Let's Squander A Billion First!-Chapter 1601: Wu Di of the Anti-Fans (32)

"Why did you reject me before?"

The big boss felt it was quite a blow to his ego to be rejected, and he demanded an explanation.

"I think such things need a sense of ceremony," An Ji said softly. "And I should be the one confessing to you."

Chuzheng always came out with such comments out of the blue, how could An Ji agree?

Something so important can’t be casually brushed off.

"Can I ask you a question?" An Ji spoke cautiously, as if afraid to anger Chuzheng.

"Ask."

"Why did you... trash me online?"

Chuzheng’s hand paused while cutting the steak, the knife scraping against the plate below, making an unpleasant sound.

If I say it wasn’t me, would you believe it?

Chuzheng carefully analyzed the original protagonist’s behavior; she felt the original protagonist probably liked An Ji.

After all, if she were truly a hater, why would she buy so many of An Ji’s books, collecting every book’s poster...

In short, many things in the original protagonist’s room were related to An Ji.

But this had nothing to do with her; she was innocent!

"I was immature before." It was the original protagonist who was immature! Chuzheng said with conviction, "Isn’t that no longer the case now?"

An Ji asked again, "Did you know me before?"

"Does it matter?"

An Ji thought for a moment and shook his head.

Even if she knew him before, there wasn’t any entanglement between them.

"Since it doesn’t matter, why ask?" Chuzheng straightened her face, switching the cut steak in front of her for his, forcefully commanding, "Eat, don’t talk." Haven’t you heard of not talking while eating or sleeping?

An Ji: "..."

I can manage myself!

Why doesn’t she think she goes against the image of a girl?!

An Ji had no choice but to eat the steak Chuzheng had cut for him.

After taking a few bites, he realized the middle piece was heart-shaped.

An Ji’s heart involuntarily started to race.

This is too much.

How could she do this!

-

The restaurant was reserved by An Ji, so the whole dining time it was just the two of them.

After finishing the meal, An Ji received the flowers from the manager, once again a bouquet of lilies of the valley.

An Ji handed the flowers to Chuzheng, "Please take care of me in the future."

"Okay."

Chuzheng’s tone was cold and indifferent, lacking any of the enthusiasm of a new relationship.

Luckily, An Ji was already used to it.

Chuzheng walked out of the restaurant holding the flowers, with An Ji holding her hand, and asked softly, "Do you know the language of lilies of the valley?"

"Happiness returns."

An Ji was taken aback, then laughed after a moment, realizing she knew.

So last time she specifically gave it to him?

An Ji’s fingers gently moved, intertwining with Chuzheng’s, he slightly bent his head, whispering beside her lips, "You’re here."

"Yes, I’m here."

-

After confirming the relationship with An Ji, Chuzheng openly stayed at his house—playing with the dog.

Fei Xiu would frequently call to ask how his dog was doing, and An Ji patiently answered, even showing Little Red Flower to Fei Xiu.

This day, Fei Xiu called again while An Ji was showering, and Chuzheng ignored it.

But Fei Xiu kept calling...

Chuzheng simply put his phone on silent.

When An Ji came out, Chuzheng told him that Fei Xiu had called.

An Ji, while drying his hair, dialed back to Fei Xiu on his phone.

"Uncle Fei."

"How is Little Red Flower today?" Fei Xiu’s voice came through, "Quick, let me see."

An Ji had to aim the camera at Little Red Flower, "It’s doing great, Uncle Fei, don’t worry."

Little Red Flower probably heard Uncle Fei’s voice and excitedly approached the camera.

Fei Xiu interacted with Little Red Flower through the screen for a while.

Chuzheng went around, taking the towel from An Ji’s hand, helping him dry his hair.

An Ji turned to look at her, the boy fresh out of the shower, a hint of moisture on his skin, with a charming smile on his clean and handsome face, looking as appealing as ever.

"An Ji, make sure you take good care of it," he said.

"Mm." An Ji said as he switched the camera to the front-facing one, "I will..."

Bang—

There was a sudden jolt on Fei Xiu’s end, as if he dropped his phone...

Soon the screen went black, the next second the phone was picked up, and Fei Xiu’s face reappeared.

"Who’s that person behind you!" Fei Xiu’s face was filled with shock and disbelief.

Why did he see his ex-employee drying his child’s hair?

"Chuzheng..." An Ji didn’t intend to hide it: "I’m dating her."

Bang—

This time the phone went completely black.

Fei Xiu probably broke the phone.

An Ji looked at the suddenly ended video call, blinking innocently.

A minute later, Fei Xiu managed to get a phone to call An Ji again.

An Ji hadn’t said anything when Fei Xiu roared from the other end, "What’s going on with you and her? How did you start dating?"

Fei Xiu, having seen countless people, knew that little girl wasn’t someone An Ji could handle!

After Fei Xiu finished shouting, An Ji brought the phone closer, "We just... got together like that."

"What do you mean by just like that?"

Fei Xiu wished he could crawl through the phone.

An Ji wasn’t about to explain in detail to Fei Xiu, he could only summarize simply.

Fei Xiu demanded to talk to An Ji alone, but Chuzheng held onto him, "Dry your hair first before going."

Fei Xiu: "..."

Fei Xiu sat through five minutes of hairdryer noise on the other side.

An Ji went into the study, closing the door behind him, "Uncle Fei."

Fei Xiu: "The one you said was your crush, it’s her?"

An Ji: "Yes."

Fei Xiu: "..."

Fei Xiu seemed to remember something he’d done, and fell silent for a moment.

"An Ji, her family should be quite wealthy, being with her, you need to think carefully..."

An Ji lowered his head, looking at the decor on the table, "I never thought about her money."

"That’s not the point," Fei Xiu said. "You know, nowadays many people still care about matching social status..."

Although Fei Xiu didn’t spell it out, An Ji understood.

His mother was that kind of person; he himself had some savings, but in this city, it was nothing significant.

And her?

Living in a high-end neighborhood with a starting price of tens of millions, casually posting online about spending millions before...

Their social statuses were unequal.

An Ji fell silent, his fingers gently sliding across the table, who knows what he was thinking.

After a while, An Ji spoke, "Uncle Fei, I know."

"Alright, as long as you know," Fei Xiu didn’t say much more. An Ji was an adult and knew what he was doing.

Fei Xiu reminded An Ji a couple more times before hanging up.

An Ji stood there for a moment, then turned and went out. As he glanced at the graduation photo on the wall, his gaze softened after a brief pause.

No matter what, he wanted to be with her.

If she didn’t want him...

An Ji didn’t let his thoughts go further, collecting himself, he opened the study door and went out.

The usually quiet living room was filled with the laughter and noise of a variety show on TV, and the person he liked was on the sofa.

An Ji went over and moved Little Red Flower out of Chuzheng’s arms, "Hug me."

Chuzheng: "..." My Little Red Flower!! Who wants to hug you! Get off me!

Little Red Flower: "Woof!"