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Jiang Yizhou left the company and found a familiar restaurant to solve his lunch problem. He ordered two dishes: scrambled eggs with cucumber and scrambled eggs with tomatoes, along with two bowls of rice.
After filling his stomach, Jiang Yizhou took advantage of the leisurely time sitting in his seat sipping tea to call Yu Jinghong, wanting to discuss planning a good direction for Xiao Ya.
"Ha..." Yu Jinghong picked up the sweat towel hanging around her neck and wiped the beads of sweat off her face. Even wearing a thin sweater, she felt a bit hot.
She had asked a friend to find a two-bedroom apartment near her alma mater. However, after leaving Beijing and studying abroad for three years, she only had one suitcase of belongings. The apartment felt somewhat empty and old; it was said that the previous owners were an elderly couple, and after Anran passed away, their children threw away all the old items that needed to be discarded.
She had just rummaged through some large items at a flea market but still needed to buy new things. Moving was indeed exhausting! The sweat soaking her clothes was not the pleasant kind; the strange smell made her wish she could immediately take a thorough shower.
"Dingling dingling..." The monotonous ringtone of her phone rang. With a pair of tired eyes, she answered the call without much enthusiasm, "Hello, who is it?"
"It's me, Jiang Yizhou. Why do you sound so angry? Who annoyed you?" Jiang Yizhou said cheerfully.
Facing a woman who was clearly unapproachable—strictly professional, with a boyfriend named Shen Qing, and someone as opinionated as Yu Jinghong who had lofty aspirations—he felt quite relaxed. After all, there was no need to worry about any romantic developments.
However, when it came to people who could truly touch his sore spots, he was quite harsh. Perhaps this could be seen as having higher expectations leading to greater harshness?
"No one annoyed me; it's just that moving is too tiring! I thought I could manage on my own; if I had known, I would have just hired some workers!" Yu Jinghong didn't want to vent her frustration on outsiders, especially since she had a good impression of Jiang Yizhou, who was also her fan.
She had moved before while abroad, but this apartment was poorly designed—especially the narrow and low staircase and the interior...
"Is that so? How about I come help you? By the way, I need to ask you something! You might be the only person I know who can help me!" Jiang Yizhou usually worked in the office every morning; other times he was either on emergency calls or on vacation.
"Is that okay? Well then, I won't pay you! My place is at..." Yu Jinghong readily provided the location and address, then laughed a few times as if pleased with herself before quickly hanging up.
Jiang Yizhou put away his phone and drank up the tea in his cup to wash away the taste in his mouth. He then self-deprecatingly remarked, "Am I erasing past mistakes and starting over as a well-organized scumbag?"
It seems that without the promises and responsibilities given during the initial confusion, one can gallop freely. Although there is little possibility with Sister Yu, being friends with her is indeed delightful.
I hope everything goes smoothly. I hope that Ding Zhengnan and Song Rushi do not encounter any unexpected issues. It would be great if they could restart their lives, although he knows he will feel some possessiveness.
In this world, having a first love to share the first experience, the first and last marriage, and being each other's only one is rare. If one constantly thinks about how many lovers their partner had in the past and how many times they shared a bed, it might be better for that person to just end it all.
Love is not unique, but what defines love is that during the days of being in love, he or she belongs only to you.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yizhou felt a pang in his heart. Ding Zhengnan is such a strong-willed person; if he truly felt insulted, he should confront him directly instead of leaving a letter and disappearing without a trace.
Murphy...
No, no, no! How could it be? Things won't turn out that badly. Since his rebirth, everything has been smooth sailing. At most, it was just the darkness before dawn—before receiving venture capital, he faced some hardships, but his luck has been quite good.
How could something as unreliable as Murphy's Law be infallible?
Shaking his head, he drove to Yu Jinghong's address and realized it was quite close to where his parents lived.
"Knock knock... knock knock..." Jiang Yizhou climbed up to the sixth floor with some fatigue and knocked on the door, reflecting on the structure of the building.
The narrow hallway only allowed two average-sized people to walk side by side; anyone slightly more robust would feel cramped. The steep stairs required lifting one's legs high at every step; he really couldn't understand how it was designed!
"You're here! Perfect timing! Help me move this TV cabinet over there; it's too much of an obstruction here!" Yu Jinghong opened the door and pulled Jiang Yizhou in without hesitation, pointing at his work object.
"Sure!" Jiang Yizhou responded promptly but soon began to complain about the physical labor. If he could spend some money to hire someone for this kind of work, he would naturally slack off and grumble. After all, it wasn't an era where labor costs had skyrocketed; manual labor was still quite cheap.
"Are you really not going to invite anyone to help?" Jiang Yizhou asked, then added, "I can pay, just as compensation for not providing you with a place to stay?"
"How can that be? You should do your own work. As for you, consider me a friend, not a hired hand. I'll treat you to dinner later!" Yu Jinghong said with a smile, assigning the heavy lifting to this man who claimed to be her fan, wanting to see what his true intentions were.
Jiang Yizhou helplessly continued moving the furniture; helping a friend was indeed something he should do.
"Knock knock knock... Is anyone there?" Suddenly, a middle-aged woman's voice came from the door.
Exchanging a glance with Yu Jinghong, the two of them went to open the door. Yu Jinghong was completely unaware that her outfit was quite revealing and that she was drenched in sweat. She smiled and asked, "Auntie, is there something you need?"
"What are you two doing..." The woman lowered her voice and looked at them oddly. "It's fine if you're in love, but it doesn't have to look like you're tearing the place apart. People downstairs are trying to take a nap!"
Seeing their disheveled appearance and sweaty state, Yu Jinghong immediately understood and explained somewhat awkwardly, "Auntie, I just moved in today and am still arranging the furniture! It's not what you think; this is my friend helping me move things!"
"Alright, just try not to make any more noise. You can tidy up around three or four in the afternoon!" The woman went downstairs, half-convinced.
As soon as the door closed, Jiang Yizhou noticed the woman's resentful glare directed at him. He felt quite moved; if he hadn't learned about her personality in the future, he might have acted impulsively.
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