The Cinnabar Mole of a Beijing Circle Tycoon

As soon as the gangway at Phoenix Airport came to a stop, a humid breeze carrying the sweet scent of coconut palms wafted over.

Shen Qingyao took off her thin jacket, revealing herself in a tank top and hot pants, and walked out arm in arm with Lu Ying, who was wearing a tight yellow mini skirt.

Xiang Yu, dressed in a sporty short-sleeved shirt and shorts, followed behind the two, playing on her phone.

Their gazes cut through the bustling crowd and they immediately spotted Xu Huihui waving her arms at the exit.

"Over here!" Hsu Hui-hui, wearing a bright yellow floral dress and flip-flops, exuded vitality.

She rushed over, giving Shen Qingyao a big hug first, then putting her arms around Lu Ying and Xiang Yu's shoulders, "Welcome to Hainan, ladies!"

After Meng Jiangyu successfully proposed to her, Shen Qingyao shared the good news in the dormitory group chat, which caused an uproar that very night.

"Congratulations Yao Yao on entering a new stage of your life!" Xu Huihui congratulated her in person.

Lu Ying and Xiang Yu had already congratulated each other a few days ago when they went shopping for clothes together.

Xu Huihui happily raised her chin and took the suitcase from Shen Qingyao's hand. "Come on, let's go get something to eat first. The coconut chicken from this century-old shop is so good, I guarantee you'll crave it for a year after just one bite."

The car traveled along the streets shaded by swaying coconut palms. Bougainvillea on both sides of the road were in full bloom, and sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the asphalt.

Shen Qingyao rolled down the car window, and the sea breeze brushed against her cheeks, carrying a salty, warm feeling.

Shen Qingyao took a photo and sent it to Meng Jiangyu, "Landed safely in Sanya."

"Okay, be careful. Call me if anything happens."

"Okay, brother, work hard!"

The coconut chicken hot pot restaurant is hidden in an old alley. Rows of green coconuts are displayed at the entrance. The waiters skillfully cut them open, insert a straw, and hand them over.

The sweet coconut juice slid down my throat, instantly dispelling the heat from outside.

On the bamboo dining table, a clay pot simmers and bubbles, with a few pieces of coconut meat floating in the milky white broth. The Wenchang chicken is tender and juicy, and when paired with a dipping sauce made of sand ginger and lime, one bite is enough to make your tongue tingle with freshness.

"How about it, amazing, right?" Xu Huihui picked up a piece of chicken skin and crunched it. "Let me tell you, this soup base is made from freshly squeezed juice from three old coconuts, without adding a single drop of water."

Xiang Yu took a sip of soup, squinted her eyes and nodded: "It's so delicious, much more authentic than what I've had in Beijing."

Lu Ying was busy dipping the chicken in the bowl when she heard this and agreed, "Indeed, this is the taste that coconut chicken should have."

Shen Qingyao smiled and nodded, scooping up a spoonful of soup. A warm feeling spread from her stomach. "Delicious."

After a satisfying meal, Xu Huihui clapped her hands: "Come on, I'll take you to Wuzhizhou Island!"

She was driving a bright red convertible with the roof open, and the sea breeze was blowing her hair around.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Shen Qingyao watched the coconut groves and blue sea rushing past on both sides of the road. She couldn't help but raise her hand to shield her eyes from the glaring sunlight, but she couldn't hide the smile on her lips.

The seawater around Wuzhizhou Island is a clear blue-green, like a piece of finely polished jade.

The sand was so soft it felt like walking on clouds. Several people took off their shoes and walked barefoot in the sand, letting the sea gently wash over their ankles, bringing a refreshing coolness.

Xu Huihui led them to the sightseeing bus with familiarity. The wind around the island was full of the fragrance of flowers, and on the distant sea, a white yacht drew a graceful arc, leaving behind layers of waves.

As evening approached, the group reluctantly left the island and returned to the hotel that Shen Qingyao had booked in advance.

It was a seaside resort hotel; opening the balcony door revealed a boundless ocean view.

