DCFRP Chapter 72

TL: Hua

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After Zhang Han finished speaking, he stole a glance at Xun Qian’s face.

From his angle, he could only see Xun Qian’s slightly frowned brows, his long eyelashes covering all the thoughts in her eyes, leaving only snow-white skin and a thin pursed lip.

No emotion could be seen.

Zhang Han’s heart was drumming. Xun Qian’s thoughts had become more and more difficult to read in the past two months.

That day, he chatted with Butler Cheng, and they both felt sorry for Xun Qian and Qi Xiaoyu.

He felt that these two people were really a perfect match, with the same intelligence and temperament, so how could they end up like this?

From his perspective, Zhang Han didn’t even understand why the two of them could sign the divorce agreement so calmly and never meet again, especially since Xun Qian was obviously still thinking about him.

Zhang Han looked at Xun Qian’s legs again and remembered Butler Cheng’s words, saying that Xun Qian’s legs had improved a lot recently and he could almost walk.

But Xun Qian was still sitting in the wheelchair, indifferent and sharp, giving people a very strong sense of oppression.

Therefore, Zhang Han only dared to say cautiously, “They invited Mr. Qi at this time… Third Master, do you want to go and take a look? What if something happens to Mr. Qi there…”

Xun Qian remained silent, turning the pen in his hand, and the atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

 

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On the other side, Qi Xiaoyu received a call from Ma Weiye, who wanted to invite him to lunch.

Before Qi Xiaoyu answered yes or no, Ma Weiye smiled softly and said, “Why? I sent you flowers, but you didn’t accept them. I invited you to a meal, but you didn’t come. Are you afraid of me?”

Qi Xiaoyu paused for a while.

Then he smiled and asked, “Where do you want to invite me for lunch? I have something to do in the afternoon, so I can’t go too far.”

After his phone call with Yu Xiaosheng yesterday, he probably guessed who Ma Weiye was.

He spent a night quickly recalling the story line that Ma Weiye had appeared in in the original work, and then immediately came to the conclusion that if Ma Weiye wanted to change his ending, according to what he was doing now, he had to involve many people.

So if Qi Xiaoyu would ruin the plot and cause something to backfire, then why wouldn’t Ma Weiye worry about negative consequences?

Ha, it seems that he is most likely to be tricked by Ma Weiye.

But he’d have to meet the person to confirm it.

Ma Weiye chuckled, “Then how about the restaurant opposite the Weihao Hotel? I’ll go and reserve a table.”

Qi Xiaoyu seemed to hesitate for a moment and agreed to the invitation for lunch.

When he arrived, Ma Weiye, like sending roses these days, really acted like he was going to pursue him. He found a revolving restaurant with Western style steak and champagne roses, helped him cut the steak, and affectionately said to him, “Why did you agree to have a meal with me today? Have you finally figured it out?”

Ma Weiye’s expression was even more spirited than the last time he saw Qi Xiaoyu. It seems things have been going smoothly for him recently.

He was dressed more formally than usual today, with a suit jacket over a T-shirt, no camera, good table manners, and a valuable mechanical watch with a star and moon disk on his wrist.

Qi Xiaoyu sat upright, holding a glass of wine and bringing a sip of wine to his mouth. Hearing this, he glanced over and said, “Of course I have to come if there’s free food.”

Ma Weiye was originally cutting steak. When he looked up at Qi Xiaoyu, he put down his fork and leaned back on the chair, staring at Qi Xiaoyu with interest from a distance.

In the past, Qi Xiaoyu was on guard against him, indifferent, and hostile to him. However, even a single movement or glance often tickled his heart, let alone Qi Xiaoyu’s relaxed and casual moments.

Ma Weiye crossed his legs and showed a rogue smile, “Not bad. Your state is getting better with each passing day.”

Qi Xiaoyu shrugged, looking indifferent. “It’s nothing; you were right before. Since I know the future direction, of course I have to avoid it as much as possible.”

Ma Weiye’s smile became wider. “That’s right.”

Qi Xiaoyu said “hmm” without comment, then put down the glass and lowered his head to eat steak.

The two men each finished the food on their plates, and the only sounds echoing in the restaurant were the tinkling of the piano and the scraping of knives and forks against plates.

After the meal, Ma Weiye offered to send Qi Xiaoyu back.

Qi Xiaoyu didn’t move and said coldly, “Wait a moment, there is one more thing I want to ask you.”

Ma Weiye laughed and said, “I will answer any questions.”

“It’s not a big deal, I just want to ask, after you’ve done so many things, aren’t you afraid of it backfiring?”

Ma Weiye stared at Qi Xiaoyu’s beautiful eyes and delicate yet sharp features, then pulled back his chair and stood up, spreading his hands, “No, I’m not afraid, because I don’t care about anyone; I only love myself.”

