Chapter 4: The Invitation to Dinner

  The professor nodded in agreement with Liu Yutong's view, but didn't say much either.

  Huā Mù Qíng was furious and approached Liú Yǔ Tóng, the crowd saw this and hurried over to stop her, "What's going on, what are you doing, how dare you."

  "The bonus is mine." Liu Yutong's eyes widened.

  "Mine." Hanaki shot back.

  "Mine."

  "Mine."

  The two of them drew closer and closer, their voices growing louder and higher, until they stood before the professor, arguing with each other.

  The professor's gaze darted back and forth between the two, until finally he could resist no longer, closed his eyes, raised both hands, and stopped them.

  "That's enough, shut up, all of you!" The professor took off his glasses that were originally on his face, furious, "You splashed saliva all over my face, thanks to you." His face was originally twisted in anger, but then suddenly burst out laughing for no reason.

  In this process, Huamu Qing and Liu Yutong still stared at each other without relaxing.

  Everyone looked at the professor with confusion.

  The professor put his glasses back on, "New York, remember, New York." He raised his hands again to emphasize, "Next time we'll see who's right." Then he left everyone's line of sight.

  After the professor left, Liu Yutong declared war on Hua Muyin, "You will absolutely not succeed, because a good writer must truly experience life, otherwise don't even think about writing good works." Liu Yutong clapped her hands to her chest, with a challenging expression.

  After listening to Liu Yutong's words, Huamu Qing already had a countermeasure in her heart, and the corner of her mouth slowly rose into a perfect arc, with her arms also crossed over her chest.

  The two of them stood there silently, gazing at each other, with a faint scent of gunpowder lingering in the air.

  Huā Mù Qíng's mother, Hé Jūn Yáo, although nearly fifty years old, still has a charming and elegant demeanor. She held her phone with a pleased expression, saying "I've got everything ready, I guarantee that the two of them will definitely meet tonight! See you at the party tonight then! Bye!" Huā Mù Qíng's mother finished speaking, hung up the phone with a satisfied smile.

  She turned around, but was startled by her husband standing silently behind her. She patted her own chest and said with a smile, "You scared me to death."

  Hua Fu Hua Ji Qing had a sly smile on his face as he looked at his wife and said, "I think you should start your own company."

  "What company?"

  "Don't bother if you're not sincere!" Father Hua said with a smile.

  "Flower season is young," Mother Flower roared, "I've done all this for my daughter, you also know what kind of virtue she has, not a bit of femininity. If I didn't desperately try to match her up, she would only end up being an old maid." Mother Flower angrily retorted and sat down on the sofa.

  "But our daughter hasn't graduated yet!" Mr. Hua also walked over to the sofa, looked at Mrs. Hua, and then sat down.

  At this time, Hua's family servant, Yue Ni, walked in, carrying a plate of fruit and placing it on the table, then retreated.

  "The earlier the better, good men are snatched up quickly, unless they're gay or a playboy."

  "As I see it..." Father Flower wanted to argue further, but was stopped.

  "Stop chattering on like that, I don't want to listen, I'm going to see Mu Qing."

  "Wife." After saying that, he got up from the sofa and went to Huamu Qing's bedroom on the second floor, leaving behind Huafu's shouting in the living room.

  Second floor, Huamu Qing's bedroom

  Huā Mù Qíng was wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, dressed in an extremely ordinary pajamas, with messy hair and the bed sheets and quilt were in disarray, apparently the owner had not tidied up yet.

  Huā Mù Qíng's hands didn't stop typing on the computer, the screen displayed "How to enrich life experiences?" and pressed the 'Enter' key.

  "Thief!" someone retorted after a moment.

  Huā Mù frowned, clearly not very convinced by this proposal, "No way, it's against the law."

  Then someone replied, "Picking up everywhere, doing enough 18 forbidden things, fresh and exciting, hehehe......" followed by several sly smiles.

  "Ugh, I'm going to be boiled alive."

  Just as Huamu was about to speak, "Mu Qing..." At this time, Hua Mu's voice came from the doorway.

