Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 33 What Did She Say

Chapter 33: Chapter 33 What Did She Say

We faced setbacks outside, and we thought of going home, not for any other reason than that home could offer us ample tolerance and provide the most psychological comfort and support.

At that moment, home became our best recharging station.

As she left home, Chen Ningxi had just started the car when she saw her father, Chen Weichuan, returning.

She got out of the car to greet him, "Dad, you’re off work."

Chen Weichuan said, "Hmm, are you leaving now?"

Chen Ningxi replied, "I waited a bit, but you didn’t come back, so I figured you were working late again; come on up, Mom made braised knife fish."

Chen Weichuan glanced up at the kitchen, its lights still on, and handed her the insulated bag he was carrying, "Take this back to eat."

"What’s good to eat?" There was no label on the silver insulated bag, making it hard to tell what it was.

"Xu Ji roast duck."

"I’m full, can’t eat anymore; you and Mom eat it." Chen Ningxi shivered from the cold, "Dad, go upstairs quickly, it’s freezing."

Chen Weichuan cautioned, "The road’s slippery, drive slowly."

"Got it." Chen Ningxi ran to her car.

Only once the car was out of sight did Chen Weichuan head inside.

Chen Ningxi disliked scheming and was averse to leveraging background influence, but she had used her father’s hand to cut off someone else’s path.

In this matter, she considered herself despicable.

But life rarely offers perfect solutions; there’s always some bit of regret mixed in, whether you like it or not, you have to move forward, and keep your eyes on the horizon.

The next day.

The research report on the wind power project still required professional technicians to conduct site measurements in Donggou. Chen Ningxi personally went to Northeast Power Grid Co., Ltd., seeking technicians. Once the leadership learned of her request, they immediately assigned three technicians to assist her.

She stayed five days in Donggou. By day, they conducted site measurements with the technicians, and at night, she compiled the measured data into reports.

Without data support, her report could only be empty talk, but with solid data backing it up, Donggou might become the largest wind power generation base in the north in the future.

To thank the technicians for their dedicated cooperation, Chen Ningxi specially chose the famous high-end restaurant Golden Goblet in Danjiang for a gratitude banquet, also inviting the company’s Manager Bai Haifeng and Party Secretary Zhou Zhenggang to accompany, along with two colleagues adept at drinking culture. Everyone had a very enjoyable meal.

During a lively conversation, Cheng Qiaobei’s call came through.

With the annual meeting of the power company upcoming the day after tomorrow, he was still concerned about how Chen Ningxi’s speech was coming along.

Hearing the noise on the other end of the line, Cheng Qiaobei asked, "Eating out?"

Chen Ningxi replied, "Yes, with company leaders, colleagues, and technicians from the branch office."

Bai Haifeng noticed something unusual in Chen Ningxi’s tone and expression, recalling that he had heard a few days ago about Deputy Director He Yunyi from the Education Commission courting Chen Ningxi, thinking this might be good news on the horizon.

"Boyfriend checking up on you?"

Chen Ningxi quickly denied, "No, just a friend."

"What friend needs a report?" Bai Haifeng laughed with a meaningful expression.

Whether because of the drinking or Manager Bai’s words, Chen Ningxi felt her ears burning more and more.

Cheng Qiaobei’s voice came through, "Girls should drink less when out; I didn’t have any other matter but to ask how the speech preparation was going."

Chen Ningxi said, "All prepared."

Cheng Qiaobei replied, "Nothing else, get home early."

Just as Chen Ningxi was about to hang up, Cheng Qiaobei asked again, "Where are you eating?"

"Why do you ask?"

Last time he asked where she and Liang Lei were dining, he showed up unexpectedly; he might do it again.

Cheng Qiaobei gave the lamest excuse of his life.

"Hearing the atmosphere, this place’s dishes should be good; I want to try it, planning to hire another chef."

"Well..." Chen Ningxi realized she might have been overthinking, "Golden Goblet."

Finally, he thanked her.

It was almost eleven when they came out of Golden Goblet. As it was too late, Chen Ningxi did not let the three heavily drunk technicians drive back to the city. Instead, she booked a nearby hotel to settle them in before hiring a driver to take her home.

Just turning a corner towards the garage entrance, Chen Ningxi, half-dazed, seemed to see Cheng Qiaobei’s car tailing behind. But before she could see clearly, the car had already entered the underground parking.

At that moment, Cheng Qiaobei’s car was parked at the community entrance. Just as he was about to call Chen Ningxi, her number appeared on his phone.

A low voice came from the receiver, "Home?"

Chen Ningxi walked while unbuttoning her coat, tossing it on the sofa, collapsing onto the sofa herself, panting heavily, responding with a nasal tone: "Hmm. Were you tailing me just now?"

Judging by her voice, she was evidently drunk. He did not answer but countered with, "How much did you drink?"

"Uh..." a mind foggy from drinking wasn’t perceptive enough to notice he hadn’t answered the previous question. She frowned in discomfort, feeling the world spin and closed her eyes again. "Two glasses, I guess."

"Two glasses and you’re drunk?"

"Two glasses of white."

"..." Way to go!

"And six bottles of beer."

Cheng Qiaobei said, "..."

"We also had two bottles of red wine."

"..." Well then, a trifecta.

Cheng Qiaobei didn’t know if he was angry or genuinely admired women who could hold their liquor, "Ha ha, you can drink a bit."

"What, want to drink with me?" Right now, Chen Ningxi’s mind was completely detached from sobriety, and normally unspoken words had lost their taboo.

"I couldn’t outdrink you; you’re too good at it."

"Hahaha..." Chen Ningxi laughed, "You’re scared too."

"Afraid, afraid, scared, does that work for you?"

Knowing she was drunk, things said tonight might not be recalled the following day, yet Cheng Qiaobei didn’t indicate the intention of ending the call.

"In the future, drink less at social gatherings, come home early, and if you’re late, have someone pick you up," Cheng Qiaobei advised.

"No need for a pickup, I can manage fine, living without a man."

"Alright," Cheng Qiaobei rubbed his forehead, "Sure, you got it."

"Hehehe... Manager Cheng, do you believe in light?"

"..." What did she mean? Starting to play Ultraman?

Cheng Qiaobei asked, "How so?"

"The heart has ideals, actions have strength, the future has hope,... light of hope, get it?" Chen Ningxi thumped her chest fiercely, "Do you know the amazing thing I accomplished today?"

Cheng Qiaobei asked, "Let’s hear it, I want to know how amazing."

Chen Ningxi raised her hand to her lips and shushed, "Shh... can’t do, still in the secret stage, can’t tell. My lips are sealed, can’t say, I zipped it."

"Pfft..." Cheng Qiaobei laughed, "Don’t worry, if you zip it, how’ll we talk? Open the zipper first."

Chen Ningxi actually mimed unzipping, "Done, speak."

Cheng Qiaobei was sitting downstairs at Chen Ningxi’s place, chatting with her for more than an hour, until soft breathing came over the phone, and only then did Cheng Qiaobei hang up.

The next day, opening her eyes, Chen Ningxi felt her head was very heavy, walking unsteadily, her mouth dry and parched. It wasn’t until she drank a cup of warm water from the kitchen that she felt somewhat better.

Seeing the last call on her phone logged an hour and forty-six minutes and was to Cheng Qiaobei, Chen Ningxi was instantly dumbfounded.

What was going on?

What did she say?