After that, he stared at Qi Xiaoyu’s lips pursed into a straight line for a while, then said, “What should I do? I really like you more and more when you’re like this. If you… don’t want me to give you a ride, then see you later.”

*****

In the following days, during Qi Xiaoyu’s busy work, Sunday soon arrived.

Qi Xiaoyu didn’t really want to go to this banquet anymore, but Yu Xiaosheng and Li Kun were getting ready, and there were people who knew he was going and asked him to meet at the banquet, so it was troublesome to say no at the last minute.

He thought about it and gave up.

That afternoon, Li Kun drove a newly bought Volkswagen SUV to take Qi Xiaoyu and Yu Xiaosheng to the Binjiang clubhouse.

Perhaps because of the recent good business, the Mao family held this dinner in a high-profile manner.

There were many tourists in the Binjiang area, but now, in order to hold the banquet, the surrounding area was fenced off and no idle people were allowed to pass.

At the entrance of the clubhouse, bodyguards in black suits stood in two rows.

When Qi Xiaoyu arrived, it was still a little while before the dinner started, yet the parking lot downstairs of the clubhousehouse was already full of luxury cars, basically gathering all the various brands.

Yu Xiaosheng got off and circled around the other cars, smacking his lips, “Tsk, tsk, tsk, what kind of people are coming here, all driving such nice cars? I’m embarrassed to park our car next to them.”

Just then, the door of a Maserati next to him opened, and a lady in a sling sequined dress got out.

She stepped out of the car in 9-centimeter-high stilettos, followed by two bodyguards.

Qi Xiaoyu was very gentlemanly and stepped aside to let her go first.

But this lady was very strange. She glanced at the Volkswagen SUV parked next to her, then at Qi Xiaoyu. While fiddling with her wavy, long hair hanging below her shoulders, a look of disdain flashed between her eyebrows. “Why did you come here? Isn’t it embarrassing?”

Qi Xiaoyu and the other two were stunned. Then they looked at each other, and from their eyes, they could tell that none of them knew this lady.

It was really inexplicable to be criticized by a stranger.

Unexpectedly, the lady snorted again, “I don’t know how the invitation card was sent out. Even a random 18th-tier celebrity can come.”

After that, she walked away with her bodyguards.

The three people present came back to their senses from this bizarre experience.

Yu Xiaosheng looked at the back of the woman, twisting her waist and hips, and cursed, “Who is this person? Is she mentally retarded?”

Li Kun, “From her tone, she’s targeting you, Xiaoyu.”

Qi Xiaoyu was also a little unhappy, but he suppressed it and didn’t comment further. He only said to the other two, “Let’s go in and take a look. We should meet again later. Don’t get work up; let’s see who she is first.”

Yu Xiaosheng and the other two nodded and followed Qi Xiaoyu into the clubhouse.

The three of them went to sign in, left gifts, and then entered.

It was even more lively after entering.

The lights were colorful, and the clothes were fragrant.

The decoration of the clubhouse was originally very high-end. Now it has been renovated to be even more dazzling. The wine on the table is all from the French Romanee-Conti winery, and the desserts served on three-layer cake plates are like works of art.

Handfuls of golden serving spoons and gold-rimmed cutlery shone so brightly that they were close to stacking gold brightly against the walls.

The guests are dressed to match their luxury cars. The ladies wear evening gowns, and the men wear three-piece suits, which are as gorgeous as walking on the red carpet.

Qi Xiaoyu has only attended Kang Qitao’s birthday party before.

After all, Kang Qitao is a person in literary and artistic circles, and he loves elegance. The birthday party is exquisite and low-key. The attendees are also artists recognized by him.

The style was nothing this luxurious.

But tonight is different. The Mao family is in business with real estate and entertainment companies.

The guests who came to attend included those from the entertainment industry, the screenwriting industry, and many business circles.

Before the dinner started, many people had already arrived, and the hall was full.

It can be seen that everyone attaches great importance to the birthday of the young master of the Mao family, or, in other words, at this critical juncture, everyone is trying to curry favor with the Mao family.

According to them, “The Xun family’s situation is uncertain. Third Master Xun was also lying low.”

“Oh, you know that he’s in poor health. It’s not certain whether he’s still alive or not. Otherwise, why hasn’t anyone seen him? If he were still alive, would he allow the Mao family to prosper like before?”

“Shhh, Boss Wang, you should be more cautious. No matter how volatile the Xun family’s stocks are, as long as Wanhai Real Estate is still in his hands, Weihao Hotel and Xingye Commercial are not going to collapse. We still have to rely on him to live.”

After this, the others echoed, “That’s right.”

“The Mao family is at best a rising star. They can’t be compared with the Xun family.”

“What you said makes sense, but that Third Master Xun never shows up, unlike the Mao family, who gave us a chance to get to know him and make friends.”

