Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 582 White Clouds and Flying Birds

Wan Yu looked at Zhan Bo, whose face was practically etched with frustration, and a strange smile appeared on her lips.

"Zhanbo, why don't you go back to your room and sleep? I'll stay here and keep an eye on Atai."

"No!"

Upon hearing this, Zhanbo immediately shook his head vigorously. He already felt sorry for Wanyu and didn't want her to do these things. Moreover, according to Teacher Zeng and his older sister, Atai seemed to have feelings for Wanyu. Even if Zhanbo was stupid, he would never let Wanyu help watch over Atai.

"No need, Wanyu, you should go back and rest. I'm the one who hit him, so I should take responsibility."

"Don't worry, I'll lie down and sleep on the sofa if I get sleepy."

"But you were just concerned about me, and you only intervened because you thought I was being harassed by a pervert. So it's still my fault."

Wan Yu said with concern, "Besides, you've been busy with the new company lately and haven't been getting enough rest. You've been waiting for me for so long tonight. You should go back to your room and get some rest."

Upon hearing Wan Yu's concern, Zhan Bo's dull and lifeless eyes brightened even more.

Zhanbo was initially worried that he might be taken to the police station for assaulting someone, but with Wanyu's concern, he suddenly felt full of courage and strength, and couldn't wait to punch that Atai again.

[Atai: ???]

"Wanyu, you don't need to worry about these things. Actually, I..."

He yawned, then forced himself to stay awake and said, "Actually, I'm not sleepy at all."

Before Zhanbo could finish speaking, his stomach began to rumble.

Wanyu asked, "Zhanbo, are you hungry?"

He scratched his head and chuckled sheepishly, "I've been so busy all day that I haven't eaten much, so I'm a little hungry now."

"Perfect timing, I'm hungry too."

After hearing Zhanbo's words, Wanyu clapped her hands and then excitedly ran to the refrigerator, opened it, and took a look.

Zhanbo's gaze followed Wanyu intently. She peeked out from behind the refrigerator door and smiled sweetly at him. "Zhanbo, look, we're all hungry now. Luckily, there's some leftover rice and eggs in the fridge. How about we have a late-night snack together? I'll make you some fried rice."

Zhanbo nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, but no one knew what he was really thinking. At this moment, he even asked, "Should I wake Teacher Zeng up so we can have a late-night snack together? He loves fried rice with eggs the most."

"don't want."

While taking leftover rice and eggs out of the refrigerator, Wan Yu said without looking up, "Teacher Zeng is probably asleep by now, so just let him have some peace and quiet."

"Besides, he doesn't like my fried rice, he likes Yifei's fried rice."

"You're not planning to wake your older sister up again and have her make Teacher Zeng a midnight snack, are you?"

Zhanbo looked up at the time. The thought of waking his older sister up at this hour and being whipped in the face made him tremble.

Just now, when he was worried about Wanyu, he could still manage to say a few words to his older sister. But if Zhanbo were to violate the hierarchical relationship between siblings and face Yifei now, he would have to kneel down and admit his mistake in less than half a second.

"Wanyu, you should do it then."

Zhanbo sincerely praised, "And I think your fried rice is much better than my older sister's."

"Really? I think so too."

Upon hearing this, Wan Yu's lips curled up slightly, and she couldn't help but let out a soft hum.

If it weren't for the cockroach rat ruining her and Yifei's fried rice competition last time, she was confident that she could have surpassed her teacher and won in the end.

Zhanbo's praise further proved that he was indeed very talented in making fried rice.

"Zhanbo, just wait and see what I've got to do with my skills."

Wanyu said confidently, "My fried rice will definitely be just as delicious as last time, so good it'll make your tongue fall off!"

"it is good."

……

Twenty minutes later, Wan Yu looked at Zhan Bo across from her, who was wolfing down his fried rice with eggs, completely lacking any table manners. Her eyes were filled with pride and joy.

Normally, if she saw Zhanbo eating with his head down in such an unseemly manner, she would definitely advise him to pay more attention to his image.

But now that she is a chef herself, Zhanbo's current appearance is the best compliment to her culinary skills.

Even if this chef only knows how to make this egg fried rice.

"Delicious, so delicious!"

While engrossed in eating his fried rice, Zhanbo gave Wanyu a thumbs-up and praised her, saying, "Wanyu, this is definitely the best fried rice I've ever eaten."

"It's so delicious!"

Wan Yu rested her head in her hands and looked at Zhan Bo with a charming smile: "It's as if you've ever eaten fried rice made by anyone else besides me and Yi Fei."

"Hehe, hehe..."

Zhanbo scratched his head with a sheepish grin. He suddenly stopped eating and looked at Wanyu, who hadn't touched her chopsticks much from beginning to end.

"Wanyu, why aren't you eating?"

"I?"

Wan Yu paused, her eyes darting around as she gathered her thoughts: "It's because...it's because this fried rice is too hot!"

A fake smile appeared on her face: "That's right, I prefer to eat cold food today."

"Huh? Oh."