  The flowers and trees were in a flurry of panic, looking at the door, then gazing at their own computer, hastily closing the webpage, standing up, with a forced smile on their face, watching as their mother walked in.

  Huamu stared at Huamuzheng's whole body and exclaimed in surprise, "How come you haven't washed up yet!"

  "Not going out again today, mom!" Hanaki waved her hand, flicked a strand of hair that had fallen on her forehead, and looked nonchalant.

  "How could you? Did you forget about tonight's charity ball with me?"

  "Hanaki, you also know I don't like attending that kind of gathering, right?" Hanaki walked over and hugged her mother's waist, starting to act spoiled. "Please? Can't I not go? I still have homework, I need to focus on studying!"

  After listening to Huā Mùqíng's account, Huā Mother smiled and gently pushed her daughter's head off her shoulder. "No excuses, you must go." Huā Mother was resolute, leaving no room for discussion. Didn't she know her own daughter? Besides, if she agreed to let her not go, how would she explain it to her good friend? How could there be another chance to meet her good friend's son again?!

  "But... " Hanaki's life was hanging by a thread.

  "You have to go, and you must dress up nicely! You can't make the parents of T City lose face, do you know that?" Flower Mother pinched Flower Wood Qing's nose and smoothed her hair again before leaving her bedroom.

  After Hua Mu left, Huamu Qing roared in her own bedroom, with a face full of disgust.

  It's better for her to die than to let her attend that kind of dance party.

  Taking advantage of the holiday, Zuochen An and his good friend Fang Jian set out on a vacation to go rock climbing, also taking this opportunity to thoroughly investigate the geographical environment of Shiqing Mountain, as part of Director Gong's next development tourism plan and goal.

  Wearing a safety helmet and with a safety rope tied around his waist, Zuochen An was currently rock climbing, his hands repeatedly grasping the towering vertical rock. Suddenly, Zuochen An's left hand loosened, and he fell straight down...

  Fang Jian saw this and shouted in surprise, "Chen An..."

  At this time, Zuochen An caught a glimpse of a slightly larger rock with the corner of his eye, using the strength of his right hand to grab it, and then stood steadily on another stone.

  Fang Jianlong let out a sigh of relief, fortunately without any harm, also thanks to Zuo Chenan's quick reaction, otherwise the consequences would be unthinkable.

  After rock climbing, Zuochen An and his good friend Fang Jian moved on to the next target. "Recently, I have been looking for new ways to develop tourism. If your activities are innovative, I will submit them to the committee."

  "That's great, you're really a workaholic, thinking about planning and ideas during your vacation!" Fang Jian exclaimed with excitement. If this plan can satisfy him, it will be of great help to their company's promotion and development, and they will be one step closer to success.

  Zuo Chen An picked up the water on his back, tilted his head and took a sip, heard Fang Jian's praise, just shook his head and smiled, "Continue!"

  "Alright."

  As the two continued on their way, a sudden ringtone broke their stride. It was Zuo Chen'an's phone ringing. "Wait," he said, picking up the phone and pressing the answer button. "It's me, Mom. About tomorrow's charity gala?"

  "Alright, I know, I'll be on time for our appointment."

  Zuo Chen'an had just finished rock climbing and returned, changed out of his dirty clothes, wore a bathrobe, and walked into the bathroom.

  Before long, the sound of rushing water came from the bathroom, and misty steam rose inside, vaguely outlining Zuo Chen'an's silhouette. His muscles were firm and smooth, but not like those muscle men, bulging to the point of being scary. His physique was very good-looking, a standard inverted triangle, with his lower body...

  After washing the bath, his hair was slightly damp, and the refreshing breath after bathing carried a thin minty fragrance. His moist and smooth hair clung to his cheeks, softening the somewhat cold and hard lines of his face.

  He pushed open his exclusive dressing room and deliberately chose a suit of formal attire.

  Zuo Chen'an wore a black tuxedo, with a bow tie at his neck, a white shirt, and a black jacket. The cufflinks were made of clouded mother-of-pearl, more understated yet elegant than diamonds. On that handsome face hung an enigmatic smile as he strolled out of the villa.