It was a matter of one sentence, and the person came, wasn't it? Look how difficult it was for Gong Beibei.
After hanging up the phone, Gong Beibei looked at Xu Yanchuan expectantly.
"How is it? Did he say he's coming?"
"With me, Xu Yanchuan, around, is there anything I can't handle? Just wait."
"But you need to dirty your clothes a bit. I told you, you're spitting all over yourself, don't let it be a giveaway when he gets here."
Saying that, he picked up a can of beer and splashed it towards Gong Beibei's chest.
Gong Beibei screamed, "What are you doing?"
"You don't understand. Women are most attractive to men when they are half wet, half dry, subtly revealed, and in a hazy, drunken state."
"If I smear some cream on you, any man will be captivated."
The two of them in the private room happily thought about how to attract Zhan Beijue.
Suddenly, a phone rang.
Looking at the table, it was Jiang Nanfang's phone. The screen read "Editor."
It seemed she had borrowed someone else's phone to make the call.
Gong Beibei remembered Xu Yanchuan's instructions and answered it for him, "Hello?"
Jiang Nanfang thought her phone had been picked up by a fan.
"Hello, I'm Miss Rabbit from today's book signing. Did you happen to pick up my phone? Where are you now?"
"Miss Rabbit? I found it on the ground by chance. So it's yours."
"I was waiting for your call; I've been waiting for ages. I'm at Nanyuan Clubhouse now. Can you come and get it?"
They were both relaxed about meeting each other and high-fived happily in the private room.
"Come on, it's a waste of time to just wait. Let's sing a couple more songs."
"Today is a good day; I must fully express my emotions."
They sang and waited, and soon, Zhan Beijue arrived downstairs.
Xu Yanchuan answered the phone, told him the private room number, and then quickly told Gong Beibei to lie down and pretend to be drunk.
Gong Beibei lay on the floor and poured some more beer on her chest.
As soon as she was ready, the door was pushed open.
Just two people, yet they managed to make the room so chaotic and filled with the smell of alcohol.
Zhan Beijue, with his germophobia, stood at the door, wrinkled his nose, and refused to enter.
"Not awake yet? How much did you make her drink?"
He looked at Xu Yanchuan with dissatisfaction.
Xu Yanchuan sat on the coffee table, spreading his hands in a show of innocence.
"I didn't force her. The art exhibition wasn't very successful today, and she was upset, so she insisted on drinking."
Zhan Beijue didn't reply.
Xu Yanchuan continued, "Actually, she's always liked you. But she thinks your career is quite successful, and even if she likes you, she needs to be worthy.
"So she put a lot of pressure on herself, wanting to make herself perfect to match you. She didn't expect something like this to happen today."
"When you go back, comfort her more, ease her psychological burden. This girl always makes things difficult for herself."
Seeing Xu Yanchuan understood her so well and spoke so tenderly,
Zhan Beijue asked a question devoid of romantic sentiment.
"Do you like her?"
"What?"
Unexpectedly giving him such a mistaken impression, Xu Yanchuan quickly denied it.
"Not at all. We've known each other for so many years; we're like brothers. If I truly liked her, I wouldn't have waited until today. Don't worry!"
"I'm the same as you."
After he said that, Zhan Beijue finally walked in.
"When she wakes up, please tell her that I only see her as a friend and she shouldn't like me; there's no future."
"..."
Gong Beibei, lying on the floor, almost couldn't hold back her tears.
Xu Yanchuan also felt his rejection was too heartless.
"You already have someone you like, don't you?"
Zhan Beijue reached out to help Gong Beibei up.
But upon seeing her wet clothes covered in dirt, he felt a surge of nausea and turned his face away.
"I'm married, didn't you know that?"
"You can get divorced after getting married. After divorce, you're still a single man. There's no need to remain unmarried for life just because you've been divorced once, is there?"
Xu Yanchuan tried to win some points for Gong Beibei.
However, his words were cut off mercilessly: "Then consider me to have someone I like."
"..."
Zhan Beijue was too lazy to say more to him and threw the bag containing the clothes to him.
"I can't stand this strange smell. Go and help her change her clothes."
It wasn't that Zhan Beijue didn't like Gong Beibei. It was that he didn't like women at all!
With such a beautiful, drunken woman lying in front of him, he showed nothing but complete repulsion?
Xu Yanchuan felt he had finally understood the long-standing rumors.
No wonder he was so handsome, so rich, and had children, yet his ex-wife still divorced him.
Turns out he was gay.
Gong Beibei, did you hear that? You should give up on him now, right?
"But I'm also a man. Wouldn't it be inappropriate to help her change clothes like this?"
Xu Yanchuan was also in a difficult position. "Or perhaps..."
The phone on the table rang again. Glancing down, it was Miss Rabbit calling.
Xu Yanchuan quickly answered.
"I'm downstairs. Which room are you in?"
"6632."
After saying that, Xu Yanchuan quickly hung up, as if afraid she wouldn't come up.
Even with just a few words, Zhan Beijue recognized Jiang Nanfang's voice.
This guy, he said he was going to ask for her contact information, and he actually got it.
She agreed to meet him here so late at night?
Anyone could be talked into meeting him.
Jiang Nanfang, are you that desperate for a man, that unreserved?
"No need to bother, a girl will be coming up shortly. Please ask her for help."
After hanging up the phone, Xu Yanchuan's excitement was evident.
Zhan Beijue's anger flared up.
She really came at the opportune moment.
He was about to take Gong Beibei away, and she arrived.
It was perfect for her to have a heart-to-heart with Xu Yanchuan and be alone together.
Hmph, this woman who swore she would never find another man, the shameless woman!
Zhan Beijue walked to the far end of the sofa and found a clean spot to sit.
Soon, Jiang Nanfang appeared at the doorway.
"Hello. I'm here to pick up my phone."
Seeing a man standing in front of her, Jiang Nanfang was a little confused.
"The lady who called me earlier?"
"She's drunk. She can't get up from the floor. We were just about to ask for your help. Could you take her to the restroom and help her change?"
Xu Yanchuan, with an upright demeanor, handed the phone to Jiang Nanfang.
He flipped through it, confirming it was his phone and that it had a lock screen password he couldn't open. They really had just found it.
Jiang Nanfang: "No problem. Where's the restroom? Can you help me get her up?"
Xu Yanchuan pulled Gong Beibei to her feet, and together they helped her towards the private room's restroom.
Zhan Beijue, with a cold expression, watched Jiang Nanfang's every move.
Gong Beibei felt as foolish as she could be.
She wasn't really drunk, so why let someone undress her?
Since this tactic didn't work on Zhan Beijue, she shouldn't pretend anymore!
"Hmm? A Chuan, where are we going?"
At the restroom door, she pretended to wake up.
"Beibei, you're awake? Your clothes are dirty, and I was just about to find someone to help you change."
"Get lost! Who wants to help me change? Don't touch me, you pervert!"
"Don't touch me, you two. Where's A Jue? He promised to take me home. Where is he?"
Gong Beibei shook off Jiang Nanfang's hand and turned around.
She saw the man sitting in the shadows of the sofa, his posture tall and straight.
Jiang Nanfang followed her gaze and, caught off guard, met Zhan Beijue's eyes.
Good grief. What kind of twisted fate was this?
How come, ever since she decided to never see him again, she encountered him everywhere?