Chapter 61: What a coincidence? My cousin is too

Guo Yue'er sometimes found herself quite pathetic. Even with all the facts laid out right in front of her, a part of her still subconsciously wanted to make excuses for Wan Yongwang.

"Wan Yongwang, let's break up."

Guo Yue'er took a step back, dodging Wan Yongwang's hand.

Wan Yongwang froze in place, seeming somewhat in disbelief. He dug at his ear.

"What did you say?"

"I said, let's break up!"

Guo Yue'er said every single word clearly, her tone earnest and her attitude resolute.

Wan Yongwang was laughed out of anger. He had indeed entertained the thought of breaking up with Guo Yue'er before—that idea had reached its peak when he found out this woman had been rummaging through trash heaps—but that didn't mean Guo Yue'er was allowed to dump him.

"I've spent so much damn money on you, and you think you can just say we're broken up whenever you feel like it?"

"...Then what do you suggest?"

Guo Yue'er clearly hadn't considered this question; even her tone had weakened considerably.

"What do I suggest? Go to a hotel with me, wash that stench off your body, and you should know what needs to happen after that. Lü Chunjiao, take her there."

Wan Yongwang was afraid that if he stayed with Guo Yue'er any longer, he would start to smell bad too, so he left first.

"Fine."

Lü Chunjiao sighed. She had thought she could finally escape this bitter sea, only to realize she still had to wait on this spoiled young miss in the end.

She walked over to Guo Yue'er, her gaze sweeping past the little bear doll clutched tightly in her arms.

"Let's go, Yue'er."

Guo Yue'er stood in place, her face pale. Was this what it felt like when Chen Fan used to be humiliated by them?

Having spent so many years together, Lü Chunjiao could tell at a glance that Guo Yue'er was regretting this.

As for what she was regretting, probably only she herself knew now.

...

Returning home, Chen Mengting happily went to find Xingxing.

The young couple sat on the sofa, and Chen Fan noticed that Peng Jiaxin seemed to have something she wanted to tell him.

"What is it?"

"Umm... Zhou Xuejing and your friend's matter—did you know about it?"

Chen Fan nodded.

"Does he mind?"

Actually, what Peng Jiaxin wanted to ask was whether Chen Fan minded, but the words changed right as they reached her lips.

"How could he mind?"

Chen Fan smiled and opened their bros' group chat. Today, Meng Wei had undeniably become the "daddy" among the "one daddy and three sons."

Ever since posting his photo with Zhou Xuejing, he had never stopped flaunting his relationship.

Su Shaoming had already been rendered speechless, and even Bai Yuming, Young Master Bai, unusually did not bubble up in the chat.

Even so, Meng Wei still didn't stop showing off, which showed just how excited the guy was.

"See? This guy is so happy he's practically giving us live updates."

"That's good then."

Peng Jiaxin breathed a sigh of relief. When it came to matters of the heart, she didn't have much faith in her best friend; after all, her romantic history was, how should she put it... well, hard to describe in a few words.

It would be a good thing if she could really develop a relationship with Chen Fan's friend. Otherwise, Peng Jiaxin would not only have to worry about work every day, but also fret about her suddenly saying, "I have a boyfriend." For reference on the specific situation, look at Liang Yufeng from Beijing University—Zhou Xuejing's previous boyfriends made that guy look tame by comparison.

"I was even worried my friend wouldn't be good enough for Zhou Xuejing. That guy is a total, unyielding blockhead."

"Stiffer than you?"

"...If you're going to chat like that, I'm going back to write my manuscript."

Peng Jiaxin burst out laughing, then leaned against Chen Fan's shoulder.

"Do you want me to go with you tomorrow when you accompany Mom and Dad to buy a house?"

"No need, you focus on your work."

"Alright."

The simple and clear-cut way of communicating made Chen Fan feel secretly thrilled. The feeling of not having to second-guess anything, where whatever you ask gets answered directly, was truly wonderful.

Thinking back to the past, when the original owner chatted with Guo Yue'er, he had to ponder every single sentence eight hundred times before daring to reply, and he couldn't take too long either, because Guo Yue'er would think you were ignoring her.

Chen Fan shook his head. Why was he thinking of her? How unlucky.

"Right, I need to tell them that I'm getting engaged."

"Are all your friends in Beijing?"

"Mhm, we're all students from the Arts Academy, and the other three are my roommates."

Meng Wei's relationship-flaunting was interrupted by Chen Fan, and Bai Yuming immediately jumped out, calling Chen Fan mighty!

Seeing Bai Yuming's profile picture, Peng Jiaxin froze for a moment, then silently took out her phone to search.

Chen Fan didn't notice Peng Jiaxin's small gesture; he was still chatting.

Su Shaoming: "Are you holding the engagement banquet in Beijing?"

Chen Fan: "Yeah, my wife's maternal grandfather has trouble traveling, so we're just going over there."

Bai Yuming: "What a coincidence? My cousin is also holding her engagement banquet in mid-August."

Peng Jiaxin was originally still looking someone up, but upon seeing this sentence, she was completely certain—this fellow was her little cousin.

So he and Chen Fan were roommates.

Meng Wei: "Maybe it's the exact same engagement banquet."

Bai Yuming: "Hehe, if you knew what kind of person my cousin is, you wouldn't say something that curses Chen Fan like that."

Su Shaoming: "How so?"

Bai Yuming: "Can you understand what a devil is? She is an absolute devil!"

Although they had never met face-to-face, ever since she was little, the outstanding Peng Jiaxin had been held up by Elder Bai as the benchmark for Bai Yuming's generation. Wasn't Bai Yuming getting into Beijing Film Academy considered impressive enough?

Not nearly enough. Peng Jiaxin was a powerhouse who managed to skip grades repeatedly within just four years of university, achieving the extraordinary feat of completing her undergraduate, master's, and doctoral studies all in one continuous streak.

The examples were countless. In short, since childhood, Bai Yuming had harbored a deep-seated terror toward this cousin he had never even met. Not just him, pretty much everyone in the third generation of the Bai family felt the same way—Peng Jiaxin was simply too outstanding for her own good.

Bai Yuming: "A woman like that—I can't even imagine how miserable the life of the person who marries her will be in the future."

Peng Jiaxin took Chen Fan's phone with a gnashing of teeth and typed:

"Oh? How do you know your cousin is that kind of person?"

Chen Fan froze for a second.

"Wife, what are you doing?"

"I am the devil cousin he's talking about."

Peng Jiaxin lowered her voice when she said this, and it wasn't hard to tell that she was angry.

Bai Meilan... Bai Yuming...

Holy crap, could there be such a coincidence?

Chen Fan looked at the phone.

Bai Yuming was still typing away.

"Although I haven't met her yet, I can totally picture what the daily life of this bookworm is like: a three-point-one-line routine, with nothing but studying inside her head. Who knows, maybe even this engagement was arranged by the family."

Peng Jiaxin's face instantly grew even darker, because this kid wasn't even wrong!

Chen Fan silently offered three seconds of silence for Bai Yuming.

Brother, stop talking. The cousin you're talking about is chatting with you right now.

"Is that so? Well, that sounds truly miserable, haha."

Bai Yuming: "Who's to say it isn't? By the way, Meng Wei, do you want to hang out tonight? Bring your girlfriend along too, my treat."

Meng Wei: "Hold on, let me ask."

Soon, he replied with an "OK" sticker.

Bai Yuming then went to ask Su Shaoming if he was coming, and after hesitating for a moment, Su Shaoming agreed as well.

Bai Yuming's three-point-one-line theory had truly pierced his heart; when this kid went hard, he really didn't care whether you were friend or foe.