Yang Zhenye certainly knew his place in Mi Xue’s heart.
At that time, when Mi Xue failed to win over Yifan, he, as a friend of Yifan, became Mi Xue’s target.
In the beginning, he felt somewhat thrilled, believing it was his good fortune that a cosmopolitan woman like Mi Xue took a liking to him.
It was only later that he discovered Mi Xue pursued him merely to spite Yifan. She never got to flaunt him in Yifan’s face before Yifan fell ill.
Once she heard Yifan was sick, she immediately broke up with him, but she didn’t leave him at a disadvantage, introducing him to Mingzhu Mall and even securing him a manager position.
It was only later that he found out Mingzhu Mall belonged to her uncle’s family.
After taking a bath, Xiaofeng walked to the balcony, opened the window, and stood in a high-rise in Haicheng, looking down below.
A big city is a big city. Even in this era, it felt like the twenty-first century, with incessant traffic, fashionable girls, and people hustling in every corner to make a living.
After watching for a while, she started to feel sleepy and returned to bed, planning to take a nap first.
Ye Cheng, wearing a black shirt, led the way, with Ye Fei and a few others closely following his pace, hurrying to keep up with the young master.
It was said that the Quan Family’s Erbao and Sanbao were currently staying at Mingzhu Hotel; the young master seemed intent on personally capturing them and bringing them back.
"Brother," a beautiful young girl opened the door, wearing an attractive dress and a crystal bracelet on her wrist, she looked outside, "those people have left, doesn’t that mean we can go back now?"
A boy in a white shirt also peeked his head out to look, finding the hotel corridor deserted, only the dim yellow light illuminating the passage.
If you looked carefully, you would notice that these two resembled each other quite closely, their eyes and eyebrows were startlingly similar. The only difference was one had long hair and the other had short hair.
The boy gently closed the door and pulled the girl inside, "They’ve left, which means we’re safe now. We don’t need to go anywhere, it’s better to stay right here. I believe our parents will definitely send someone to pick us up."
"Brother, do you know who brought us here?" The girl couldn’t figure out who it was.
"It must be someone we know," the boy said nonchalantly. "But it’s clear that the person only wanted to scare us and not really harm us."
The girl touched her stomach with a look of distress, "Brother, I’m a little hungry, can we go out and get something to eat?" She missed home terribly, longing for her mom and dad after being away for several days.
The boy felt his pocket, "I’ve got a few tens of dollars left. It should be enough for us to have a meal. Come on, let’s go downstairs and eat."
"What if our parents come looking for us and we’re not here?" The girl worried again.
"We’ll leave a note," the boy suggested as he searched for a pen and paper in the drawer. After scribbling a few words, he led the girl out of the room.
There was a knock on Xiaofeng’s door, with Ershun calling from outside, "Sister-in-law, have you gone to bed? Brother and I are heading down to grab something to eat. Will you come with us, or should we bring something back for you?"
Xiaofeng yawned and got up from the bed, "Let’s go, we’ll go together."
She hadn’t eaten well on the train, so she had to make sure to have a good meal this time.
The third-floor restaurant was not crowded, with only a few tables occupied.
As Xiaofeng sat down to order, before she could start, a boy quickly took the seat across from her, lamenting, "Feng, why is the food so expensive here? It seems like we can’t afford to eat. Maybe we should just leave and see if there’s something else to eat outside."
One dish alone cost more than ten yuan, which would cost thirty yuan for him and his sister to eat.
He probably didn’t have thirty yuan in his pocket.
Wu Ershun, seeing the young man who had suddenly come over, puzzledly asked Xiaofeng, "Sister-in-law, is this your friend?"
Xiaofeng looked at the boy. He was handsome, with eyes clear and bright, like pearls, as if plucked from a comic book’s beautiful young protagonist.
Xiaofeng was also surprised, when had she made acquaintances in Haicheng? And yet, the person came up calling her name directly, clearly recognizing her.
But she was certain that she did not know him.
The boy looked at Xiaofeng, then at the two people opposite her, and an embarrassed expression crossed his face, "Sorry, sorry, I mistook this lady for my sister, my apologies." He offered two apologies before leaving.
Seeing the girl at the next table still examining the menu, she walked up and dragged her away, "Let’s leave this place quickly, we can’t afford anything here."
"Brother," the girl complied obediently, "I just heard you say sorry, who were you apologizing to just now, did you offend someone?"
