Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 198 Have you seen the little happiness of summer?

Chapter 198: Chapter 198 Have you seen the little happiness of summer?

Hearing the odd tone in Lin Hanrui’s voice, Cheng Qiaobei asked, "Did you two argue?"

"Tsk," Lin Hanrui clicked his tongue, "Are you a mind reader or something?"

Cheng Qiaobei laughed, "Need a think tank?"

"Heh," Lin Hanrui said stubbornly, "Man, the number of girls I’ve dated could line up from East City Gate to the West Gate, I don’t need your advice."

Cheng Qiaobei joked, "You’ve dated a lot, but my quality is higher."

"..." Oh, his cocky confidence!

Lin Hanrui said, "Go on, how can I make her happy? You don’t know, Liang Lei is tough to please, I’ve tried all sorts of things, and she just ignores me."

Cheng Qiaobei suggested, "Send her a transfer of 1991 yuan."

Lin Hanrui didn’t get it, "Hm?"

Cheng Qiaobei explained, "What major event happened in 1991?"

Lin Hanrui frowned, stopped what he was doing, thought for a moment, "The dissolution of the Soviet Union?"

Cheng Qiaobei smirked, "Try rephrasing that."

Lin Hanrui replied, "The end of the Cold War?"

"Not bad," Cheng Qiaobei continued, "When she asks what you mean, just say the Cold War is over."

"Shoot!" Lin Hanrui was almost bowing in admiration, "That’s brilliant! This could only be your idea!"

"I’ll call her to talk business first, then you can send it later," Cheng Qiaobei advised.

Lin Hanrui was busy with work, "Alright. You do your thing first."

After hanging up, Cheng Qiaobei dialed Liang Lei’s phone.

When Liang Lei received Cheng Qiaobei’s call, she had just finished rock climbing, sweating and sitting by the side to rest.

Answering the phone, she said, "Hello."

"Liang Lei, it’s me, Cheng Qiaobei."

Liang Lei asked, "What’s up?"

Cheng Qiaobei inquired, "If I remember correctly, you said you work at Sai Bo Entertainment?"

"Yeah," Liang Lei squinted and smiled, "Manager Cheng wants to discuss cooperation?"

Talking to smart people saves time and effort, cutting down on a lot of winding dialogue.

Cheng Qiaobei said, "I have that intention, but I need your introduction."

Liang Lei was interested; nothing pleases more than business knocking at your door.

"Tell me about it, what’s the deal?"

Cheng Qiaobei briefly explained his idea to Liang Lei, and he asked, "Can it work on your end?"

Liang Lei agreed readily, "No problem, as long as there’s generosity, there’s nothing that can’t be done, and your offer is very sincere. I’ll discuss it with the person who liaises with me tomorrow at the provincial channel. I’ll let you know when there’s news."

Cheng Qiaobei said, "Thank you, Liang Lei."

Liang Lei, straightforward and refreshing, replied, "Don’t mention it, you’re my bestie’s hubby. If it’s within my ability, it’s right to help. We have this channel, don’t we? If I couldn’t do it, your ask for help would go unanswered, right? Saying more would be distant; treating Ning Xi well is the most important."

Cheng Qiaobei lowered his eyes with a smile, "Rest assured, whether or not you help, I’ll always treat Ning Xi well. She is my wife, and treating her well is my duty."

Liang Lei said, "Alright. For that statement, I’ll do my utmost to help you make this happen."

Before hanging up, Cheng Qiaobei asked, "Did you argue with Lin Hanrui?"

Liang Lei pressed her lips, smile fading, "...Yeah, you know? Did he call you?"

Cheng Qiaobei said, "I asked for your number, guessed from the pitiful tone he had, sounded like he lost his soul. I’ve known him for years, never seen him this down. Lin Hanrui may have a sharp tongue, but his character isn’t bad. Don’t stew in anger at him, it harms you more than anyone else. Health is more important than any man."

