novelraw Chapter 15 A Best Friend Who Treats Others Sincerely
Chapter 15 A Best Friend Who Treats Others Sincerely
After waiting for three minutes, Chen Bo did not reply to the message.
Xu Yueqing sent another message: "Chen Bo, say something!"
Still no reply.
Xu Yueqing dialed the number directly, but all she heard was a cold, automated message: "The number you dialed is currently switched off."
"Damn it!" Xu Yueqing angrily smashed her phone on the bed.
She endured her discomfort, got out of bed, walked to the window, and drew back the curtains to look across the street.
Zhou Lingyan's villa was quiet, and the red sports car in the yard was gone.
Did they go out?
Xu Yueqing became angrier and more aggrieved the more she thought about it.
Last night, she humbled herself and took the initiative to make peace, but the man took advantage of her and ran away without even leaving a word!
She threw on her clothes, not caring about her appearance, rushed downstairs, crossed the road, and arrived at the entrance of Zhou Lingyan's villa.
He raised his hand to ring the doorbell, but then stopped.
On what grounds did she come to demand the person?
Ex-girlfriend, or just a casual fling from last night?
Besides, what if Zhou Lingyan opens the door? How would she explain that?
Xu Yueqing stood at the door, caught between a rock and a hard place, trembling with anger.
Just as I was struggling with this decision, my phone rang.
Thinking it was Chen Bo, she answered the phone without even looking and immediately yelled, "Chen Bo, where the hell have you been?!"
There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a gentle but clearly surprised voice: "Yueqing? It's me, Lu Ze."
Xu Yueqing was taken aback before she could see the name on the screen.
"Lu Ze..." Her face was icy cold. "I'm sorry, I thought it was..."
"Who did you think it was?" Lu Ze's voice held a hint of inquiry. "Yueqing, you sound a bit upset. Did something happen?"
"It's nothing." Xu Yueqing tried to make her voice sound normal. "Is there something you wanted to see me about?"
"I was just wondering if you're free today. A new art museum opened in the west of the city, and they have a great contemporary art exhibition. I think you might be interested." Lu Ze's voice remained gentle, carrying his usual artistic tone. "Also, I recently wrote a series of new poems and would like to read them to you..."
In the past, Xu Yueqing would have found it very romantic and exciting.
But at this moment, all she could think about was that bastard Chen Bo, and those hot and embarrassing scenes from last night.
To her, Lu Ze's artistic invitations sounded rather pretentious.
"Lu Ze," she interrupted him, her tone tinged with annoyance she herself didn't realize, "I'm not feeling well today, let's do it another day."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.
"Yueqing, you seem to be avoiding me lately." Lu Ze's voice was tinged with disappointment. "Did I do something wrong? Or have you changed your mind?"
Holding her phone, Xu Yueqing stared at the tightly closed villa gate and suddenly felt incredibly ironic.
A month ago, she made the heartless decision to dump her boyfriend of three years because of a few lines of poetry and a few glances from this man.
Now, she stands at the door of her arch-rival's house, waiting for the man she dumped. This man, whom she once longed for, now fills her with inexplicable disgust.
What white moonlight, what regrets of youth, what soul resonance?
It's all bullshit.
What she liked and missed wasn't any specific person, but rather the feeling of being pursued by a talented man, the self-satisfaction of feeling worthy of the most artistic and elegant love.
True love may be hidden in the everyday details of life, in the man who will cook ginger tea for her, remember her menstrual cycle, and frantically worry when she is unwell.
Unfortunately, she lost that man.
"Lu Ze," Xu Yueqing said in an eerily calm tone, "let's not contact each other anymore."
After saying that, she hung up the phone without waiting for the other party's reaction.
Then, staring at the gate of Zhou Lingyan's villa, she gritted her teeth and said, word by word, "Chen Bo, you just wait. You think you can run away after sleeping with me? No way!"
She turned and walked back, her steps still a little unsteady, but her eyes were more determined than ever before.
Meanwhile, in the underground recording studio of Zhou Lingyan's villa.
Chen Bo sneezed loudly.
"Oh, Teacher Chen, you've caught a cold?" Zhou Lingyan handed over a cup of hot coffee, smiling like a fox. "Could it be that you weren't used to the new bed last night and caught a chill?"
Chen Bo took the coffee, glared at her, and said, "Stop talking nonsense and listen to the music."
He pressed play, and the demo of the song he had finished yesterday played from the monitor speakers.
As Zhou Lingyan listened, her expression gradually became serious.
After the song ended, she remained silent for a full half minute before speaking: "Chen Bo, are you sure you want to use this song to challenge the competition?"
"What, it's not allowed?"
"It's not that it's impossible." Zhou Lingyan shook her head, her eyes shining with a light she had never seen before as she looked at Chen Bo. "It's too much. Once this song comes out, I'm afraid you won't just be there to challenge the established artists, you'll be there to blow up the stage."
Chen Bo laughed: "Isn't that perfect?"
Looking at his confident demeanor, Zhou Lingyan suddenly asked, "You... went back to the other side last night?"
Chen Bo asked in surprise, "How did you know?"
"I went to your room this morning, but you weren't there, and the blankets were cold," Zhou Lingyan said sourly. "What, have you rekindled your old flame?"
Chen Bo smiled without saying a word and took a sip of hot coffee.
Before I could even swallow, my phone, which was on the console, started buzzing.
The name of the message that came on the screen was: Bei Weiwei.
This young lady has also come to join the fun?
Chen Bo put down his coffee cup and picked up his phone.
Bei Weiwei's messages came in like a machine gun.
"Chen Bo, I heard from Ling Yan that you and Yue Qing broke up and you were kicked out. Is that true?"
Where are you now? Are you alright?
"Yueqing... I don't know what to say."
"If you need any help, feel free to contact me anytime."
"By the way, where are you staying now? Do you have a place to stay?"
Chen Bo looked at the series of messages and a smile appeared on his lips.
According to the original owner's memories, Bei Weiwei was the best friend of Xu Yueqing's four best friends, so good that it even went beyond the boundaries of ordinary friendship.
The original owner, that dull guy, might not have noticed, but Chen Bo, the experienced one, saw through it immediately—Bei Weiwei had feelings for him.
This girl is quite principled. Knowing that he is her best friend's boyfriend, she has always maintained an appropriate distance, though she can't hide her occasional concern and the admiration in her eyes.
Now that she's heard he got dumped, this young lady immediately wants to offer him some comfort.
Chen Bo thought for a moment and typed back: "Yeah, we broke up. I'm staying at Lingyan's place now, preparing for 'Singer Battle'. This is a resource given to me by Xu Yueqing, who said it was compensation for the breakup."
He deliberately told the truth to see how the young lady would react.
Sure enough, less than ten seconds after the message was sent, Bei Weiwei called directly.
Chen Bo pressed the answer button, but before he could say anything, Bei Weiwei's slightly anxious voice burst out: "You're staying at Zhou Lingyan's place? Chen Bo, what were you thinking?!"
Her voice was very pleasant, with a soft and sweet quality, but at this moment, the anxiety and jealousy in her tone were impossible to hide.
"What's wrong?" Chen Bo pretended not to know. "Lingyan took me in, I should thank her."
"What are you thanking me for!" Bei Weiwei's voice became even more urgent. "Didn't she just pick you up to spite Yueqing? You've become a tool for their rivalry! Chen Bo, are you stupid?!"