In the dormitory, the three of them looked at Ye Zhiqiu with admiration, as if he were a hero. He stood up decisively and walked towards the corner.
Actually, although that table was in the most secluded part of the store, it was very eye-catching.
The reason was the beautiful woman wearing a baseball cap that covered most of her face.
Many men in the store implicitly cast their gazes towards that table, but there were only two reasons why they hadn't taken action yet.
The first was a lack of self-confidence. The faint noble aura emanating from the slightly older, mature woman made many men hesitate, causing them to first weigh their own capabilities.
The second was that the two were clearly discussing something, giving off a 'I'm busy, no trespassing' vibe. Any normal person wouldn't consider it a good time to strike up a conversation; forcing oneself upon them would have a 99% chance of failure.
Ye Zhiqiu's pockets were probably emptier than anyone else's present, but he was determined to be the 'hard-headed' one.
He wasn't so narcissistic as to think that his handsome face alone could make the other party willingly give him her phone number, but under the stimulation of alcohol, a slightly unrestrained act was nothing.
Ye Zhiqiu's actions were quickly noticed by everyone. The men in the bar cast admiring, indifferent, or complex gazes, among others.
However, Ye Zhiqiu didn't care. As he approached step by step, the mature woman, who was facing him, also noticed him and stopped speaking.
The mature woman clearly guessed Ye Zhiqiu's intention. Her exquisitely trimmed eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her gaze held a hint of displeasure and helplessness.
Ye Zhiqiu didn't care about the other party's reaction. He went straight to the point, repeating the same trick he had used earlier.
"Hello, excuse me, is this seat..."
This excuse for striking up a conversation was terribly bad. No normal person, no matter how desperate for a seat, would go to a corner and ask to share a table.
"I'm sorry."
A clear and pleasant voice interrupted Ye Zhiqiu's words. Her tone was flat, with an extremely distant politeness, yet it conveyed no hint of displeasure, showcasing the speaker's good upbringing.
It's just... Ye Zhiqiu suspected he was drunk. Why did this voice seem a little familiar?
Where had he heard it recently?
"We're discussing something... Ye Zhiqiu?"
The clear voice took on a surprised tone, the distant feeling vanished, yet it remained so pleasant.
Hearing his own name, Ye Zhiqiu instinctively lowered his gaze, meeting a pair of clear, beautiful eyes that seemed to hold a shimmering, clear spring.
Ye Zhiqiu had seen these eyes four hours ago.
The location was... the resting pavilion on the path from the main teaching building of Huahai Media University to the cafeteria.
"Minister Yu."
Ye Zhiqiu was also stunned, subconsciously calling out Yu Caiwei's position in the Literary Association.
After her initial surprise, Yu Caiwei quickly reacted and asked, "You're..."
Before she finished speaking, her delicate nose wrinkled slightly.
Ye Zhiqiu had drunk most of a high-proof cocktail, and leaning slightly to speak, the smell of alcohol was quite noticeable.
"Caiwei, do you know him?"
At this moment, the mature woman's expression also relaxed, and she asked.
"Yes, a classmate." Yu Caiwei nodded slightly.
The mature woman nodded, not saying anything further.
At this time, the three people from 206 Dormitory also seemed to realize that something was amiss. After they moved closer and clearly saw the 'perfect score beauty' they had been talking about, they were also dumbfounded.
There was no perfect score beauty who could compare to Yu Caiwei; the person they had been talking about for so long was the same person all along!
Ye Zhiqiu was also a bit speechless about the misunderstanding, but his thick skin was clearly not what it used to be.
Ye Zhiqiu glanced at Xie Jun and calmly said, "I know her number. Fifth floor of the cafeteria for a month."
After speaking, he naturally gave Yu Caiwei an apologetic smile, then calmly walked back to his original seat.
Xie Jun and Yang Hongwei's faces turned red. Even the steady Zhou Hua felt extremely awkward at this moment.
What kind of situation was this!
"I'm sorry for the disturbance."
Even though it was Ye Zhiqiu's prank, the three people from 206 Dormitory didn't know why they had to say this. They quickly apologized and hurried back to their seats.
The mature woman and Yu Caiwei remained calm, watching Ye Zhiqiu and the other three return to their distant seats.
With just a few words, the two of them roughly understood what had happened.
If they weren't mistaken, it was probably a boring game similar to 'truth or dare' that the group was playing.
The mature woman's interested gaze lingered on Ye Zhiqiu from afar, then she suddenly asked, "Is that boy who just spoke very familiar to you?"
Yu Caiwei neither admitted nor denied it, replying, "Literary Association, same club."
The mature woman didn't ask anything further, changing the subject and saying, "He's very handsome, you know. His looks are better than many male artists in the company."
Yu Caiwei was noncommittal, giving a soft 'Mm' in response.
The mature woman smiled slightly, looked at Ye Zhiqiu once more, then withdrew her gaze and continued the conversation they had left unfinished.
On the other side, the three people from 206 Dormitory's 'admiration' for Ye Zhiqiu had reached the level of profound respect.
Yang Hongwei exclaimed, "Fourth Brother, one word: awesome! You even dared to flirt... strike up a conversation with Yu Caiwei."
Xie Jun continued, "Now I believe Fourth Brother has been completely transformed."
"Yu Caiwei has many fans now. If her fans found out, Fourth Brother's life would probably be in danger."
Ye Zhiqiu chuckled. The small interlude just now didn't affect him much.
Yu Caiwei was indeed beautiful, but his inner self had long passed the naive stage of being unable to move when seeing a pretty woman. Moreover, he didn't want anything from her, so there was nothing to be embarrassed about.
Furthermore, having been baptized by another brilliant civilization, this was Ye Zhiqiu's greatest source of self-confidence. Although it currently seemed that there was a significant difference in their statuses, deep down, he didn't feel inferior to anyone, so he could engage in equal conversation or even playfully tease her a little.
Moreover, Ye Zhiqiu seemed to feel... Yu Caiwei wasn't angry about his behavior just now.
While they were chatting, they didn't notice a stylishly dressed man and woman entering the store.
The table where Ye Zhiqiu and the other three sat was one of the best spots to view the store's performance. As the two scanned the store, they naturally saw the four of them.
The woman visibly paused when she saw Ye Zhiqiu, then turned and said something to her male companion, who was holding her arm.
The man, dressed in a branded suit, somewhat handsome, and clearly from a privileged background, glanced at Ye Zhiqiu, then took the woman's arm and walked towards where the four were seated.
"Ye Zhiqiu? What are you doing here?"
A very familiar female voice came, and Ye Zhiqiu's body unconsciously stiffened. He slowly turned around.
The man and woman, walking arm in arm, stood behind him. It was the beautiful female companion who had just greeted him.
Chen Yuan!