novelraw Chapter 33 Aren't you afraid your future boyfriend will be jealous?
Chapter 33 Aren't you afraid your future boyfriend will be jealous?
"She might..." Bei Weiwei pursed her lips, "...also have a bit of a crush on Chen Bo."
"You only realized that now?" Zhao Lulu had a "you just realized that now" look on her face. "That girl may have been harsh with her words, but she probably cared a lot about it. Otherwise, why do you think she agreed to let you stay? If she really wanted to kick you out, she would have had plenty of ways to do it."
Chen Bo pretended not to hear and focused on eating his roasted corn.
Zhou Lingyan stayed in the kitchen for a while before coming out, carrying a plate of sliced fruit, her expression already back to normal.
"Have some fruit to cleanse your palate." She put the plate on the table, sat down again, and opened a new can of beer.
"Lingyan," Bei Weiwei suddenly spoke, her tone earnest, "thank you."
Zhou Lingyan was taken aback: "Thank me for what?"
"Thank you for taking Chen Bo in, giving him a place to stay, and letting him use the recording studio," Bei Weiwei said. "Although your motives weren't pure at first, you genuinely helped him."
Zhou Lingyan scoffed, "Who said I wanted to help him? I just wanted to annoy Xu Yueqing."
"And now?" Bei Weiwei pressed. "Still want to make her angry?"
Zhou Lingyan fell silent, took a large gulp of beer, and then mumbled, "I don't know."
The atmosphere became somewhat awkward for a moment.
Zhao Lulu quickly smoothed things over: "Alright, alright, let's take things slowly with relationships. Today we're just here to have fun eating and drinking, and wish Chen Bo good luck in his competition! Cheers!"
The four wine glasses clinked together, making a crisp sound.
Meanwhile, at a film and television base 300 kilometers away from Haicheng.
Xu Yueqing had just finished filming a night scene and returned to her RV wrapped in a thick down jacket.
Assistant Xiao Zhou handed over hot tea: "Sister Yueqing, how did the shoot go today?"
"It's alright." Xu Yueqing rubbed her sore neck. "Just a little tired."
She took out her phone and habitually opened the home surveillance app.
This app allows you to remotely view surveillance footage from various parts of the villa. It was originally intended for security purposes, but Xu Yueqing inexplicably clicked on the camera feed on the third-floor balcony.
The camera was originally pointed at my own yard, but the angle can be adjusted.
Xu Yueqing slid her finger across the screen, adjusting the camera angle and slowly turning it towards Zhou Lingyan's house across the street.
Then, she saw the image that made her heart stop.
The courtyard of Zhou Lingyan was brightly lit, with smoke curling from the barbecue grill. Four people sat around it, drinking and laughing, the atmosphere as harmonious as a painting.
Chen Bo sat in a wicker chair, a beer in his hand, a relaxed smile on his face.
Bei Weiwei sat next to him, smiling and saying something, her cheeks flushed.
Zhao Lulu raised her wine glass, seemingly proposing a toast.
As for Zhou Lingyan... she was wearing that damn white shirt and hot pants, her long legs crossed.
Who is she tempting? Xu Yueqing's fingers tightened around her phone, her nails digging into her palm.
They looked so happy.
So...it's like a family.
Meanwhile, 300 kilometers away, she stared at the cold screen of her phone like a voyeur.
"Sister Yueqing, what's wrong?" Xiao Zhou noticed her pale face. "Are you feeling unwell?"
Xu Yueqing turned off her phone screen: "It's nothing."
But his voice was trembling.
She remembered what Li Man had said: "Yueqing, you need to ask your own heart what you really want."
She wanted Chen Bo to come back.
She wanted him to be like before, with only her in his eyes.
She wanted him to sit beside her, smile at her, listen to her talk, massage her shoulders when she was tired, and put a coat on her when she was cold.
But now, he sits in another woman's yard, smiling at another woman.
And those three women were all her best friends, either now or in the past, who were so close they would wear the same dress.
