Chapter Twenty: New Year's Calendar

  All the way, Matthew diligently asked Dong Zhiyu questions.

  "Will Miss Dong be dining with us tonight?"

  "No, the only ones who will be dining with you for a while are Mr. Chen Xianbo and Professor Gu Yanxi. Mr. Chen studied in the United States when he was young and his English is very fluent, so I won't need to interpret for him."

  "Then can I ask Mr. Chen to have you accompany me?"

  "Thank you for your kind intentions, Mr. Hansen," said Dong Zhiyu respectfully, "I have a date with my boyfriend tonight."

  She said half-truths, sending the pedestrians to the meeting hall. She also had to rush to Yejingling. The boyfriend in her mouth was Ye Mingtian. Now, the good things at Jiming Temple and Dingjia Bridge all knew that they were in a relationship. Thanks to Huaijin, everyone spread rumors that Dong Zhiyu took the initiative to pursue Ye Mingtian. And she went to Yejingling, of course not to meet Ye Mingtian, naturally he would be there too. She went to Yejingling to hand over the list of cultural relics and the list of antique dealers tonight to Fu Qiu Sheng.

  "Call me Matthew, may I have your name?"

  "You're welcome."

  Matthew doesn't seem to be deterred by the term "boyfriend", Dong Zhiyu felt deeply disappointed, she didn't want and couldn't get entangled with any of these people, otherwise it would easily lead to trouble.

  "What's your boyfriend's name?"

  His surname is Ye and his name is Mingtian.

  "That's interesting. So where do you guys usually go on dates?"

  Dong Zhiyu wanted to say "shut up", but politely and mechanically said: "Not sure. Usually, we all gather at the nightclub every Saturday night, and Ming Tian and I will go play."

  "That's very interesting." Matthew repeated the boring comment with a smile and a slight smirk.

  "Besides my private matters, are there any other questions you'd like me to answer?"

  "No, Zhi Yu." This ordinary name was called out in a strange tone.

  The sedan drove all the way to the new city hall, and as soon as they entered, there was not a single guest inside. The waiters were all dressed up waiting, it seemed that this hall had been booked for tonight. Following the attendant led the group to the second floor, Chen Xianbo stood up to greet them, Dong Zhiyu's task was now complete, and he shook hands with each of the guests to bid farewell.

  "I look forward to seeing you again." Matthew bowed his head and kissed her hand once more, his eyebrows slightly raised, his eyes filled with deep affection.

  Leaving the New Metropolis Hotel, Dong Zhiyu followed Xu Genbao's car back home. She had a list of today's guests and detailed information about their accommodations. After returning home, she used a mixture of sodium nitrite and starch to copy these onto the back of another month on the calendar, changed her clothes, applied red lipstick, and let the calendar dry. Then, she called for a rickshaw to head to Night Golden City.

  It was just the time when Night Golden City started to get lively, Dong Zhiyu had just arrived at the entrance, Ye Mingtian immediately stuck up, asking about the cold and warmth, it had only been a day since they last met, but he seemed as if he had endured for a year.

  On the other side, Zhou Biqing saw them from afar and pulled a few women beside her towards the direction of the two standing at the door, pointing and covering their mouths to laugh. Dong Zhiyu blinked his eyes - when did Zhou Biqing learn to cover her mouth with her hand while laughing? But then she saw everyone looking over here, each face flushed with a hint of redness, their expressions ambiguous and unclear, as if it was not Dong Zhiyu who had an affair with Ye Mingtian, but rather these women.

  They were teased by the girls, Dong Zhiyu felt uncomfortable in her heart, so she shifted her gaze away. Ye Mingtian, on the other hand, was even more delighted to see everyone like this, and he was deeply immersed in the sweetness of love. Dong Zhiyu chatted with him indifferently, but her eyes swept across the room, until she found Huaijin sitting alone in a corner, from this angle, she seemed to be lost in thought, with a cup of coffee in front of her, Dong Zhiyu knew that it was mixed with whiskey.

  She also knew that Huai Jin came over tonight to discuss the intelligence matter, and even if she didn't have to hand it over to her, they might not say a word to each other all night. However, she suspected that Huai Jin was determined to watch her safely deliver the intelligence to Fu Qiu Sheng.

  Ye Mingtian's gentle and sweet words seemed endless, Dong Zhiyu responded to him while walking towards the bar, sat down, and let out a long sigh, "I'm exhausted."

  On the stage over there, the charming singer appeared again, singing that melancholic and lingering "Night of Qin". Ye Ming had wanted to invite her to dance, he had been waiting for this moment, only when dancing with her could he proudly hold her slender waist, usually, she wouldn't even let him touch her hand. However, she came up with such a sentence, which made his words get stuck in his throat, and he had no choice but to give up, but then he thought again, there would be plenty of opportunities, besides being able to stay by the side of the one he loved was already very happy.

  Who would have thought that Zhou Biqing would come over and kill him, with a bad smile on her face? "Zhi Yu, can I borrow your white horse prince for a moment? No one has invited me to dance." After finishing speaking, she had an evil smile on her face. She wasn't really looking for Ye Mingtian to dance, but just wanted to tease the young couple.

  "No problem." Dong Zhiyu replied readily.

  Ye Mingtian was dragged away in a daze, his heart filled with grievances.

  She ordered a cup of "Smoke and Fire Memories of Qin", Dong Zhiyu quietly waited for Fu Qiusheng's appearance, from her direction, she could see Hua Jin's half-profile, only to see her lift up her arm and put it down again, perhaps sipping a mouthful of coffee, still wearing a white shirt, military pants, leather boots, her hair was still casually tied back at the nape of her neck, how long would her hair be if she let it down? Dong Zhiyu suddenly had this inexplicable question in her mind.

  Fu Qiu Sheng indeed appeared beside her, "How's it going, Miss Dong? Has everything been smooth sailing this week?" His tone was entirely that of a businessman's courtesy.

  "Boss Fu," Dong Zhiyu turned his head, "everything is still going smoothly, just very tired, finally made it to Saturday again."

  Fu Qiu Sheng "hehe" laughed and said, "So everyone should come to my place to relax!"

  "Ah, Mr. Fu, I brought the new year calendar you asked me to get last time, it just arrived from Shanghai, take a look, it has Li Xianglan and Butterfly, the ones you specifically wanted." Dong Zhiyu said as he took out the calendar from his bag.

  "Ah! That's great!" Fu Qiusheng said with a happy face, "How should I thank Miss Dong?... Alright, let's put all the wine, water and tea on my tab tonight, how about that?"

  "Mr. Fu is too polite."

  As soon as the music ended, Ye Ming Tian hurried back to Dong Zhi Yu's side. "Zhi Yu, look at Hua Shen Mou sitting alone over there. Shall we go and greet her?"

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