“Hehe, maybe he doesn’t like to meet people. What can you do to him?”

Qi Xiaoyu took a glass of wine and stood by the dining table, listening to what others were talking about. He didn’t say anything, as if these things had nothing to do with him.

Qi Xiaoyu now has a good reputation and status in the entertainment industry; he has also started his own company, acquired assets, and achieved social status.

But Star Entertainment alone is not very outstanding among this group of people.

Therefore, after he came over, not many people came to talk to him. Those who came one after another were those who had met him before in the entertainment industry.

The arrogant and impolite lady just now did not show up.

“Mr. Qi, you are here too. How are you? Have you been busy with work recently?”

Qi Xiaoyu had just finished talking to a fellow actor when a tall and thin man in a khaki suit and anti-blue light glasses came over.

Qi Xiaoyu looked at the person who came. He remembered that this was a screenwriter with the pen name Chu He.

They just added each other on WeChat last time.

Chuhe was a web writer before and wrote several big IP dramas. Later, he switched to screenwriting and was also very successful, producing many good films.

After adding WeChat, Chu He also actively sent his latest script to Qi Xiaoyu, and even sent the unpublished chapters to Qi Xiaoyu in advance.

Qi Xiaoyu took a break from his busy schedule and finished reading the entire script. It was a science fiction novel with a male lead, and he found the characters and story very interesting. He really wanted to buy it.

So the two of them started chatting about the script.

“Of course I am happy to sell the script to Star Entertainment. I only have one requirement that I hope Mr. Qi can agree to.” Chu He has been writing behind closed doors for many years. He has a very gentle and mild temperament. Although he said it’s a requirement, his tone was slow, as if it were a request.

“Hmm?”

He smiled slightly. “I hope Mr. Qi can be the leading actor.”

Chu He didn’t dare say that he was inspired to start serializing this novel after seeing the endorsement poster of Qi Xiaoyu wearing a motorcycle leather jacket a few months ago.

Qi Xiaoyu didn’t say yes or no, “I’ll go back and check the schedule. It would be my honor to be the lead actor in this story.”

Chu He still looked at Qi Xiaoyu. He found that Qi Xiaoyu looked very focused when talking to people, but with the writer’s delicacy and keenness, he noticed that Qi Xiaoyu was still a little absent-minded.

He also detected some subtle differences between Qi Xiaoyu and the person he had seen on the poster a few months ago, like sunken gold and cold jade.

As the two were talking, someone was holding a microphone in the middle of the stage in the hall.

“Thank you very much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to attend today’s birthday party. On behalf of the Mao Group, thank you all for coming.”

The voice came through the excellent sound system, sweet and delicate. Qi Xiaoyu recognized it as the woman in the sequined skirt downstairs just now.

Yu Xiaosheng and Li Kun also came back at some point.

Yu Xiaosheng leaned against the dining table and stopped beside Qi Xiaoyu. “Look, the host is the woman who just went crazy in the parking lot. Her name is Wang Wanyu.”

Yu Xiaosheng said, snorting twice with disdain, “But she is not just a host. I heard that she is the daughter of a family friend of the Mao family. I guess she wants to marry one of the sons of the Mao family in the future. She hasn’t even married into the Mao family, yet she is representing them. Tsk, with such a crazy temper, which man can stand it.”

Qi Xiaoyu listened and did not respond, because then several people from the Mao family walked onto the stage one by one.

At the end, Mao Chi, that is, Ma Weiye, walked out.

Li Kun looked at Mao Chi, who was dressed in a suit and had a buzz cut, and pinched his cheeks. “Isn’t that Xiao Wei? How could he be Mao Chi?”

After that, he looked at Qi Xiaoyu again. “Xiaoyu, you knew that a long time ago? Then why is he a photographer? Isn’t it good to be a rich second generation?”

Qi Xiaoyu answered halfheartedly, “It happened in the past two days.”

On the stage, Mao Chi’s father and several brothers spoke one by one, generally wishing their youngest son (brother) a happy birthday and thanking the guests who were here.

Then it’s Mao Chi’s turn to speak.

Mao Chi put away his usual carefree spirit but still looked unserious. He held the microphone, spoke while his eyes swept around the audience, and finally fell on Qi Xiaoyu and smiled.

Maybe among the Mao family, he was the youngest and the most handsome, and with the aura of tonight’s protagonist, this smile caused the ladies at the scene to exclaim a little, pushing the atmosphere in the clubhouse to a climax.

Then, after finishing his words, Mao Chi handed the microphone to Wang Wanyu, stepped down from the stage, walked around the crowd, and walked straight towards Qi Xiaoyu.

At the same time, a black Maybach drove into the parking lot downstairs of the clubhouse and was looking for a suitable parking space.

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