HBWnovel Chapter 131: Senior Brother
Chapter 131: Senior Brother
Chapter 131: Chapter 131: Senior Brother
"Who's there?" "Yang Chen?" Yuhui and Zhao Hongyan turned to see Yang Chen suddenly appearing, but their moods completely shifted!
"It's you?" Yuhui remembered this man was sitting with Zhao Hongyan at the same table. After a moment of slight panic upon seeing Yang Chen, he immediately calmed down.
Zhao Hongyan quickly buttoned up her clothes and, taking advantage of Yuhui's distraction, hurriedly ran behind Yang Chen.
"Were you eavesdropping on our conversation?" Yuhui's face turned ugly as he stared at Yang Chen with cold eyes.
"Your voice is so loud, it's hard not to hear. Although, I don't really enjoy listening to you talk." Yang Chen chuckled.
Yuhui glared fiercely at Yang Chen. He knew this situation was ruined; after all, he couldn't do anything with Zhao Hongyan in front of another man. But the resentment in his heart grew deeper. With a meaningful glance at Zhao Hongyan, he snorted coldly and left the parking lot on his own.
Zhao Hongyan finally breathed a sigh of relief and forced a smile, "Thank you."
"Should I drive you home?" Yang Chen felt that with everything that had happened, leaving Zhao Hongyan alone to continue drinking was simply tormenting her.
Zhao Hongyan shook her head, "No need, I'll drive back by myself. I just want some time alone."
Yang Chen nodded. Although he understood a bit about Zhao Hongyan's family situation, he was just a colleague at most, maybe a slightly better friend, and he had no reason or qualification to intervene in her personal matters.
"Don't do anything foolish. If there's a problem, there's always a way to fix it," Yang Chen said with concern.
Zhao Hongyan's eyes reddened slightly, feeling Yang Chen's sincere concern. She said with some emotion, "Don't worry, I'm not a child anymore. In fact, I've figured out many things. What will come, will come. That's it then, goodbye..."
"Goodbye."
Watching Zhao Hongyan's somewhat lonely figure walk towards her Toyota, Yang Chen felt quite moved.
Every family has its own difficulties. Compared to Zhao Hongyan, perhaps his relationship with Lin Ruoxi wasn't too bad.
It reminded him of an old saying, life is like wrestling, if you can't resist, then just enjoy it...
After seeing Zhao Hongyan off, Yang Chen returned to the Blueberry Bar. Liu Mingyu and a few other women had almost finished drinking, their laughter was infectious.
Seeing Yang Chen return but not Zhao Hongyan, Liu Mingyu, who was still somewhat sober, asked, "Where's Hongyan?"
"Oh, she had some urgent matters to attend to, so she went back first and asked me to tell you," Yang Chen replied.
Zeng Xinlin's expression changed slightly, but he concealed it calmly and smiled, "So you're Ruoxi's husband. Ruoxi, you're really something. Why didn't you tell me you got married? You made such a decision without waiting for me to come back. You didn't even give me a wedding toast."
Lin Ruoxi looked apologetic, "I'm sorry, we just got married recently, and I didn't have the chance to tell you. But we only got the marriage certificate; we haven't had the wedding yet. We'll invite you when the time comes."
"The wedding hasn't happened yet?" Zeng Xinlin's eyes sparkled with interest, and he said with some depth, glancing between Yang Chen and Lin Ruoxi, "That's good. Don't forget to invite me then. I must prepare a big gift. After all, our relationship is not ordinary."
Standing aside and listening to this conversation, Yang Chen felt uncomfortable. Not only did this guy not regard him highly, but why did he wait until you came back to get married? What does he mean by saying your relationship is not ordinary? Is there a difference between two kinds?
Understanding that this guy was another potential rival in love, Yang Chen didn't mince his words. He walked over to Lin Ruoxi and plopped down on the sofa where she was sitting. The sofa was bounced a few times before it settled.
Lin Ruoxi furrowed her brows slightly. She still wasn't accustomed to being so close to Yang Chen, so she moved slightly away from him.
This unintentional move was noticed by Zeng Xinlin, who then relaxed his expression as if he had understood something.
"Mr. Yang, don't you have a high position somewhere?" Zeng Xinlin asked politely as if nothing had happened.
Yang Chen poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and said, "I don't have a high position. I just work for my wife at the company. I'm just a layabout."
Zeng Xinlin's expression became even more confident. He smiled and said, "That's also good. I hope to see Ruoxi every day in a place where I can see her. Thinking back to the three years we spent together in university, it's unforgettable to see Ruoxi often. It's probably fate."
"Senior Brother, it's all in the past. There's no need to mention it again. You mentioned earlier that you wanted to start a company when you returned to Zhonghai, right?" Lin Ruoxi sensed the awkward atmosphere regarding their conversation about relationships, so she subtly changed the topic.
Zeng Xinlin smiled calmly and replied, "That's right. Although the old man in my family wants me to take over the business back home, I plan to start my own entertainment and media-related company in Zhonghai. It happens to follow a similar fashion-forward route as your Yulei International. You must take care of your senior brother when the time comes."
"Senior Brother, you're more talented than me, so you'll definitely do well," Lin Ruoxi said calmly but sincerely.
"It's not necessarily true. Three years ago, you dropped out of school and became the CEO of Yulei, embarking on the path of business. As for me, I was sent to the southwest by the old men in my family to serve in the military. These past three years, I've been completely idle, just managing those soldiers and cannons. I've forgotten everything I learned before," Zeng Xinlin sighed.
Lin Ruoxi fell into some reminiscence. "I heard some classmates say you enlisted in the army, but I didn't believe it. I didn't expect you really went."
Zeng Xinlin's eyes revealed a hint of nostalgia. Squinting his eyes, his naturally masculine face exuded even more charm under the light. "Ruoxi, you don't know. Although our country seems peaceful and prosperous now, the border has always been unstable. Take the past three years of my life in the southwest, for example. There were at least five or six hundred days of friction and conflicts with those neighboring countries. It's hard to say how many people died, but being hit by bullets was commonplace."
The roaring battlefield, the lingering smoke of gunpowder—these were naturally unfamiliar to Lin Ruoxi, who had grown up in a metropolitan area. Yet, soldiers, with their iron will, often invoked admiration, even in the coldest of hearts. Despite her aloofness, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "Senior Brother, is the situation really that chaotic in the southwest? Did you really go to battle?"
Sitting beside Lin Ruoxi, Yang Chen was surprised to find her interested in such matters. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. What's the point of such things?
Just thinking about warfare made Yang Chen feel restless. He wanted to pull out a cigarette to smoke, but he found that his pocket was empty. With a sense of frustration, he sat on the sofa, continuing to listen to Zeng Xinlin's solemn narrative.