After that day, Liang Muqiu finally got a few peaceful days.
Cen Nan presumably stopped working from home. He left early and returned late whenever he headed to the law firm. Liang Muqiu also staggered the times he took Edamame out and the two didn’t bump into each other even once.
The corridor outside was silent again, only illuminated by the dim lights.
There was an instance when Liang Muqiu returned from a trip to the convenience store and found a bag of toys for small dogs hung on the door. Attached to it was a note in Cen Nan’s handwriting saying that these toys were bought earlier and he had forgotten to give them to Edamame.
He stared at the note for a while before pulling the bag down. After entering the house, he picked out a few toys and threw them to Edamame to play with.
Edamame was still silly and didn’t understand anything. He only knew to make goofy noises and prance around the room with his bone and roll on his little cushion.
Liang Muqiu couldn’t help laughing when he saw him run too fast and fall on his butt.
He walked into the kitchen and not knowing how to cook, he just bought a few bento boxes and placed them on a plate. They looked decent enough.
He finished his meal at the dining table with Edamame who returned to his kennel and continued playing with his wool ball. Meanwhile, Liang Muqiu sat on the couch and worked on his script.
It was just that halfway through, he would raise his head to the side.
The table was empty and only the lotus flowers were quietly blooming in the green vase.
After staying at home dully for a couple of days, Liang Muqiu received a call from Song Wei.
Song Wei was inviting him to his company’s party, the type where he could bring along his friends and family.
Liang Muqiu instinctively refused.
“Forget it, I don’t like to participate in these. Not to mention, it’s your company’s party.” Liang Muqiu had just woken up and was hugging a pillow on the sofa while drinking milk. He yawned, “Go play on your own, have fun.”
Song Wei had already predicted his response.
Liang Muqiu was good at everything, except for the fact that he was a ridiculous house hermit. If he and a few other friends didn’t drag Liang Muqiu out now and then, he would have been so bored that mushrooms would have grown in his house.
“Come on, aren’t you well acquainted with the people in our group? How long have you been holed up in your house again? Come out and get some sun.” Song Wei tried to persuade him bitterly. “It’s not like I’m asking you to pick someone to sleep with, I just want to get together, it’ll be nice to know more people.”
Liang Muqiu was amused, “Your party’s in the evening, not noon, what sun are you talking about? Besides, I walk Edamame every day and go out a lot. Yesterday, I even exchanged ideas with the auntie downstairs about the supermarket discounts.”
Song Wei wasn’t in the mood to play word games with him.
“Don’t interrupt me, your clothes will be delivered to your door soon. Remember to wear them, and drive to Rongyi Hotel by yourself tomorrow night.”
After that, he hung up the phone.
Liang Muqiu had no choice. Although Song Wei had a good temper and was soft, no one could win against his stubbornness.
Since he had made up his mind to get him out of the house, he’d better obey his order.
The clothes Song Wei prepared for him arrived the next day.
Song Wei was a fashion designer so he has a natural eye for picking out clothes. There were even accessories with the clothes so Liang Muqiu had nothing to worry about.
He had been to many drinking parties over the years and Song Wei was always his stylist. Thus, he knew his measurements like the back of his hand.
At half past six in the evening, Liang Muqiu packed up and went out with the car keys.
At this time, Cen Nan was returning from work.
As soon as the door was pushed open, the two met each other face to face in the long and narrow corridor.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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However, his beautiful face softened the sharpness on his body. His skin was pale and delicate and his lips probably had lip balm on them, making them look softer than usual. On his left ear was a single earring of the simplest of style and it swung gently, enticing one to reach out to catch it and drop a kiss on it.
Or at least, Cen Nan wanted to do so.
He looked Liang Muqiu over carefully. If his gaze could materialise, it would have been considered sexual harassment.
But at any rate, he maintained his superficial calm and asked, “Are you going out?”
Liang Muqiu didn’t expect to crash into Cen Nan. Dressed up so elaborately, he didn’t know where to put his hands.
“Um, hanging out with friends.” He didn’t deliberately give a cold face to Cen Nan because there was no need to. “I’ll go downstairs first, bye-bye.”
After he finished speaking, he walked over, passed by Cen Nan and pressed the elevator button.
After arriving at the basement, he brought out his car. He left his house during peak hours and drove very slowly on the road. It took him more than forty minutes to reach Rongyi Hotel.
Song Wei’s party was held on the first floor of the banquet hall.
As soon as Liang Muqiu entered, he reaped a sea of eyes. The smiling beauties shot their alluring eyes at him, both men and women. At first glance, it looked like he had entered the Cave of Silken Web. Fortunately, he had already experienced these kinds of situations and he returned their gazes with a chuckle. He had no intention of accepting their invitation and continued moving his feet.