The next morning, Shen Qingyao was awakened by the sound of the waves.

She drew back the curtains, and golden sunlight bathed the sea, shimmering like scattered diamonds.

On the private beach downstairs, Lu Ying and Xiang Yu had already laid out their picnic mats.

Shen Qingyao changed into a beige long dress and went downstairs in slippers. Xu Huihui was walking over with a basket of fruit, including mangoes, lychees, and wax apples.

The four of them lay side by side on deck chairs, covered with thin blankets, while the sea breeze blew lazily, carrying a salty and damp scent.

The warm sunshine felt so comforting that I almost fell asleep.

Lu Ying spoke, turning her head to look at Shen Qingyao, her eyes full of smiles, "Yaoyao, I didn't ask in detail before, tell me about the proposal."

Shen Qingyao's cheeks flushed instantly. She raised her hand to smooth her wind-blown hair, nodded, and couldn't hide the smile on her lips: "Okay."

"Wow!" Xu Huihui sat up abruptly and moved closer to her. "Isn't it incredibly romantic?"

Xiang Yu also became interested, propping herself up on her elbows as she looked at her: "Yeah, yeah, President Meng is so thoughtful, she must have prepared a big surprise, right?"

Shen Qingyao's thoughts drifted back to New Year's Eve. Fireworks bloomed in the night sky, and Meng Jiangyu held her hand as they stood in front of the French windows. Amidst the fireworks, he knelt on one knee, took out the custom-made diamond ring from his pocket, and looked at her with a seriousness she had never seen before.

She recounted the events of that night in a soft voice, her tone unconsciously gentle.

Lu Ying and Xiang Yu listened with envy, while Xu Huihui exaggeratedly clutched her chest: "Oh my god, this is too sweet! I'm so jealous!"

Shen Qingyao smiled and shook her head, then turned to Lu Ying: "By the way, how's the decoration of your wedding room going?"

"It's almost done," Lu Ying said, her eyes crinkling with anticipation for the future. "The furniture has all been delivered. After six months of formaldehyde removal, we can move in."

"Congratulations in advance!" Xiang Yu said with a smile, "You're about to embark on a new life."

"And you? How's it going with your classmate Tang lately?" Lu Ying asked, sipping her coconut water.

"Our relationship has been quite stable lately, and his parents even said they want to meet me when they have time."

"That's great!" Xu Huihui said, peeling a lychee.

Shen Qingyao ate a wax apple. "Huihui, how about you? How's life been lately?"

Xu Huihui scratched her head a little embarrassedly, "Well... my family arranged a blind date for me a while ago. I met him once, and he seemed pretty reliable, but... we're still getting to know each other."

The four chatted as they talked, their laughter carried away by the sea breeze to the distant horizon.

The sun shines brightly, and time is gentle; such moments are so pleasant that one wouldn't want to waste them.

On the third day, Xu Huihui took the three of them to Haitang Bay.

The beaches here are quieter and the seawater is clearer than that of Wuzhizhou Island.

They strolled along the coastline, picking up seashells on the beach, occasionally chasing the waves, their cheerful laughter echoing throughout the air.

When you're tired, sit in a seaside cafe, order an iced coconut juice, and enjoy the rare moment of leisure while gazing at the distant sea and sky.

On the fourth day, their destination was Coconut Dream Corridor.

This is the most photogenic spot in Sanya. As the sun sets, the golden afterglow spills onto the coconut groves and the sea, creating a scene as beautiful as an oil painting.

Xu Huihui was prepared and brought several beautiful dresses for the three of them to change into.

Shen Qingyao wore a long white dress and stood under a coconut tree. The sea breeze blew, and the hem of her dress fluttered in the wind.

Xu Huihui held up her camera, snapping photos incessantly, muttering, "So beautiful! Yaoyao, stand a little over there, yes, just like that!"

Xiang Yu was also busy taking pictures. She and Lu Ying huddled together, striking all sorts of funny poses, laughing non-stop.

Shen Qingyao looked at herself in the camera, with the blue sea and sky behind her and her best friend beside her, her heart filled with warmth.