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âWhatâs the matter? I canât have anything wrong with me,â Rong Yan said with complete composure, not feeling distressed at all. In the past, such news might have caused her a twinge of pain, but right now she truly had no special feelings about it.
For one thing, she was used to it.
Another, more important reason was that she was in an exceptionally good mood today, so good that even if she heard some not-so-great news, she could easily brush it off.
âIs that what you wanted to tell me?â
âLittle Demon Rong, are you really okay?â Lin Xinbei wasnât reassured, as his relationship with Rong Yan went beyond friendship. To him, Rong Yan was a confidant, making her one of the most important people in his life next to his parents. The last thing he wanted was to see Rong Yan get hurt, âIf I had known, I wouldnât have told you!â
âEven if you didnât tell me, I would have seen the news tomorrow. Do you think Rong Weiwei wouldnât seize the opportunity to put out a press release about finally getting her hands on such a resource? She would never give up a chance to elevate her status and take me down at the same time!â
She understood Rong Weiwei too well; with her personality, how could she miss an opportunity to raise her profile and simultaneously trample on someone?
âRather than wait until tomorrow to see the news, itâs better that you told me.â
âYouâre really okay?â Lin Xinbei was puzzled as her voice sounded quite open-minded and not at all like she was holding back upset emotions, âYouâre not angry?â
Rong Yan shrugged her shoulders and said calmly, âWhy would I be angry? Itâs not like I financed her movie. Itâs their money; they can spend it however they like, it has nothing to do with me.â
âYou called just to tell me this, right?â Rong Yanâs heart was undisturbed, the epitome of serenity, âOkay, Iâve got it. Iâm going to hang up now, time to take a shower!â
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Before she could hang up, Lin Xinbei stopped her.
âWhatâs up?â Rong Yan paused, puzzled.
There was a secondâs pause on the other end of the phone, then a deep breath before he spoke with serious intent, âHappy Birthday! Another year older, huh!â
Rong Yan, another year older, ââ¦â How was she supposed to stop herself from wanting to hit him?
âHaha, just kidding. Wishing you an eternal 18, happiness and joy, good health every day!â
Happiness, joy, health⦠indeed, the most straightforward three blessings. The corners of Rong Yanâs mouth curled up slightly, her bright eyes smiling, âThanks.â
âIâve sent your birthday gift by courier, old rules. I bought it early; it will arrive tomorrow, remember to collect the package!â
Lin Xinbei had sent her a birthday gift every year, always something inexpensive but thoughtful. During the hard years she lived abroad, one of the few pleasures was guessing what he would send for her birthday.
âSure, Iâll treat you to a meal sometime.â
âThat works, letâs talk about it when Iâm less busy. Alright, I wonât keep you. Iâve been out for a while, the old folks are probably getting antsy.â The person on the other end of the phone seemed busy, and not long after finishing the sentence, the call ended.
Rong Yan put away her phone, and Gu Linxiâs message also came through.
Apart from wishing her a happy birthday, he had also sent a big red envelope.
Aside from Gu Linxi, she had gradually received several birthday wishes from friends she knew.
Rong Yan accepted the red envelope, having already cast aside the ânewsâ Lin Xinbei had just told her about, picked up her clothes, and headed to the bathroom to take a showerâ¦
In the study a few meters away, the phone of the man who was in a meeting also vibrated, receiving a text message sent by certain someone.