Spoiled Sparrow

"What does this mean?"

Henry: "Is it some kind of swear word I don't understand?"

Ruan Qing couldn't stop laughing and quickly explained, "No, no, I meant you're very cute."

Henry lowered his head shyly: "Do you have feelings for me?"

Ruan Qing almost floored the gas pedal and sped off. She asked in confusion, "What?"

What does this have to do with anything?

How did a simple compliment about someone's cuteness escalate into this whole topic?

Ruan Qing explained the word to him in the simplest Chinese and English, and he lowered his head in disappointment.

She quickly smiled and asked, "So what kind of man is your ideal type?"

Ruan Qing thought for a moment and replied, "Height 186cm, well-defined features, cool eyes and brows, a straight nose, a sharp jawline, preferably six-pack abs, and broad shoulders..."

"You have to be better than me, but not better than me in every aspect; you have to be rich and have to spend money on me."

Henry: "......"

This is the most complicated ideal type Henry has ever heard of.

After hearing this, I was completely at a loss for how to flirt with her. The description was so specific; it's obvious she has someone in her heart.

It's a pity, it seems he arrived too late.

Seeing that he remained silent, Ruan Qing asked, "And you? What's your ideal type?"

Henry rested his hands on his head, leaned back in his seat, and lazily squinted his eyes.

"I don't have an ideal type. Whoever I fall in love with is my ideal type."

He looked at Ruan Qing: "For example, right now, you are my ideal type, but unfortunately, there is no place for me in your heart."

Ruan Qing was stunned, and replied hesitantly, "There's no one there."

Seeing that she had no desire to confide in him, Henry didn't press her for details and cleverly defused the situation with a joke.

"Then kick him out and let me live in your heart."

Ruan Qing was amused by his words and they went to a Chinese restaurant.

"Order whatever you want. Thank you so much for today. You're practically the first friend I've made here."

Henry raised his glass: "Then I won't stand on ceremony."

*

Li Bai walked out of the company, his mind filled with thoughts.

I never expected that she really was President Fu's girlfriend. What is she doing here, with a studio?

He remembered that two months ago, Fu Chen invited him to a dinner party with the intention of connecting him with this person, but unfortunately, they had no contact since.

It seems she didn't think of him, after all, they only met once.

He opened his phone and looked at the call from President Fu's secretary, hesitated for two minutes, and then put it down.

It's best not to meddle in other people's business.

Li Bai stood by the roadside and casually hailed a black sedan.

He opened the car door, bent down and got in. "To Sky Plaza."

Just as I was about to marvel at how drivers nowadays drive cars worth millions to pick up passengers, I looked up and saw that there was actually someone sitting in the passenger seat.

He looked at the driver; that profile... looked somewhat familiar.

After realizing who it was, his heart skipped a beat.

The person in the passenger seat slowly turned his head; it was President Fu.

Fu Chen, heir to the Fu Group.

"Mr. Li, it's been a long time."

Fu Chen spoke first, and Li Bai naturally replied, "Mr. Fu, what a coincidence."

The car stopped at a certain spot, and Fu Chen was wearing a mask and a hat.

Chen Yan spoke up: "Mr. Li, is it convenient for us to talk?"

Li Bai opened up overseas business channels through the Fu family and Jiang Wenli, and he always respected those who gave him opportunities.

"sure."

With that in mind, Chen Yan stopped beating around the bush and asked directly, "Mr. Fu thinks your project with Ms. Ruan has great potential. If you don't mind, we can invest."

Li Bai understood the implication in his words and waved his hand, saying, "No need."

At this point, Fu Chen tightened his grip slightly and frowned.

Li Bai then continued, "I have already promised Miss Ruan that I will use her design. There is no doubt that she is a thoughtful, talented, and capable designer."

Chen Yan looked at Fu Chen, whose tense arms finally relaxed a little.

Li Bai: "Gentlemen, money isn't everything. Perhaps you should give Miss Ruan enough trust. She is fully capable of winning the client's trust on her own, rather than buying it with money."

His tone was calm, but anyone could tell that he was dissatisfied with Fu Chen's actions.

Chen Yan was speechless after being rebuked by his words, and said with a forced smile, "Concern makes one lose their composure."

Li Bai placed his hand on the doorknob: "I will do my best to make a good product based on Miss Ruan's design. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now."

He has a deep love for Chinese culture, and his speech is sometimes very literary, perfectly matching his name.

Fu Chen did not force him to stay and let him get out of the car.

His voice was hoarse: "How's it going over there?"

Chen Yan understood that he was referring to the other car that was following Ruan Qing.

"My sister-in-law was having dinner with a foreigner; he's the one who set her up with him."

Fu Chen's eyes darkened: "Find out the details."

"Yes."

Fu Chen held his head, the aftereffects of the car accident flaring up again, he frowned tightly and endured the pain.

His eyes inadvertently caught sight of a furtive person in the rearview mirror; it seemed like the person was coming for him.

Fu Chen gestured for Chen Yan to look behind him, and Chen Yan immediately locked onto his face.

There's no one else in Y country who could track Fu Chen down.

Chen Yan started the car and quickly left that road.

He gripped the steering wheel firmly with both hands, his eyes fixed on the man.

Soon, the other person also got into a car and followed closely behind.

*

He Group.

Han Feng pushed the door open and entered. He Xunnan immediately dropped his nonchalant demeanor and leaned back slightly.

"What is it?"

Han Feng handed over the photos: "These were taken by the people watching Fu Chen. He looks very unwell, not as well as you, President He."

He Xunan held the photos between his fingers and looked at them one by one.

The more I looked, the more unrestrained his smile became.

He sneered, "Fu Chen, your legs are crippled, and you still want to compete with me? You're overestimating yourself."

Han Feng stood opposite him and glanced at He Xunnan.

"By the way, Mr. He, it seems the Pei family is investigating your background."

He Xunnan's eyes darkened instantly, and his tone became low: "Pei Yifei, too much curiosity won't last long..."

He spoke very softly, but Han Feng still heard him.

He didn't say anything and silently left.

He walked to the corner and found Louis's phone.

"Doctor, it seems like Mr. He isn't coming back..."

He Xunnan told Han Feng about his split personality himself.

Yesterday, Han Feng noticed that He Xunnan was acting strangely and knew that another version of him had arrived.

He Xunnan had told him that if something like this happened, he should keep a close eye on it, and it would turn back after he slept.

But it's been two days now...

He dared not gamble and could only seek help from He Xunnan's psychologist.

In his heart, the He Xunnan who was focused on his career and couldn't bear to see Youyou sent to an orphanage was the CEO he followed.