Zhang Lu’s words made Chu Mengyao brighten up, as she also believed that Ye Fan would never leave without saying goodbye. The thought of Ye Fan’s appearance filled her heart with anticipation.
"Thank you," Chu Mengyao said to Zhang Lu with gratitude.
"You’re welcome," Zhang Lu chuckled softly.
The three women waited anxiously, and the atmosphere became very quiet, with only the ticking of the clock echoing.
Shen Yahut was not very patient. Her understanding of Ye Fan was not deep, so she wasn’t sure if Ye Fan would appear.
Zhang Lu was extremely confident, believing her judgment of people was infallible. She didn’t mention cooperating with Chu Group again, as Chu Mengyao wasn’t in the mood to discuss business at that moment. Besides, whether the deal would succeed depended on Ye Fan’s performance. If Ye Fan agreed to help, all would be well; if not, there could be no cooperation with Chu Group.
Chu Mengyao waited patiently, full of determination, as if ready to witness seas run dry and rocks crumble.
Suddenly, the door of the villa opened, and the eyes of the three women focused intently in one direction.
Chu Mengyao was especially anxious, her eyes shining, almost rising to run over.
Entering the villa was not Ye Fan, but naturally, it was Chu Biyao, Chu Mengyao’s twin sister, who canceled all her work to hurriedly return home.
"Dear sister, your cute little sister is back home," Chu Biyao shouted joyfully, sprinting swiftly.
Rushing into the hall, she saw Chu Mengyao, Zhang Lu, and Shen Yahut staring at her without blinking, and she was slightly stunned.
"Don’t look at me like that. I’m getting embarrassed," Chu Biyao giggled sweetly. Seeing her sister’s haggard appearance, she immediately darted over like a rabbit, calling joyfully, "Sister, your little sister is back."
Chu Biyao nestled beside her sister, embracing her tightly, and Chu Mengyao relaxed, opening her arms to hug her back.
"Crying like a little cat, your eyes are even swollen. You, as an elder sister, are embarrassing me. It’s just a man who’s gone. If I step in, even if he hides in the deep mountains, I can catch him for you. You’re too upset," Chu Biyao said, tenderly stroking Chu Mengyao’s red swollen eyes, with a hint of anger.
"Why did you come back?" Chu Mengyao asked, not mentioning anything else.
"How could you not tell me about having a love interest? Luckily, I’m smart and took a look at the surveillance footage in my spare time. I was shocked by what I saw, which caused me to rush back in a hurry. Just when I was about to board, I received a call from mom," Chu Biyao pouted, her expression turning angry when mentioning her mom.
"What love interest? Just a friend," Chu Mengyao explained, uncertain of her emotions.
"You’re lying to yourself," Chu Biyao puffed her cheeks and poked Chu Mengyao’s forehead.
The two sisters chatted there, while Shen Yahut and Zhang Lu looked on with wide mouths and eyes, not knowing what to say about the identical twins before them.
It was Zhang Lu’s first time meeting Chu Biyao. Although she had seen her several times on screen, the younger generation in her family were very enamored with Chu Biyao, so she had some understanding of this beautiful star.
Shen Yahut, even as Chu Mengyao’s secretary, had never seen her in person but finally had the chance.
However, the real person was vastly different from the pure goddess on screen. She wasn’t a star goddess but simply like a little girl. Although it was impossible to understand Chu Biyao’s daily life, meeting her up close gave Shen Yahut a more accurate impression compared to her mysterious goddess image; the impact of the real person was truly overwhelming.
"The national goddess looks , quite unlike the unreachable figure of legend," Shen Yahut thought dazedly.
In the public’s mind, Chu Biyao has many titles, such as pure goddess and the most perfect goddess in history, with the national goddess being the most prominent. Mentioning the national goddess, everyone knew who she was referring to.
After exchanging a warm greeting with her sister, Chu Biyao looked playfully at Shen Yahut, lifted her chin, and said, "Judging by your astonished gaze, you seem to be disappointed in me?"
"No, I just didn’t expect the once distant national goddess to have such a down-to-earth side," Shen Yahut chuckled awkwardly.
"It’s different on stage and off stage. You’re supposed to be my sister’s secretary and went abroad for further education, yet you don’t even understand this. I look down on you. Ignorance is truly frightening. Haven’t you heard the saying ’No hero in the eyes of a servant’?" Chu Biyao teased.
Knowing Shen Yahut works alongside her sister, Chu Biyao had some understanding of her; she wouldn’t let any peculiar characters near her sister, whether good or bad.
"I’ve been taught; it was my loss of composure," Shen Yahut said earnestly, enlightened by Chu Biyao’s simple words. Taking ’No hero in the eyes of a servant’ as an example, it’s a Western proverb. Heroes are great in others’ minds, shrouded in mysterious glory, but in the eyes of their servants, they eat, drink, defecate, and sleep, just like ordinary people.
Therefore, a hero isn’t particularly remarkable in a servant’s eyes; he’s just a person.
The situation is similar to Chu Biyao’s. On stage, she’s a dazzling legend; off stage, she’s simply a woman, even a girl.
Chu Biyao glanced mischievously at Zhang Lu, smiling, "You’re the beauty whose pants got ripped, aren’t you?"
"How do you know?" Zhang Lu’s expression darkened. She held no significant sentiment toward Chu Biyao. After all, she was just a celebrity, and for someone who often dealt with life and death like Zhang Lu, their worlds were far removed.
Only Ye Fan and Chu Mengyao knew about the incident with her pants. Naturally, she suspected Chu Mengyao leaked it; otherwise, why would Chu Biyao know? Seeing the sisters’ close relationship, however, she remained composed. It’s only natural for sisters to share everything.
"Don’t glare, and don’t overthink it. The villa has surveillance; I know everything. If you need the footage, I can burn you a copy to see your angry and embarrassed expressions," Chu Biyao’s eyes sparkled, glancing around mischievously.
"Surveillance?" Zhang Lu was shocked. For such an expert, the fact she hadn’t noticed was truly baffling.