Liang Muqiu found Song Wei chatting with his friends in the noisy crowd. He was dressed humbly today in a black formal suit and a strap that was wrapped around his hand.
He tapped Song Wei on the shoulder.
Song Wei turned his head and smiled. “You’re here ah.”
Song Wei’s well-connected colleagues also recognized Liang Muqiu. At one point, they had mistaken Liang Muqiu and Song Wei for a couple.
Liang Muqiu was too lazy to explain and acquiesced in half-truths, so no one could figure out if he was single or if he just couldn’t see Song Wei’s intentions.
Everyone liked good-looking people, especially those who were lively and friendly so Song Wei’s colleagues had a good impression of Liang Muqiu.
A girl named Irene handed Liang Muqiu a glass of wine, “Qiuqiu, you’re late, have a drink first.”
Liang Muqiu didn’t refuse. He drank the wine and winked at the people present.
Irene blushed red from the teasing. Looking at Song Wei next to him, she hated how they were both a pair of gays.
Liang Muqiu asked Song Wei, “Why are you guys throwing a party?”
Song Wei replied with a smile, “Our company can come up with something to liven things up even if there’s nothing. Moreover, our recent performance has been good, so it’s considered a breather for everyone.” He bumped his fist with Liang Muqiu, “There are also quite a few models here today. Compared to your film and television circle, there are quite a few good-looking ones, right?”
Liang Muqiu swept his eyes around the room. It was true that many of the people present had outstanding looks. They were tall and slender, looking like fairies from folktales.
But he was subconsciously being picky. They were beautiful but too carefree. They didn’t have a stable background and they should smile less flirtatiously. Their eyes met others carefreely, had a good temper but were also hard to please. One couldn’t fathom their inner thoughts.
It took him a few seconds to realize that he was comparing them to Cen Nan and his face sank for a moment.
Song Wei, however, wasn’t paying attention and brought Liang Muqiu around the venue. Over the years, Liang Muqiu was also considered a rookie in the field of scriptwriting and the few books he had written independently had made some splash, so when many people heard his name, their smiles turned a little more friendly.
Liang Muqiu exchanged a few business cards with others, complimenting their perfume and praising their rings, but he was already weary.
Before long, he slipped away from Song Wei’s hand like a fish.
“I’ll sit by the side for a while, I’ll come to you later.”
Song Wei was talking to someone and couldn’t stop him so he could only let him go.
Liang Muqiu stood near the pillar at the border of the venue and took out his phone to play with for a while.
He had at least gone out, so he took a picture and posted it in his circle of friends and skipped off to get some snacks.
As he was picking some food, a hand stretched out beside him and pointed at a brown pastry, “This is tasty.”
He turned around and saw a handsome face with deep eyebrows and clear eyes, making it difficult to guess his age. His blonde half-length hair hung over his shoulders, making him look more ethereal.
Even a person like Liang Muqiu, who was used to beauty, was stunned.
The man smiled again when he saw him react like this.
“Sorry, did I scare you?”
Liang Muqiu waved his hands. How could a few words scare him?
He heard the man in front of him ask, “Are you Liang Muqiu?”
He nodded.
“My name is Qin Jiuya,” he smiled. He was as elegant as an elf, but his name was ancient. “I’ve read your ‘Everlasting Wait’, I’m a big fan of it.”
“Thank you.”
Liang Muqiu didn’t expect to meet someone who knew him here, but he couldn’t recall a Qin Jiuya even after frantically searching his mind. He only had a vague impression that he was a model. They also had no common topics to chat about.
Fortunately, Qin Jiuya didn’t mind and kept smiling at him. “I’m a bit embarrassed to say that I’ve always admired your script but never found a chance to meet you.”
Liang Muqiu didn’t know whether this person was being polite or truthful, and could only nod his head in acknowledgement, hoping to slip away quickly.
However, he didn’t expect this great beauty to stand still and stalk chattering about movies and scripts.
From “First Snow”, the first time he won a newcomer award, to “Tales from the Edge of the Town” which Director Zhang was planning to shoot, it could be seen that Qin Jiuya was not being perfunctory and sincerely appreciated his work which made people feel comfortable.
Liang Muqiu slowly relaxed.
Compared to socializing like butterflies indoors, he preferred to chat with people like this, talking about the things both of them liked.
Unconsciously, he drank several glasses of wine until Song Wei came to find him. He was shocked to find him a bit too drunk.
Song Wei naturally knew Qin Jiuya and greeted in surprise, “Mr Qin.”
Qin Jiuya smiled and raised his glass to Song Wei’s.
Liang Muqiu put his hand on Song Wei’s hand to stabilize himself.