Liang Lei’s expression softened, his words indeed making the anger seem unworthy.

"Alright, I understand."

That was how much Cheng Qiaobei could help him, "Lin Hanrui was even crying before hanging up, sobbing while sketching. Imagine the picture, doesn’t it seem pitiful."

Liang Lei chuckled at the thought, "That reckless guy can actually cry?"

"He really cried," Cheng Qiaobei repeated.

Not known for joking often, even Cheng Qiaobei sounded earnest, making Liang Lei half-believe it.

"I’m about to leave, is there anything else?"

Cheng Qiaobei, "That’s all."

After hanging up, Cheng Qiaobei sent Lin Hanrui a message on WeChat.

north: I said you missed her so much you cried, prepare your feelings.

Lin Hanrui was fully absorbed in work, didn’t check his WeChat.

Finding the collaboration contact, Cheng Qiaobei’s day’s work was nearly done.

After tidying up the desk, locking up important documents, he left the office.

On his way back, Cheng Qiaobei passed by a barbecue stall, ordered a bunch of skewers to take home.

At this hour, Chen Ningxi wasn’t asleep yet. He dialed her, "Wife, are you asleep?"

Chen Ningxi just finished her shower, "Not yet."

Cheng Qiaobei, "I’m getting barbecue, don’t sleep."

Chen Ningxi’s eyes curved into a smile, said, "Wow."

Cheng Qiaobei, "Do we have beer at home?"

"I’ll take a look."

In the receiver, he heard her happy footfalls, Cheng Qiaobei’s profile softening under the streetlight. He heard from the other end, "There are two cans of light beer left."

Cheng Qiaobei, "I’ll drop by the supermarket at the entrance later to buy a dozen."

Chen Ningxi, "I’ll go whip up a cucumber salad."

His tall figure stood by the grill, eyes fixed on the meat skewers over flames, charcoal lights reflecting love into his deep eyes. As the grill master flipped the skewers, bright red chili powder sprinkled down, sparks flew, smoke rose, aroma wafted through the street.

Have you ever seen the little joys of summer?

A skewer for life, drinking with the one you love, nothing more.

Ye Yujun controlled her strictly, road-side stalls weren’t allowed growing up. As a grown-up, she retaliated by eating street food, finding the taste quite enjoyable. As Chen Ningxi would say, everything tasted good.

In truth, small stalls have their joys, big hotels have their comforts, choice of lifestyle shouldn’t be too rigid. Life is simple; happiness is what counts.

By then, Lin Hanrui had finished his work, saved the drawings, and picked up his phone to send Liang Lei a money transfer.

Liang Lei saw Lin Hanrui’s message upon getting home, staring at the transfer record in the chat box, frowning.

"Trying to bribe me?" Liang Lei gritted her teeth, "Gonna crack your skull open!"

She frowned, and replied: What do you mean?

"Whoa—" Lin Hanrui was surprised, "She really replied. Gosh, efficient men have higher dating success."

At this moment, unaware that someone on the other end was planning to crack his skull, Lin Hanrui was testing fate’s boundaries.

Lin Hanrui replied cheerfully: What’s significant about 1991?

Liang Lei gritted her molars, just throwing money at her is one thing, but quizzing history at night as well.

"Such nerve!" Her eyes rolled skyward, replied: No idea.

Lin Hanrui: Hahaha... Besides the dissolution of the Soviet Union, what’s more?

Liang Lei’s face turned completely dark, listening to him teach history at night, truly maddening.

Big Sister doesn’t love you: No idea.

Lin Hanrui frowned, not following the script.

Cupid Pikachu: The Cold War ended, how do you not know?

What Lin Hanrui meant was, he had already indicated that the Cold War was over, and she still didn’t get his intention.

Liang Lei not only rejected his transfer but reversed it—sending 250 yuan back.

Lin Hanrui was taken aback, "...Insulting me? Why insult me?"