So It Turns Out You’re a Fox Spirit (GL) - Chapter 11
It has been the fourth time since Le Xiaoyao met Fu Jin at the chestnut stall near the main gate of A University, and the important thing is that every time she meets her, she feels like she is not the same person? Is she really a neurotic?
Fu Jin always felt that Le Xiaoyao had something to say to her. But she didn’t expect that during the meal just now, Le Xiaoyao ate as if she came from a refugee camp, completely unable to spare time for talking. If there was no opportunity, she had to create one. Although her stomach was about to burst, Fu Jin still went against her conscience and brazenly asked Le Xiaoyao to treat her to dessert… Now you should finally open your mouth and speak!
They went to a dessert shop. Le Xiaoyao felt genuinely nauseous, and Fu Jin wasn’t doing much better. With a trembling hand, she ordered the smallest piece of cake.
“Would you like something to drink?” The waitress just asked.
“No!” The two said in unison, with absolute determination.
Le Xiaoyao seemed to have realized that Fu Jin was clearly full but still pretended otherwise, so she pointed to the small cake and said, “Eat…”
Fu Jin: “…”
They spent another hour and a half eating one slice of cake! Hey! Professor Fu, you have truly reached a new level of slow eating. Le Xiaoyao watched her self-destructive manner but didn’t expose her, thinking to herself that maybe she had something to say to her, and waited for her to speak…
Unexpectedly, carbon dioxide is just carbon dioxide. Le Xiaoyao had no choice but to start photosynthesis again, using the content of Professor Fu’s last lecture to have an hour and a half long discussion on art theory with her… Back in university, Fu Jin was a goddess and a top student, so discussing academic issues with her should be quite suitable!
Le Xiaoyao was defeated by her own cleverness…
Fu Jin was defeated by the strong academic atmosphere…
Le Xiaoyao seemed enthusiastic about the academic discussion. On the way to drive Fu Jin home, she continued to chat intermittently. Fu Jin, however, was annoyed. She had never found these theories in books to be so dry and boring before!
“We’re here.” Le Xiaoyao parked the car at the apartment entrance. After a few seconds, Fu Jin still didn’t get out of the car. Le Xiaoyao knew she shouldn’t rush her, so she squeezed out another sentence, “Also, thank you for last time.”
“Mhm.” Fu Jin mumbled in response, quietly looking at the windshield, biting her lower lip, and said, “Anything else?”
Le Xiaoyao was a straight shooter and really couldn’t navigate such a winding road. Seeing Fu Jin’s demeanor, she wondered if she had offended her somewhere without realizing it? But Le Xiaoyao went through everything she could remember in her mind. Apart from the memory blankness from the night she got drunk, did she really do something unspeakable to Fu Jin?
Suddenly remembering the three-piece set she bought at the mall, Le Xiaoyao finally recalled the clothes! She hadn’t returned the clothes to her yet. Patting her head, she said, “Oh, right, the clothes you lent me last time, I’ve washed them. Also, I bought you a three-piece bedding set, it’s… quite cute.”
Is it really appropriate to use the word “cute” when talking to a 27-year-old mature woman? Anyway, Fu Jin didn’t look happy at all. Le Xiaoyao felt like she was sticking a hot face onto a cold butt, but she had no choice; who told her she owed her? “I’ll take you upstairs, you have a lot of things.”
The community was strangely quiet. The night was too cold, and only the two of them were still wandering outside. The dim yellow lights stretched their shadows long. Fu Jin walked ahead gracefully with empty hands, while Le Xiaoyao, laden with large bags and small bags, was exhausted like a dog and couldn’t keep up with her pace, always maintaining a distance of three or four meters…
Le Xiaoyao helped her bring the things upstairs. She didn’t invite her in for a glass of water, nor did she even say thank you. There was another “bang”…
Le Xiaoyao stared at the cold door in a daze: Fu Jin, Fu Jin, I do have something I want to say to you, but are you still willing for that old past to be brought up? Let’s just consider it a beautiful misunderstanding…
“I’m sorry.” Le Xiaoyao lowered her head slightly, feeling somewhat apologetic. Whatever she did that night, she definitely hurt her. Now she could only say sorry to the person inside through the door…
For several consecutive noons, Le Xiaoyao called and “bombarded” Huang Chenchen, the goal being to have her take her to the weekend evening banquet in Donghai.
“Sister, Big Sister, please just take me!” Le Xiaoyao looked around to make sure no one was there and shamelessly acted coquettishly.
Who is Huang Chenchen? She is truly a tough woman who has been out and about in the wind and rain! As one of the ten outstanding journalists in W City, she is quick-witted, agile, and a tireless worker when digging for news! The interview on Saturday was so important, how could she let Le Xiaoyao go in and mess things up? Although she didn’t know if Le Xiaoyao was trying to fish for high-ranking officials, Huang Chenchen knew that it probably wasn’t for anything good. Even if Le Xiaoyao talked herself hoarse, she wouldn’t pay attention to her.
“Huang Chenchen, are you still my friend! It’s really, really important, it concerns my job! If you take me, I’ll set up an appointment for you with CEO Xu. Haven’t you always wanted to do an interview with her?”
Upon hearing this, Huang Chenchen became even more convinced that Le Xiaoyao was going there to fish for high-ranking officials, even going so far as to bring up her boss! “Who doesn’t know that your leader’s CEO Xu never accepts media interviews? How deep is your connection with her? Can a small team leader actually try to make plans with the big boss? You should just learn a lesson!”
“Really, really… I’ll let you interview our CEO Xu! I currently have a case that is exactly about Donghai Real Estate, and I need to negotiate some things with their senior management!”