Song Wei asked worriedly, “How much did you drink?”
“Not much.” Liang Muqiu felt that he was still sober.
Since Song Wei was here, he wasn’t going to continue talking to Qin Jiuya. After all, he was a stranger, so he could just stop now.
“Mr Qin, I’ll go rest for a while with my friend.” He smiled at Qin Jiuya.
Qin Jiuya nodded and said yes, but took out his mobile phone and asked with a smile, “Can I exchange contact information with you?”
Liang Muqiu didn’t refuse.
Song Wei stood on the side with subtle eyes.
After they exchanged contacts, Liang Muqiu followed Song Wei.
After walking away, he asked Song Wei, “Is this Mr Qin a supermodel?”
Song Wei was amused. “You don’t even know each other, even though you’ve been chatting for so long. He used to be a model for a while, but he retired long ago and is now the owner of a modelling company.”
He glanced at Liang Muqiu’s face, “Mr Qin, he has a good reputation in the circle and he is rich and gentle, many small 0 like him. But he took the initiative to talk to you, that’s quite rare.”
He nudged Liang Muqiu with a bit of teasing.
He had long been uncomfortable with Liang Muqiu being like a monk all these years, and he couldn’t wait to pack Liang Muqiu up and send him off.
Meanwhile, Liang Muqiu’s thoughts were drifting off in a completely different direction, “Ah, he’s so beautiful, he’s a 1 ah. But yes, he’s very tall.”
There was nothing about himself in his brain.
Song Wei choked on his saliva, he had never seen such an ignorant person before.
He murmured in his heart about how Liang Muqiu was very smart when he fell in love with Cen Nan at the beginning, but he became a wooden beauty when he met others, completely not understanding these amorous feelings.
Thinking of Cen Nan, he looked sideways at Liang Muqiu, and couldn’t help asking, “Didn’t you say you met Cen Nan last time? Did he contact you later?”
Liang Muqiu was startled, not knowing how to answer for a while.
Not only did they meet, but he also let him enter his house.
He took another sip of wine as a disguise. His eyelashes blinked and he said half-truthfully, “I met him a few more times again, he wanted to see Edamame.”
It took Song Wei a while to remember that Edamame was raised by Cen Nan and Liang Muqiu together.
He rolled his eyes and had the urge to stab Cen Nan twice, but when it reached his mouth, he was afraid of reminding Liang Muqiu of the past, so he could only choke it back down again.
He accompanied Liang Muqiu for a while before another acquaintance came to him and he had to go and socialize. Before leaving, reminded Liang Muqiu, “Don’t drink too much ah, your face is red already. It’s almost time to leave.”
Liang Muqiu promised obediently. He sat on the sofa and watched the scenery and lights in the banquet hall swirl together. The sound of men and women laughing came from a long distance. He stared at his phone and unknowingly drank another cup.
On his mobile phone screen was Cen Nan’s WeChat page.
He had just exchanged WeChat with that Mr Qin and was caught off guard when he saw Cen Nan’s page. The screen was frozen at the last message, which was Cen Nan asking him if he wanted to eat peaches.
His finger hovered over the delete button.
Now that they decided not to interact anymore, it seemed a bit unnecessary to keep his contact information.
But he hesitated and didn’t do it.
That part where LMQ called Qin Jiuya’s name ancient was so funny cuz something similar happened just last week. My club has resumed training after our Sifu came back and there were some freshmen introducing themselves and this guy introduced himself and another freshman said, “Why do you have such a Qing Dynasty name” LMAOOOO poor dude
YES I KNOW THIS CHAPTER IS LATE, ITS CURRENTLY 1AM SO I MISSED THE SATURDAY UPLOAD BY LIKE AN HOUR BECAUSE I was doing my dumb quiz sorry guys sjfnjre
On another note, I’ll be taking a break for the next month or so to prepare for exams. I have literally 0 chapters in my stockpile, I had to edit this chapter last minute because I simply don’t have time T-T BUT WHEN IM BACK I’LL TRY TO UPLOAD MORE CHAPTERS DFKJGJGW
All the best for your exams and thx for the chapter 😘
I’m do nervous right now, hope things that I think of won’t happen! D: I really want our bebe to find new true love! But I can’t help and don’t trust that Qin guy even a little (ꏿ﹏ꏿ;)
Thank You for the new chapter ( ˘ ³˘)♥ don’t worry about updates and take Your time! ( ◜‿◝ )♡
Thanks for the chapter 💕 All the best for your exams!!!
All the best for your exam and thanks for the chapter
Omg, new character….new drama??!! Hope LMQ decides to go have some peaches …I’ve caught up with the recent chapters! Hope your exams have been going well! Looking forward to your return! ❤ 🍑
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