CHAPTER 96: CHAPTER 92: GIRLFRIEND

Back in the hotel room, Zhou Huaiyi’s head was still spinning, probably because she had been overwhelmed by too much stimulation at once...

First, her idol held her hand;

Then, the idol she had secretly admired for years confessed to her;

Finally, her idol asked her sincerely, "Can you be my girlfriend?"

"Oh my god! Yes! Absolutely yes! I can even marry you!"

Of course, this was Zhou Huaiyi’s more excited response later in the room...

The real answer, naturally, was—

Even though her heart was in a storm, she had to maintain a calm exterior.

Zhou Huaiyi bit her lip shyly, glancing at Xiang Qichen’s handsome face, and pretended to be calm as she lightly coughed and nodded with a smile on her lips: "Yes."

...

"Ahhhhh! I’m Xiang Qichen’s girlfriend now! I am! Xiang Qichen’s! Girlfriend now!" Zhou Huaiyi rolled endlessly on the bed, hugging a pillow, excited as if she’d been injected with adrenaline.

"I have a boyfriend... my boyfriend is Xiang Qichen! It’s Xiang Qichen!"

Afterwards, she took out her phone and changed all the notes about Xiang Qichen to "boyfriend," adding a red heart at the end.

Just as she finished changing the notes, this "boyfriend" sent a WeChat message: [Are you asleep?]

Zhou Huaiyi sat up, grinning from ear to ear: [Not yet]

[Boyfriend: Can’t sleep?]

[Zhou Luobu: A little]

The typing indicator showed he was inputting, and Zhou Huaiyi happily waited, accidentally catching sight of the silver bracelet on her right hand, suddenly recalling the time Xiang Qichen said he threw away her old bracelet.

So! Was he jealous then!

He thought the bracelet was from Cheng Yi, wasn’t happy, so he threw it away and bought one himself to give her?

[Zhou Luobu: Um... my old bracelet, did you really throw it away?]

[Boyfriend: Threw it away.]

[Boyfriend: Why? Can’t bear to?]

The words clearly carried a hint of displeasure.

With sweetness in her heart like honey, Zhou Huaiyi replied with a chuckle: [No, it’s good that you threw it away!]

Xiang Qichen was naturally pleased, and instead of typing, he sent a voice message saying, "Good girl."

His voice was deep, gentle, and magnetic.

Zhou Huaiyi immediately felt her blood rush from her feet to her head, her body temperature rising to the point where a mushroom cloud could burst from her head at any moment.

Such a voice...

She could listen to it for a year \(//∇//)\

A moment later, another five-second voice message came: "Don’t play with your phone, sleep earlier, we need to go to Yi City by noon tomorrow, good night."

Zhou Huaiyi clicked to listen three or four times, then replied with an audio message: "Okay, good night."

After finishing the chat, Xiang Qichen didn’t go to rest immediately but grabbed his jacket and the Cayenne car key from the bedside before heading out.

When he arrived at the guest lounge, Fu Weiheng was already there, leisurely leaning on the sofa with a glass of red wine.

Xiang Qichen took the keys out of his pocket and handed them to him, "Thanks."

"I don’t want to talk to you about this." Fu Weiheng took a sip of his red wine, pushed the document folder on the coffee table with his hand, and straightforwardly said, "Sign it, the condition you agreed to last night."

Xiang Qichen picked it up and quickly scanned it, his eyebrows slightly knitted: "Five years of free endorsement?"

Fu Weiheng raised an eyebrow, saying nothing.

Xiang Qichen pursed his lips, staring at the contract’s content, grumbling internally: A schemer, isn’t he losing out no matter how you look at it?

But thinking it over, at least it resulted in a good outcome with Zhou Huaiyi, so Xiang Qichen took a bold move, swiftly signing his name.

Fu Weiheng was very satisfied, collected the folder, and stood up: "I’ll contact your manager in a few days."

Xiang Qichen nodded, not yet having time to say goodbye before Fu Weiheng suddenly pulled a postcard from his coat pocket, handing it to Xiang Qichen with a playful tone, "I heard your girlfriend is a fan of mine?"

Xiang Qichen’s gaze darkened as he took it, flipping it over to read the message after Fu Weiheng left.

He saw Fu Weiheng’s flamboyant signature with a line beneath it saying, "Your boyfriend’s violin skills need improvement."

Xiang Qichen’s face instantly turned black, nearly crushing the item in his hand.

Ha, idol? Nonexistent.

——

The next day, both got up early, had breakfast, and headed to the airport lounge.

In the VIP lounge, Yang Li looked tired, probably didn’t sleep well, appearing a bit listless; in contrast, Zhou Huaiyi had been smiling from ear to ear since breakfast, humming a little tune, in an extremely good mood.

She happily turned her head to look at Yang Li sitting beside her and asked, "Yang Li, is your cold better?"

Yang Li, lacking energy, spoke lethargically, unable to muster any enthusiasm: "Almost better."

Zhou Huaiyi smiled, "Rest well, rest well."

Yang Li’s eye twitched, couldn’t resist asking curiously, "What are you so happy about this early in the morning?"

Zhou Huaiyi innocently said, "Guess?"

Yang Li: "..."

Xiang Qichen happened to come out of the bathroom just then; ever since Fu Weiheng had tricked him last night, his expression had been calm, with no fluctuations, making Zhou Huaiyi suddenly anxious...

Could it be that the idol... regretted it...

After contemplating for a while, Zhou Huaiyi shrank her neck and asked him quietly, "Qi Chen... what’s... wrong with you..."

Xiang Qichen heard her, looked over for a moment, then smiled, beckoning her with a finger: "Come over here."

Zhou Huaiyi obediently scooted next to him, sitting upright.

"I’m fine." He smiled broader, lifting his hand to ruffle her hair, "You don’t need to be so serious."

Zhou Huaiyi: "Oh."

Yang Li, watching from the corner with a sidelong glance: Oh my god! What’s going on! Did you catch him!