âWhy the formality with me?â Li Beiting finally smiled.
Having not seen Xu Chaomu for five years, she had become even more beautiful. From her appearance, she didnât look like an eighteen-year-old girl anymore, with more of a young womanâs charm and restraint.
Especially when she smiled, she looked exceptionally lovely.
He only knew Xu Chaomu had returned, but because he had been busy with the Li Familyâs company affairs, he hadnât had time to ask about her. He hadnât expected to run into her today by chance.
âBeiting, this isâ¦â The girl in the passenger seat began to ask.
She had been staring at Xu Chaomu for quite a while, looking left and right, not recognizing her.
But anyone appearing in this villa area was sure to be of no ordinary status.
Li Beiting turned his head and said to her, âThis is Xu Chaomu, an old friend of mine, Shen Chiâs sister.â
Upon hearing Shen Chiâs name, the girl suddenly understood; she smiled gracefully, âHello, Miss Xu, my name is Mi Fei, âMiâ as in rice, âFeiâ as in fragrance. You can call me Feifei or Xiaomi, whichever you prefer.â
Seeing the smile on Mi Feiâs face, Xu Chaomu, for some reason, found she couldnât smile.
Her heart felt a pang of melancholy; she stood there, dazed.
The hand holding the parasol trembled slightly; Mi Fei⦠she didnât know her.
âMiss Xu, hello.â Mi Fei greeted her smilingly once more.
Xu Chaomu snapped out of it and gave a polite smile in response, âHello, Miss Mi.â
âJust call me Feifei, thatâs what everyone calls me.â
Mi Fei was a pretty girl, easy-going and well-mannered. Xu Chaomu took a careful look at her; this girl couldnât be more than twenty-three or twenty-four at most.
She wore a light yellow dress and light makeup, looking very elegant and carrying the air of a lady from a well-established family.
âLi, you havenât introduced me yet. Who is this beautiful miss?â Xu Chaomu inquired of Li Beiting.
âFiancée,â Li Beiting said indifferently.
Fiancée⦠what an ironic term.
A sting shot through Xu Chaomuâs heart at that wordâfiancée, fiancéeâ¦
This Mi Fei was Li Beitingâs fiancée.
Five years had passed, indeed things and people change.
Li Beiting was still Li Beiting, but he had become much more composed and reserved, and the girl by his side had changed to Mi Fei.
Perhaps she had misunderstood. She had always thought that Li Beiting liked Yu Weiwei.
Maybe, she had read it wrong all along.
âYour fiancée is very beautiful,â Xu Chaomu said with a smile in the sunlight.
She knew her smile was forced, but she couldnât really bring herself to dislike this girl in front of her.
At least she wasnât like Jian Sisi.
The girl was petite and cute, and very polite; Xu Chaomu just couldnât find it in her to dislike her.
âThank you,â Mi Fei smiled again, âMiss Xu, you are also very beautiful. Are you going out somewhere?â
âJust Chaomu is fine,â Xu Chaomu replied, âIâll wait for a taxi, you guys go ahead.â
âBeiting, why donât you give Chaomu a ride? Look at this sun, itâs terribly hot, and sheâs a girl, she might get tanned. Plus, itâs difficult to hail a cab around here, isnât it?â
Mi Fei shook Li Beitingâs arm, seeking his opinion.
âNo need, really, Iâll keep waiting a bit longer. If thereâs still no taxi, Iâll ask Xiaogao to drive me,â Xu Chaomu said.
Li Beiting spoke up, âChaomu, itâs been a long time. Let me give you a lift.â
Xu Chaomu didnât want to disturb the coupleâs atmosphere, and besides, she was feeling somewhat unsettled.
Conveniently, just at that moment, a taxi emerged from inside the villa area, apparently having just dropped off a customer.
Xu Chaomu hurried to the roadside to flag it down, truly a lifesaver.
âMr. Li, Miss Mi, goodbye, Iâm getting in the taxi now!â Xu Chaomu turned and waved at them.
Mi Fei also smiled and waved back, while Li Beiting rested his hands on the steering wheel, merely smiling back as a gesture.
As soon as Xu Chaomu got into the taxi, she put away the parasol.
Li Beitingâs car was still in place, but the taxi drove off first.
âThis Splendid World place really is full of rich people; Iâve never seen a car worth less than two million,â the taxi driver remarked after having just seen Li Beitingâs Maserati.
âMister, there are poor people too, like me,â Xu Chaomu said, laughing.
âYoung lady, you must be joking. How many poor people can there be that come here?â
Besides, the driver had seen clearly enough; the young lady had just been speaking with the owner of the Maserati.
âMister, youâre wrong there. Think about it, the Jia Residence in âDream of the Red Chamberâ was rich, wasnât it? And yet, they had poor relatives like Granny Liu. Iâm that Granny Liu.â
Xu Chaomuâs words made the driver laugh heartily, and they actually made some sense.
After chatting with the driver for a bit, she still felt a little anxious inside.
Mi Fei was Li Beitingâs fiancée, but what about Weiwei? How was Weiwei doing now?
When she had called Weiwei back then, it was through a number obtained from someone else; she wasnât very clear about Weiweiâs current situation.
âMiss, where are you going?â the driver asked.
âOh, to the Sunshine Institute,â Xu Chaomu came back to reality.
Shen Chi had taken her phone, so she couldnât call Yu Weiwei, but thankfully she remembered the name of her institute; she could just go there directly.
She wondered if, after five years apart, Yu Weiwei still remembered her.
Er⦠the driver was a bit taken aback. A young lady heading to a male research institute? Still, it wasnât his place to pry too much.
But Xu Chaomu was proactive in asking, âMister, whatâs the Sunshine Institute like?â
âEr⦠I havenât been there, so I donât know much about it,â the driver quickly disclaimed any connection.
âI mean, like, its reputation, its level of service?â
âThat institute is new, but it quickly gathered some fame, and they put a lot of effort into their advertising.â
Xu Chaomu smiled; that kid really did well for herself.
Back in school, Yu Weiwei was always buried in an anatomy book, determined to specialize in andrology.
At that time, Xu Chaomu thought it was just a whim, something impulsive, and didnât take it seriously, but it turned out she indeed realized her dream.
In contrast to Yu Weiwei, she seemed to have achieved nothing.
But she had her dreams too. Itâs just that compared to Yu Weiwei, they seemed rather lackluster.
Her dream was to tease Shen Chi, kiss Shen Chi, and knock Shen Chi over.
If that could count as a dream, then she seemed to have⦠accomplished it?
Pfft, she chuckled at herself, truly lacking ambition.
So should her next dream be to knock over all sorts of pretty-faced guys?
Tall ones with long legs, those with good looksâ¦
Try each one in turn?
The sun shone through the window onto her face; she lifted her hand slightly to block some of the light.
She leaned against the window, her lips continually adorned with a faint smile.
She wondered how Yu Weiwei had changed. She must still be optimistic, surely.
That was their promiseâto be roaches that couldnât be squashed.
But leaving her for five years, not saying goodbye when she left, she felt rather apologetic about that.