternoon?"

"I do."

Mu Qiu brightened a bit: "Then maybe we’ll go out for a stroll again later? I want to explore here completely."

From now on, the villas in novels about rich people can be described in more detail.

Cheng Zhirang had no objections, pressed the hat tighter on her head: "Sure, I’ll take you out again this afternoon. Let’s go, we’re heading back."

"Hey, you messed up my hair."

"Sorry, is this better?"

"I can’t see. Speaking of seeing, Auntie really looks so young, I’ve never seen someone her age with such a good figure."

"It’s because she swims all the time."

Swimming has such benefits? She thoughtfully nodded, deciding to sign up for swimming lessons once she returned.

The two held hands tightly again, all the way until they stepped into the Cheng Family’s doorstep, confronting a man sitting in the living room reading documents.

Mu Qiu was taken aback.

The middle-aged man stood up: "Mu Qiu?" 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

"Yes, hello uncle."

"No need to be formal, take a seat."

Mu Qiu was indeed very formal, after sitting down she glanced again at the person in the main seat.

He looked so much like Cheng Zhirang. Except his voice was slightly deeper, which was different from Cheng Zhirang.

And surprisingly, he kept in very good shape, without the typical middle-aged man’s beer belly, graying hair, or sagging muscles. Without mentioning age, he looked at most forty.

But Cheng Zhirang was almost thirty, so he must be more than forty.

No wonder Cheng Zhirang looks so good, turns out good genes run in the family.