Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 121: The Ambiguous Period

Chapter 121: Chapter 121: The Ambiguous Period

Looking at the empty doorway, Cheng Xiangheng’s gaze darkened.

His son was like him in every way, except for one difference; he could be easily manipulated because of a woman.

To Cheng Xiangheng, a wedding was all it took for him to come and go at will, leaving him extremely disappointed in Cheng Qiaobei.

Leaving the company, Cheng Qiaobei exhaled deeply, looking at the sky above; he didn’t want to stay for another minute.

As soon as he got into the car, Lin Hanrui’s call came in. He had just resigned from the Danjiang Design Institute last month and had already started his own company.

Cheng Qiaobei only went there once for the company opening and hadn’t had time to catch up since.

Lin Hanrui’s design company was on Yinxing Lake Road, where the rent for shop space was relatively low. Initially, renting the shop was based on cost-effectiveness, and since all business was conducted online, having his name was as good as a live billboard, even if the company was set up in the suburbs.

On this road, there was a Sanhe BBQ. He had been there with Chen Ningxi once, and as he passed by the BBQ place, some pleasant memories vividly came back.

The car stopped in front of the design institute, and Cheng Qiaobei sent a WeChat to Chen Ningxi.

north: What was the name of the first BBQ place you took me to?

The chat box remained quiet. Cheng Qiaobei exited the chat and walked into the design company.

Lin Hanrui was modeling in front of his computer. Seeing Cheng Qiaobei come in, he pushed the keyboard away, leaned back in his chair, and said,

"I wouldn’t hear from you unless I called."

Cheng Qiaobei smiled gently, "Wasn’t I busy with just getting married?"

Lin Hanrui said, "You just got married, you didn’t join a monastery; why is there no news?"

The two sat by the tea table. Lin Hanrui leisurely brewed tea while Cheng Qiaobei talked about recent events.

There was nothing they didn’t discuss between them; they knew each other inside and out. The issues of the previous generation didn’t affect their brotherly bond.

But knowing Cheng Xiangheng used Cheng Qiaobei like a pawn, Lin Hanrui was somewhat displeased.

"Your dad is something else. You’re his own son, yet he uses you—what’s he thinking?"

"Ugh..." Lin Hanrui was indignant and got burned by the tea unintentionally.

Cheng Qiaobei handed him a tissue, "Look at you, more excited than I am."

"I," Lin Hanrui was full of anger, but after all, it was his good brother’s father. Saying too much wasn’t appropriate, "... Ugh, I just think it’s unfair to you."

Cheng Qiaobei naturally understood what he meant; only a true friend would consider you and think of you. Before, it was just Lin Hanrui, but now there was also Chen Ningxi.

Lin Hanrui took a light sip of tea, skipping over the mood-killing topic, and asked, "Tell me, how’s life after marriage?"

Cheng Qiaobei twisted the purple clay teacup in his hand, eyes slightly downcast, with indescribable amusement in his eyes. His entire demeanor exuded a saccharine atmosphere.

"No way." Lin Hanrui felt like he had just tasted artificial sweetener, "I just asked a question, and that’s your reaction?"

Cheng Qiaobei put down the teacup, "It’s pretty good."

"Buddy, I’ve known you for years and have never seen such an expression on your face before..." Lin Hanrui found it hard to describe and couldn’t find the right word until he remembered there was a perfect term for it, "Love-struck; you remind me of that, you know?"

Cheng Qiaobei said, "Really?"

"Is there more?" Lin Hanrui opened his phone’s camera and snapped a photo of Cheng Qiaobei. "Here, take a look at yourself."

Cheng Qiaobei looked at his photo and noticed that his entire aura seemed different—his eyes were softer.

"Now look at a photo from six months ago." Lin Hanrui found a photo of them from his social media.

Back then, he had an aura of gloomy coldness, his eyes were icy and indifferent, and combined with his dark attire, indeed made people feel unapproachable.

"Get it?" Lin Hanrui laughed, "So tell me, what are the perks of getting married?"

Cheng Qiaobei seemed to fall back into sweet memories, while Lin Hanrui looked out the window speechlessly, nodding emphatically, "I’m convinced, marriage has made you silly."

Cheng Qiaobei said, "What I can say is, as long as I think of being with her, I feel happy."

"No way." Lin Hanrui shook his head, "Being single is free and fun. You can do whatever you want, go wherever you want, eat whatever you want, and play however you want."

Cheng Qiaobei said, "I can still do all that now, and together with someone else, it’s even happier than being alone."

"No way." He wouldn’t believe, even at gunpoint, that two people could be happier than one, "Are you trying to trick me into finding someone to marry?"

Cheng Qiaobei held up his teacup and looked at him through the swirling steam, raising an eyebrow and smiling knowingly.

"When you meet that person, you’ll understand me."

Lin Hanrui chuckled nonchalantly, "Whatever. I can’t handle it. I’m not the kind who would want a woman watching over me every day; just the thought is unbearable. Besides, you don’t understand the joy of going through a garden of flowers without getting a single petal stuck."

Mentioning flowers, Lin Hanrui thought of Liang Lei.

He poured new tea for Cheng Qiaobei, casually asking, "Who does Liang Lei usually hang out with at your climbing club?"

Cheng Qiaobei slowly put down his teacup, stared at Lin Hanrui for a few seconds, and the latter fiddled with the tea cup uneasily, saying, "I didn’t mean anything by it, just suddenly thought of her, casually asked."

Cheng Qiaobei said, "I’m reminding you, you’d better not make Liang Lei the target of your plans."

"We’re all adults, mutual consent; what do you mean I’m making her a target," Lin Hanrui sniffed, "Isn’t it possible that we both like each other, that it’s about who’s got better skills, seeing who can outmaneuver whom?"

Cheng Qiaobei frowned, "How far along are you two?"

Lin Hanrui took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, "Amidst ambiguity."

Cheng Qiaobei lowered his gaze. Liang Lei was a smart woman, it was impossible for her not to see what kind of flamboyant person Lin Hanrui was.

Maybe some things are destined, whether it’s genuine or fake, it wasn’t something he could worry about.

"Chen Ningxi once told me, if you want to understand someone, don’t listen to others; use your own eyes to see," Cheng Qiaobei remembered he hadn’t replied to Chen Ningxi’s message and started to check his phone while saying, "In major issues, as long as they’re not breaking the law, deceiving or cheating, doing anything against morality, and maybe not being a good person to others, but if they’re good to you, that’s all that matters."

Lin Hanrui paused, "When does she usually go climbing?"

Cheng Qiaobei said, "She often goes on Monday and Friday nights, usually there on weekends too."

Lin Hanrui gestured a hand sign, "Noted."

Chen Ningxi went to inspect the wind power project early in the morning. From the commencement of the project to the early stages of construction, she would come to check whenever she had time. The significance of wind power conversion for Danjiang City, and even the whole province and Northeast region, would be a revolutionary advancement in power generation, and Chen Ningxi looked forward to the early completion and operation of the project more than anyone else.