“Keep making it up… keep making it up.” Huang Chenchen’s tone was clearly one of watching a good show. She repeated the same thought, that as an inconspicuous team leader, she would go to negotiate. It looked more like she wanted to go and intercept them. “Xiaoyao, seriously, I need to work now… I’m not going in dressed in a beautiful evening gown walking the red carpet, I’m going in with a microphone and a camera, okay? I really can’t help you with this. Consider it that I owe you, all right! Also, your CEO Xu, even without your help, I’ll get her eventually! Hanging up now…”
Alas, she will really have to rely on her thick skin to sneak in ==、
Saturday, 7:30 PM, Shengtian Hotel. The array of luxury cars dazzled Le Xiaoyao. The extravagant life of the rich, unimaginable.
Le Xiaoyao stood far away on the side. It seemed Huang Chenchen really didn’t lie to her; without an invitation, she couldn’t get in at all. The journalists entered through the side door; the red carpet wasn’t for everyone to step on. She looked at her own clothes. How could she think of walking the red carpet and entering through the main entrance without an evening gown? Maybe she should cosplay as a reporter ==
Unfortunately, the reporters had gone in half an hour earlier, so Le Xiaoyao couldn’t try to mix in. She braced herself and rushed inside, but the arms of the two young men in sunglasses and black suits at the door barred the way, not letting anything through!
“I’m a reporter.”
“Please show your press card.”
Le Xiaoyao remained relatively calm, “I’m an assistant. Our station’s reporter has already gone in.”
The two young men were truly… standing there motionless, sticking to one line, “Press card.” Le Xiaoyao was frustrated. Where did her scholarly vibe not look like a reporter? “You don’t believe me, do you! I’ll call right now, wait!” She dialed Huang Chenchen’s number…
Huang Chenchen was in a complete mess at the moment. The reporters’ reception room was also chaotic, and she couldn’t hear her phone ring at all. Le Xiaoyao was frustrated beyond words: Big Sister Huang, pick up the phone, don’t be like this! The two black-suited young men looked at her and thought, we’ve seen many people like you.
She continued to call, still no answer. She called again, still no answer… So embarrassing, so embarrassing… The two doormen stood there like statues, watching Le Xiaoyao make a fool of herself.
“Miss, no one’s answering, is that right?” One of the young men was even gloating. Le Xiaoyao ignored him, kept the phone glued to her ear, and said earnestly, “Sister Huang, there’s an emergency at the station, right? Okay… I’ll go back immediately… Alright, alright, I understand, you’re busy!” With that, she hurried away…
God, for the sake of my acting skills, please give me one chance to walk the red carpet! Le Xiaoyao sighed towards the sky. It seemed like today was a no-go… With her hands in her pockets, there was a small pebble at her feet. She kicked it hard, and it hit the high heel of the person in front of her…
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to.” Le Xiaoyao looked up, and it was actually Fu Jin.
She was wearing an off-white strapless fishtail gown and a long down jacket draped over her, but her delicate and charming collarbone was still visible. The diamond necklace around her neck further highlighted her cold and refined temperament. Her meticulously prepared evening makeup was elegant and dignified~ Was she here for the banquet? Then she must be the center of attention! Le Xiaoyao looked at her somewhat foolishly, firmly believing in her heart: those more beautiful than her definitely lacked her temperament, and those with more temperament than her definitely lacked her beauty.
“Le Xiaoyao? Why are you here?” Fu Jin was slightly surprised.
“I am… Are you here for the banquet?” Wait a minute, someone who is walking the red carpet and entering in style, isn’t there one right here? Le Xiaoyao started making her plans.
“Yes.”
Le Xiaoyao immediately stepped forward and grabbed her hand, her eyes full of pleading: “Old classmate, can you take me in?”
“Xiaojin, I found it. It fell in the car.” Gu Jiejun walked over, holding an earring in his hand. He saw Fu Jin talking to someone and asked, “Who is this?” Le Xiaoyao turned around, and it was him again! However, listening to Fu Jin, he was the one who informed Fu Jin to pick her up at the bar that time, so he still had some conscience.
Gu Jiejun recognized the person who was drunk last time and still felt lingering fear. “Miss Le, hello.”
“Hello, thank you for last time.” Although she didn’t want to shake hands with this Eric, she still did so out of courtesy. It was then that she realized Fu Jin was missing one earring.
Fu Jin tried to put it on herself, but failed after several attempts. Le Xiaoyao and Gu Jiejun said almost simultaneously, “I’ll help you.”
Gu Jiejun was faster and leaned in first. Le Xiaoyao was inexplicably annoyed. Fortunately, the guy tried for a long time but couldn’t get it in, and finally had to let Le Xiaoyao help.
Le Xiaoyao didn’t forget to say, “Eric, as a man, you shouldn’t crowd in on something like putting on an earring…”
Fu Jin’s high heels were slightly higher than Le Xiaoyao’s, but only slightly. Le Xiaoyao pinched her small earlobe, cautiously trying to put the earring through, afraid of hurting her, and gently asked, “Does it hurt?” Only when Fu Jin softly replied, “No~,” did Le Xiaoyao fully put it through.
Once again, she felt the warm breath emanating from Le Xiaoyao, especially her slightly cool fingertips occasionally touching the sensitive area behind her ear. Fu Jin’s head slightly tilted, but her gaze remained fixed on Le Xiaoyao’s face, watching her series of gentle movements. It was inevitable for her to feel a bit restless…
Gu Jiejun inexplicably felt a sense of crisis. This wasn’t logical, was it? But, for just putting on an earring, aren’t you two a little too close!