The man with dark phoenix eyes looked through the paperwork once more.
Property owned by Zhou Group Inc.
He knew it.
As soon as Zhou Fi Hai saw the Pu house, he knew it was one of their properties.
The question is, how?
Last time he knew, this property was supposed to be given to one of the head bodyguards they’d had in service of their family for years.
(That house was of good quality, but it wasn’t big or extravagant enough to be given to part of the main or minor family.)
How did it end up in the hands of the Pu family?
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“How was dinner with your mom?” Feng Phan asked, handing Pu Li Ming his bottled juice.
“It went great. Mom made me her special rice complete with sweet and sour pork. Though she almost changed her mind and cooked some soup instead when she found out I spent a while in the rain.” Pu Li Ming said, opening the cap of the bottled juice and then taking a sip.
“What do you mean you spent a while in the rain? I know for sure that the small area from school to the parking lot only takes a few seconds, and you guys have a small garage at home.” Shang Wenduo asked, setting aside his plate now that he had finished eating.
“Well, my car broke down in the middle of the way there.” Pu Li Ming explained, closing his bottle again and setting it aside as well.
“And you didn’t call us or anything?” Feng Phan asked worriedly, “You made it home alright by yourself?”
“No, that’s the thing!” Pu Li Ming said, scooching forward on the chair, “Zhou Fi Hai ended up seeing me pulled up by the side of the road and stopped to help me out.”
Shang Wenduo scooted forward as well in surprise, “The Zhou Fi Hai?”
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Pu Li Ming nodded, “Yes.”
“The Engineering God of Nom Si University?!” Shang Wenduo clarified incredulously.
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“He went out of his own car with an umbrella and gave me a bit of shelter as he convinced me to let him drive me home.”
“And you agreed?”
“He was very convincing? He had a counter for every reason I had for saying ‘no’, so I didn’t have much of a choice I think.”
“Then what happened? Did he just take you home just like that?”
“Yeah, he was really nice.” Pu Li Ming said, now leaning back a little in his seat and crossing his arms, almost hugging himself. “He kept the car warm and gave me his towel to dry my hair.”
“Did you thank him?”
“Why are you saying that as if I’m a rude boy who just takes whatever is given without gratefulness?” Pu Li Ming huffed, “I’ll have you know, I was very polite! I even asked if he wanted to come in so he could wait for the rain to lessen a little bit while having some hot coffee.”
“If I didn’t know you, I’d say you were coming unto him.” Shang Wenduo said.
Pu Li Ming almost spittakes, “What.”
Feng Phan swatted at Shang Wenduo before explaining a bit more delicately, “Ahh, you typically have people say things like that to another person when they are showing uhh… an interest in that person.”
“Interest? Like feelings?” Pu Li Ming asked.
Feng Phan only nods and swats Shang Wenduo one more when the other snorts under his breath.
“…romantic feelings?”
“…that’s not the point— Anyways, did Zhou Fi Hai take you up on the offer?” Feng Phan shakes his head and waves his hand in dismissal.
“He did. I made him a cup of coffee! Then we talked for a bit until he went to leave. That’s about it really.”
“Huh, interesting.” Feng Phan states.
Pu Li Ming throws him a confused look, “Interesting how?”
“The God of Engineering is pretty well known for not getting too close to anyone. I’d assume he would’ve just dropped you off and left it at that, to be honest.” Shang Wenduo explained, to which Feng Phan nodded.
“Exactly.” Feng Phan says, “I’ve heard that he actively goes out of his way to make sure people know that the things he does is just him being nice and has some sort of line he just never seemed to cross.”
They get interrupted when they hear a commotion going on by the entrance of the building.
Lots of loud voices start chorusing from the area while other students are rushing towards it excitedly.
“What in the world…” Feng Phan whispers before they all move closer to see what the fuss is about.
“I’m actually just here to find one of the students here.” A familiar voice rings from the middle of the circle.
“Who?”
“Are they in Engineering?”
“Is it a girl?”
Through the crowd, the voice pipes up again, “A young man, long cream-colored hair, around shoulder-length, round and wide lychee eyes, about this tall.” He raises his hand flat facing the ground around his ear.
Classmate He pushed forward, “Pu Li Ming? He should fit that description.” Then she turns around and looks through the crowd, eyes finally settling on Pu Li Ming himself and his friends.
“Pu Li Ming! Come over here!” Classmate He cups her hands around her mouth and shouts.
It’s like the voice completely echoes throughout the area, and everyone— and their friggin mother— heard it.
Then eyes bore into him, making him sweat and shuffle nervously.
As soon as they catch sight of him, the crowd splits like Moses and the Red Sea, creating a path from the cream-haired man toward the darker-haired Zhou Fi Hai.
(A/N: What is this cliché moment— oh wait, I wrote that.)
Pu Li Ming was stunned in place, lychee eyes just staring straight forward at the other man.
Rolling his eyes, Shang Wenduo nudged him forward until Pu Li Ming woke from his daze and took a step forward.
But as soon as he tries to take another step forward, he hesitates. Is he really just going to walk up to Zhou Fi Hai in front of everyone? Have them hear everything they say while they talk?
Noticing his faltering step, Zhou Fi Hai meets him halfway, walking forward toward him.
Soon enough, Pu Li Ming tilts his head up slightly to actually look Zhou Fi Hai in the face.
“Hello.” The man greets with a slight bow, “I realized I never got your name or a way to contact you, so I ended up just coming by to the Uni.”
“Contact me?” Pu Li Ming asked.
“About your car.” Zhou Fi Hai clarified.
Lychee eyes widened in realization, “Oh! Right.”
“Come.” Zhou Fi Hai says, gesturing a hand to Pu Li Ming, “Let’s talk somewhere more private, shall we?”
With a little less hesitation, Pu Li Ming nods and follows, Zhou Fi Hai’s hand cradling his back as he leads him away.
The “i wrote that” moment happens to me also, that’s why nobody is reading what I wrote, they’re secret files 🥷