The Cinnabar Mole of a Beijing Circle Tycoon

Shen Qingyao lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, her thoughts a jumbled mess.

Meng Jiangyu's confession was like a ray of bright light, shining into her originally peaceful life without warning, disturbing her peace of mind.

Shen Qingyao looked at the few withered leaves falling outside the window, her thoughts already far away.

The phone on the bedside table lit up; it was a photo sent by Xiang Yu. She and her new boyfriend were smiling brightly at the ski resort, and she even posted in the group chat, "Winter is the time to watch the snow with the person you love."

Scroll down to see the bouquet of roses that Xu Huihui posted. It is said that it was given by a senior from the next department. The two are from the same hometown. The pink roses are piled up like a small mountain.

Lu Ying is the school beauty, and she has no shortage of suitors; she "enjoys love."

Shen Qingyao's fingertips swiped across the screen, a feeling she couldn't quite describe welling up inside her.

It's not that she hasn't thought about dating.

Seeing couples strolling hand in hand on campus, and my roommates being pampered by others, it would be a lie to say I wasn't envious.

She had also secretly fantasized about whether there would be a sunny and cheerful boy who would save her a seat in the library, get her favorite sweet and sour pork ribs in the cafeteria, and wait for her under the teaching building with an umbrella on rainy days.

The reality is that she spends most of her time in classes and working part-time, leaving her with very little time for socializing.

Occasionally, someone would try to be friendly, but seeing that she was always busy going to work, the interest would gradually fade away.

She had secretly wondered if she was too ordinary.

With an ordinary family background and ordinary looks, he's like an inconspicuous pebble in a crowd, which is normal.

Until Meng Jiangyu said he liked her.

This name is one that Lu Ying speaks of with reverence whenever she does.

He was a regular feature in financial magazines, a figure who could manipulate the capital world at will, and someone from the "top world" she never dared to imagine before.

How could I not be tempted? Of course I am.

He stood there, radiating an aura of brilliance.

His calm demeanor, deep eyes, and even the profile of him holding a cigarette between his fingers exude a breathtaking charm.

Shen Qingyao couldn't help but think that this was probably the "ceiling" she could ever reach in her life.

Someone like him is someone that countless people would kill to be associated with.

If she misses him, she might marry an ordinary office worker for the rest of her life, living a mundane life of working nine to five and dealing with the daily grind.

In the quiet of the night, do you ever think of someone who once cherished her like a treasure?

Will you regret not being braver back then?

But another voice was pulling at her.

Encountering someone incredibly amazing in your youth can be a blessing or a curse.

What if they don't end up together? After seeing the crystal world he created for her, will she find life bland and uninspiring when she returns to ordinary streets and alleys?

She thought of her cousin in her hometown, who married a businessman when she was young and enjoyed a few years of success.

Later, the man found someone new, so she divorced him, took her child, and went back to her parents' home. She was depressed all day long, and the light in her eyes disappeared.

"What are you thinking about?" Meng Jiangyu's voice rang out from behind.

Shen Qingyao looked up at him. His eyes still held a hint of seriousness, but softened instantly when they met her gaze.

"I'm thinking..." She bit her lip and decided to tell the truth, "I'm thinking, is being with you considered greedy?"

Meng Jiangyu raised an eyebrow, sat down beside her, and gently tapped her forehead with his fingertips: "What's wrong with being greedy? You should strive for what you want."

"But what if you try to get it, and then lose it in the end?"

"That's still better than missing out." He looked at her, his tone serious. "Qingyao, life isn't all 'certain.' Even in business, there are gains and losses, and there are no standard answers when it comes to relationships. But you need to know that not even having the courage to start is what truly matters."

Shen Qingyao was stunned.

He actually understood her concerns. This decisive and ruthless man in the business world was surprisingly insightful when it came to relationships.

Yes, if it's going to rain, does that mean we shouldn't go out? If we get caught in the rain, we can just go home, change our clothes, and have some ginger soup.

We can't stay indoors forever just because we're afraid of getting wet in the rain, missing out on the sunshine and breeze outside.

Life is only 30,000 days long; aren't the good and the bad all experiences?

Being with him might bring the glamour that others envy, or it might bring the intricacies of life in a wealthy family.

Perhaps he will bring his business acumen into his relationships.

But so what?

Why should she predetermine the ending?

Just like now, he sits beside her, his eyes filled with a tenderness she can understand.

This warmth in the present moment is real.

Shen Qingyao suddenly smiled, her eyebrows curving into crescent moons.

"Meng Jiangyu," she looked up at him, her voice light and cheerful, "then... shall we give it a try?"

Meng Jiangyu's eyes lit up instantly, like sparks that had been ignited.

He didn't say anything, but simply reached out and gently pulled her into his arms.

The movements were somewhat awkward, yet they carried a careful and cherished feeling.

"Okay." His voice sounded above her head, trembling slightly. "Let's give it a try."

The sunlight outside the window was perfect, casting dappled patterns of light on the two of them through the carved window frame.

Shen Qingyao leaned against him, listening to his steady heartbeat, and suddenly felt that all the worries that had troubled her for so long were like clouds blown away by the wind.

Who cares about the gap or the future?

At least for this moment, she has grasped this stunning beauty.

As for the future?

We'll talk about the future later.

Now, all she wants to do is enjoy the feeling of being pampered by the big shot.

After all, not everyone has the opportunity to embark on an adventure called "liking" with someone like that.