Now, the plastic besties have evolved into cannibalistic plants, starting to devour her... man.
"Xiao Zhou," Xu Yueqing suddenly spoke up, "Can the scenes for tomorrow afternoon be rescheduled? I want to go back to Haicheng earlier."
Xiao Zhou glanced at the schedule: "I have two scenes tomorrow afternoon, followed by an interview. If I fly back to Haicheng tonight..."
"I've cancelled the interview," Xu Yueqing said. "I need to go home early tomorrow."
"But..." Xiao Zhou hesitated, "That interview is very important; it's a cover interview for 'Voice of Fashion'..."
"I've cancelled it." Xu Yueqing repeated, her tone leaving no room for doubt. "I'll pay the penalty myself; the company doesn't need to pay anything."
Xiao Zhou didn't dare to say anything more and nodded: "Okay, I'll go and coordinate."
Xu Yueqing reopened her phone, looked at the now-black screen, and bit her lip.
Then, she opened WeChat and found Chen Bo's chat window.
My finger hovered over the screen for a long time before finally typing: "Good luck in the game."
Click send.
Almost immediately, the message "The other party is typing..." appeared at the top of the dialog box.
Xu Yueqing's heart jumped.
A few seconds later, Chen Bo replied, "Thank you."
There are only two words: polite and courteous, without any extra emotion.
Xu Yueqing stared at those two words, and her eyes suddenly reddened.
She recalled how, in the past, whenever she was about to attend an important event, Chen Bo would send her a long message of encouragement, ending with a cute emoji.
Now, all that's left is a cold "thank you".
"Sister Yueqing..." Xiao Zhou asked cautiously, "Are you really alright?"
"It's nothing." Xu Yueqing turned off her phone, leaned back in her chair, and closed her eyes. "I'm tired and want to rest for a while."
Xiao Zhou quietly exited the RV.
Xu Yueqing sat alone in the darkness, and finally, she couldn't hold back her tears.
She regretted it.
I really regret it.
But is it too late?
The barbecue in Zhou Lingyan's yard was almost over.
Chen Bo looked at the message Xu Yueqing had sent on his phone. After not seeing her for a few days, he was starting to crave his ex-girlfriend again.
"Who is it?" Bei Weiwei leaned closer, and when she saw the name on the screen, her smile faded slightly. "Yue Qing?"
"Okay." Chen Bo put away his phone. "Tell me to do my best in the competition."
"Oh." Bevy lowered her head and continued cleaning up the crumbs on the grill.
Zhou Lingyan saw it too, and snorted coldly: "Now you know how to care? Where were you before?"
Zhao Lulu tried to smooth things over: "Alright, alright, let's all keep quiet. Chen Bo, you have a competition, so get some rest these next couple of days."
Chen Bo checked the time; it was indeed getting late.
"I'll go upstairs now." He stood up. "Thanks for the barbecue tonight, it was delicious."
"Chen Bo," Bei Weiwei called out to him, handing him a small bag. "Here, this is a lucky charm I got. Wear it during the competition; it will bring you good luck."
Chen Bo took it; it was a delicate little red sachet.
"Thanks."
"Goodnight," Bei Weiwei said gently.
Zhou Lingyan turned her face away and didn't say anything.
After Chen Bo went upstairs, the three women in the courtyard looked at each other in bewilderment.
"So," Zhao Lulu broke the silence, "Weiwei, are you really going to sleep here at Lingyan?"
"Okay." Bei Weiwei nodded. "I called home and told them I'd be staying at Lingyan's place for the night."
Zhou Lingyan sighed, "Fine, the other guest rooms haven't prepared bedding yet. If we sleep together, don't blame me for getting handsy."
Bei Weiwei looked at her with emotion: "Lingyan, you are so kind."
"It's been so long since I've enjoyed the feel of your hand. Aren't you afraid your future boyfriend will get jealous?" Zhou Lingyan sneered.