The two of them chatted simply.
Fu Shiyan was someone who extremely knew his limits, never too clingy or persistent. Every chat and its conclusion were always just right.
Even Xia Xin felt embarrassed to accuse Fu Shiyan of having ulterior motives.
Fu Shiyan definitely had ulterior motives!
"Lili, what did President Fu just call you in the voice message?" Xia Xin had just heard a nickname that was far too intimate!
President Fu’s intentions were as plain as day to everyone!
Jiangli, however, was utterly clueless. "What did he say?"
"Lili, listen to it again!" Xia Xin, somewhat anxious, played the message for Jiangli once more.
That’s when Jiangli heard that Fu Shiyan’s last address to her was "Lili."
She played it again to listen.
Seeing this, Xia Xin thought she had noticed it too, and quickly said, "Lili, did you hear that? President Fu really has a thing for you, I feel like he’s setting a trap!"
Jiangli looked up at him, her face indifferent, "So what? We’re friends, and there’s no problem with him calling me Lili. Fu Lang calls me Lili too."
Fu’er realized something wasn’t right, and glancing at Xia Xin’s cracking demeanor then at Jiangli, he said, "Lili, um, I think Xia Xin is right. This President Fu might really fancy you."
Jiangli still didn’t seem to care, "So what? I’ve had many devotees and disciples in the past who liked me. What’s the big deal?"
"Liking someone and liking can be different!" Fu’er coughed.
Jiangli understood: "I know, Xia Xin told me, there’s a kind of liking where you want to marry. But I think it’s fine even if President Fu likes me. He’s not causing me any trouble. Why are you guys so worried?"
Moreover, Jiangli could sense from Fu Shiyan’s contacts that he had a deep fondness for her.
It was Xia Xin and Fu’er who were overthinking it.
Hearing this, Xia Xin could only inwardly lament that President Fu’s schemes were far too deep.
Fu Shiyan seemed to understand Jiangli very well.
Every conversation was just so measured, at most containing subtle, inadvertent approaches and probes.
They weren’t nauseatingly sweet, indeed not leaving anyone feeling uncomfortable.
Fu Shiyan seemed to have a precise grip on Jiangli’s subtle thoughts, handling them with steady assurance.
Xia Xin thought that if Lili were to be handled by President Fu in the future...
It wouldn’t be surprising at all.
Having thought this far, Xia Xin sighed and said to Fu’er, "Let’s just eat."
Each person has their own fate; he couldn’t meddle in Lili’s affairs.
Lili was right, President Fu... actually had quite good qualifications in many aspects.
Forget it, let things take their course.
Xia Xin chose to lie flat.
Hearing this, Fu’er didn’t know what else to say.
As they watched Jiangli continue eating without showing any hint of disturbance, Fu’er chose to silently drop the topic.
After Jiangli and Xia Xin finished their meal and tidied up, ready to leave, it was already past seven in the evening.
There was still a hint of light in the sky.
But it would take some time to rush from here to Cai Wenxin’s company.
By the time they arrived there, it would probably be dark.
Jiangli gauged that the timing was about right, so she left with Xia Xin.
Xia Xin held paper money and candles, following behind Jiangli.
As they set off, Xia Xin sent a message to Cai Wenxin, asking for her company’s address and explaining that they wanted to pay their respects.
Cai Wenxin quickly sent a location.
The place where Cai Wenxin worked wasn’t in the city center but in a slightly remote area. However, it was a new development zone and quite prosperous.
When Jiangli and Xia Xin arrived by car at the entrance of Cai Wenxin’s company, night had fully fallen.
Around eight o’clock in the evening, the area was all industrial. Most companies were usually still working overtime; those who did not work overtime had gone home by this time, and there weren’t many people on the streets.