"No, I mistakenly thought a sister was you." The boy now had his back to the sister from before and couldn’t let his sister take a look, "Her back looked so much like yours that in my haste, I thought it was you. But it wasn’t; she looked older than you, and she seemed to be pregnant."
"So there really is someone in the world who looks just like me." The girl was thrilled by her brother’s words, "How much do they look alike, exactly the same?"
The girl was very eager to see this stranger who resembled her but was not related by blood.
"Not alike, not at all, it’s just the back that looks similar." Seeing the waiter approaching, the boy stood up straight and began to lead his sister out.
It’s not like they have to eat here; there’s no rule stating they must dine here.
"Really not alike? You’re not lying to me?"
"Why would I lie to you?" The boy was only surprised at how he could have been so mistaken, confusing two people who didn’t look alike at all, even thinking the stranger was his sister.
Just as the two reached the hotel lobby and saw three people not far away, the girl shouted, "Brother Ye Fei, Brother Ye Fei."
Ye Fei, hearing the call and seeing Erbao and Sanbao not far away, said to Ye Cheng, "Young Master, it’s the Quan Family’s Erbao and Sanbao."
Ye Cheng also saw Erbao and Sanbao running toward them and stopped.
"Cheng ge, is it really you?" When the girl saw the man across from her, she cheered joyously, "Cheng ge, you’re back, when did you come back? Did you come specifically to pick up me and brother?"
Ye Cheng, looking at the two, said without any superfluous words, "Where are you two going?"
"We’re going to have dinner."
Ye Cheng glanced at Ye Fei, "Take them to eat first."
As the girl watched Cheng ge continue upstairs, she asked in confusion, "Fei ge, where is my Cheng ge going?"
"To meet someone. Come on, I’ll take you to eat. After dinner, we’ll head back to the Imperial Capital," Ye Fei led the brother and sister out.
"Sister-in-law, why is the food in Haicheng sweet? Are you used to it?" Wu Ershun didn’t really like Haicheng cuisine; it was too sweet and tasted bland to him.
Having been to many places in her past life, Xiaofeng was accustomed to various local cuisines. She was not unfamiliar with Haicheng, and being here again felt like a long-missed warmth.
"I’m easy to feed and not picky about food," Xiaofeng smiled, "If you don’t like these dishes, we can order something else."
Wu Ershun glanced at his older brother, who was eating, and silently picked up his chopsticks, "Occasionally eating these is good too."
Not far away, Mi Xue walked over in high heels, accompanied by Yang Zhenye.
Mi Xue stopped directly in front of Xiaofeng, looked down at Su Xiaofeng from above, "Oh, you’re having a meal."
Wu Yifan looked up at Mi Xue and Yang Zhenye, his expression indifferent, "Mi Xue, please leave others out of our issues. Some things have nothing to do with her."
Mi Xue let out a cold laugh, her voice sharp under her delicate makeup, "Wu Yifan, are you pained already before I’ve even made a move on her? Seeing how protective you are, could she be the wife you’ve brought home? Though I heard that’s not the case."
As if Wu Yifan owed her something, had Wu Yifan pained for her? Was he qualified? When she threw away her love letter all those years ago, she didn’t consider that Wu Yifan would have a day like today.
"Ah, who are you? If you’re my brother’s classmate, we’re happy to have you join us for a meal. But if you’re here to cause trouble, I’m sorry, please leave; we don’t want to stir up or be involved in any trouble," Wu Ershun said, clearly displeased with Mi Xue’s words.
What was this woman doing coming up here making her presence felt for no reason?
All they were doing was eating, yet she still came to cause a scene.
"Who am I?" Mi Xue glanced at Wu Yifan with a sneer, observing as he had put down his chopsticks and was leisurely wiping his hands with a tissue, hands that were no longer presentable, yet some actions still remained graceful.
She just didn’t understand how someone from such a modest background could be associated with elegance.
"Zhenye, tell them who I am," Mi Xue wasn’t a celebrity in Haicheng, but she was still a notable figure, not someone to be trifled with lightly.
Yang Zhenye glanced at the three members of the Wu family and started with a smile. "Yifan, you know about Mi Xue’s background. There are many people in her family engaged in politics and business. Not to mention distant relatives, even this hotel and Mingzhu Mall are owned by Mi Xue’s uncle."
Xiaofeng listened to Yang Zhenye’s introduction and narrowed her eyes slightly as she observed Yang Zhenye and Mi Xue.