The Heiress's Game

Bai Junze still steadily carried the several bowls of packaged sweet soup in his hands, without putting them down even after walking half a street.

Gu Yunjin glanced at the stack he was carrying—double-skin milk, mango pomelo sago, brown sugar pearl milk tea, and red bean soup with tangerine peel, the four bowls neatly stacked in the plastic bag.

"Do you still want to drink?" Bai Junze asked.

Gu Yunjin touched her stomach, which was already so full, and glanced at the cups of sweet soup. Her gaze lingered on the mango pomelo sago, with a hint of resentment.

"I've eaten too much barbecue... but the mango pomelo sago looks alright, I'll try a bite."

Bai Junze handed her the mango pomelo sago dessert. Gu Yunjin lifted the lid and took a bite. The aroma was rich and the sweetness was just right. She squinted her eyes and showed a satisfied expression.

Then came the second bite, the third bite, and by the fourth bite, the movements had noticeably slowed down, and the expression changed from enjoyment to struggle.

A spoon is stuck in the bowl, with grapefruit pieces and mango chunks floating and sinking in the milky white coconut milk.

Gu Yunjin's expression showed a mix of reluctance and frustration at not being able to eat anymore: "I can't take it anymore, I've eaten too much barbecue, and I really can't drink any more."

Bai Junze glanced at her, then at the neglected mango pomelo sago, picked up the cup in front of him, took the spoon she had used, and expressionlessly scooped up a spoonful and put it in his mouth.

Gu Yunjin's expression went from satisfied to shocked in less than half a second.

She stared at the spoon in his hand—the one she had just used, with traces of mango chunks still on it.

He just naturally took it, naturally scooped it up, and naturally ate it.

The entire process was seamless, as if he had repeated the action countless times.

"You—" Gu Yunjin paused for a rare moment, "Bai Junze, this is what I ate."

"I know." Bai Junze scooped up another spoonful.

"You don't mind?"

"Get used to it in advance." Bai Junze put down his spoon and looked up at her.

"After all, we'll get married and have children in the future. I'll eat the food the kids don't finish, and of course, I'll eat the food the kids' mother doesn't finish either."

Start practicing now, and you'll pick it up quickly in the future.

Gu Yunjin was stunned by this logic for a second, and then Bai Junze suddenly smiled.

"I'm just kidding. I don't see anything wrong with eating your leftovers."

I'm actually a very boring person, but you don't need to worry about such trivial matters.

Gu Yunjin looked at him, and for a moment she didn't know how to respond.

In the one or two seconds she was lost in thought, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Gu Yunjin?!" The shock in the voice was as if she had won the lottery jackpot, echoing throughout the entire sycamore-lined street.

Gu Yunjin turned her head. Qian Yuewei was walking towards them from a street corner not far away. Today she was wearing a light yellow floral dress, carrying a cup of the same milk tea in her hand, and was accompanied by a equally dumbfounded friend—Chen Jiahui, the second daughter of the Chen family of Xinhe Jewelry, and Qian Yuewei's best friend who had grown up with her since childhood.

The two had clearly just come out of some popular online store, carrying paper bags with the store's logo printed on them.

At this moment, the two of them stood side by side under a streetlamp five steps away, their expressions identical—eyes wide open, mouths slightly agape, their gazes darting wildly between Gu Yunjin and Bai Junze.

Gu Yunjin instantly realized what Qian Yuewei was shocked about.

She hadn't told anyone about the arranged marriage, and Qian Yuewei was unaware of the Bai family's existence, let alone everything that happened tonight.

From Qian Yuewei's perspective, the scene was probably like this: her best friend Gu Yunjin had just attended Pei Yan's wedding banquet a few days ago.

She's walking down the street late at night with a strange man, eating sweet soup, while he's eating the mango pomelo sago she left behind, using her spoon.

"Yuewei." Gu Yunjin waved to her, her tone as usual.

Qian Yuewei walked over quickly, followed by Chen Jiahui, whose eyes were also filled with "What's going on?"

Qian Yuewei walked to the table, her gaze lingering on Bai Junze's face for several seconds before shifting to Gu Yunjin's. Her mouth opened and closed repeatedly before she finally managed to squeeze out a sentence:

"Who...is this person?"

"Bai Junze," Gu Yunjin said.

"Bai Junze?" Qian Yuewei repeated the name, her mind frantically searching for a keyword, then she suddenly jolted awake, her voice instantly rising half a tone.

"Wait—Bai Junze? The Bai family from Yun Jing? That Bai Junze? Is he the Bai Junze I'm thinking of?"

Gu Yunjin nodded.

Before Qian Yuewei could process the news, Bai Junze put down his spoon, straightened his cuffs, and nodded politely to Qian Yuewei and Chen Jiahui.

"Hello, I'm Yun Jin's boyfriend."

A quiet place was under the sycamore tree.

Then Qian Yuewei pointed at Bai Junze with one finger and covered her mouth with the other, her whole body like a pot of boiling water, frantically steaming on the verge of exploding.

Chen Jiahui, standing next to her, was equally shocked and speechless. Her eyes darted back and forth between Bai Junze and Gu Yunjin several times, her expression clearly saying, "What shocking news is this?"

"Boyfriend?!" Qian Yuewei finally found her voice, the volume completely out of control.

"Gu Yunjin, when did you get a boyfriend?! And it's Bai Junze?! That 33-year-old Bai Junze who's never been close to women and who's rumored in the industry to have problems in that area?!"

She only realized halfway through her sentence that the person in question was standing right in front of her, and she quickly covered her mouth, but the words were already spilled and couldn't be taken back.

Bai Junze's eyebrows twitched slightly, but his expression remained calm.

Gu Yunjin held back her laughter, while Qian Yuewei blushed from her ears to her neck, but her shock clearly outweighed her embarrassment.

"Yun Jin, tell me honestly, what exactly happened? When did this happen? How did you get a boyfriend? How far have things progressed? Are you two working on some secret project without telling me?"

These two people, who are completely unrelated, have somehow developed a relationship by sharing a cup of mango pomelo sago without her knowledge.

Gu Yunjin laughed at Qian Yuewei's barrage of questions.

"It's not convenient to say too much right now, you'll find out in a while. Don't get excited, keep it a secret for me."