Although Zhanbo felt that Wanyu's words were a bit strange, he didn't think much of it and just continued to eat his fried rice.

Seeing this, Wan Yu breathed a slight sigh of relief, but also felt a little uneasy.

She really couldn't understand how someone as smart as Zhanbo could be so easily fooled.

Can't Zhanbo use his genius brain to think about this? He only got back from the mall at midnight and drank eight cups of lemon tea. How could he possibly be hungry now?

If I hadn't heard his stomach growling with hunger, I wouldn't have bothered making fried rice.

Wanyu casually ate a few bites of fried rice and continued chatting with Zhanbo.

"Zhanbo, how's the preparation for your new company going?"

"all the best."

Zhanbo chewed on his fried rice and mumbled, "We had already prepared all the documents needed for company registration, so the process was quite fast."

"Nanfeng had already found the venue for us; it's in the same office building as his dubbing studio."

"Right now, we're mainly busy purchasing and arranging office furniture, electrical equipment, and other basic facilities for the venue."

When Zhanbo mentioned this new starting point for his dream, he became radiant and exuded the glow of an idealist.

"Once all of this is settled, we can start the most basic company operations with the initial team. Zhao Wuliang and Dali will be responsible for the subsequent management and recruitment work."

"It sounds like everything is going smoothly, like it's all planned out."

Although Wanyu's family owns a bank and has shares and investments in large companies in various fields, she has not paid much attention to business matters since childhood. Even though she has been exposed to it from a young age, she only has a superficial understanding.

Wanyu can understand what Zhanbo is doing, but that's about it. She can't really help with anything else, and she's not very interested in it.

Wanyu wasn't really interested in what Zhanbo was saying, but she just thought he was incredibly handsome and charming, so she wanted to hear him talk more.

Wan Yu asked curiously, "What kind of initial team are you referring to?"

Upon hearing this, Zhanbo smiled sheepishly and said, "Zhao Wuliang and I are team leaders in the company, and we have quite a few professionals under us."

Zhao Wuliang and Dali said that although most of them could not join us in starting a business, there were a few college students who had just joined the company and middle-aged subordinates who were too old to be laid off. They might still have room to fight for it.

"So Zhao Wuliang and I secretly went to find colleagues we thought were very likely to jump ship with us, and we actually managed to persuade several of them."

"Oh……"

Wan Yu was both amused and exasperated upon hearing this. For a moment, she didn't know whether to praise Zhanbo and Zhao Wuliangqian for their good looks or to feel sorry for Zhanbo's company's leaders.

When Zhanbo and Zhao Wuliang started their business, the company not only lost two outstanding generals, but also lost many of its employees to poaching.

Although these people are either too old or too young and basically unreliable, in other words, don't they represent the company's experienced backbone and future hope?

I really don't know what the company will think after receiving this terrible news and the year-end bonuses are paid out.

Gee tut.

Thinking of this, Wan Yu smiled somewhat unscrupulously.

As Zhanbo ate his fried rice and talked incessantly about his plans and development, Wanyu felt both happy for him and deeply moved.

You have to understand that she was the one who started pursuing her dreams first, and from a certain perspective, Zhanbo was also led onto this path by her.

As a result, Zhanbo has now found his dream and is doing what he loves, while she has become the one who has fallen behind.

Just as Wanyu was feeling a little disappointed, Zhanbo's incessant voice gradually subsided, and his speaking speed slowed down.

Zhanbo didn't understand what Wanyu was thinking, but he understood Wanyu very well.

He had seen Wanyu when she was truly happy, so even though Wanyu was pretending to be happy now, Zhanbo could still see her disappointment.

"Let's not talk about me, let's talk about you."

Zhanbo hesitated for a moment, then asked Wanyu, "Wanyu, you've been a fashion editor for almost four months now. Do you like this job?"

"Um……"

Wan Yu pondered for a moment: "Actually, I can't really say whether I like it or not. Although the job of fashion editor has made me realize what I am best at, I always feel that it is not quite suitable for me."

"Or rather, I can only say that I like this job, but I'm far from loving it or wanting to do it from the bottom of my heart."

"And to be honest..."

Wan Yu paused, glanced hesitantly at Zhan Bo, and then took a deep breath and honestly said, "Actually, I don't think I'm suited for this kind of job that requires me to stay in one place, working from nine to five and clocking in."

"This kind of work makes me feel that my world is really too small."

"Zhanbo, you know what kind of life I want: freedom, the ability to see new scenery, and new adventures."

"I know."

Upon hearing this, Zhanbo nodded somewhat sullenly, completely unaware that Wanyu's words had undergone a subtle change.

She no longer clung to the idea of ​​a nomadic life, nor did she yearn for new scenery or new adventures every day.

If Wanyu initially wanted to be like Alexandre Dumas, a free and unrestrained cloud, drifting wherever the wind blows, forever wandering, forever on the road.

What she now longs to be is a bird with full plumage, soaring high in the sky. Birds can fly freely to wherever they want, but no matter where they choose to fly, she will regularly return to her own nest.

That warm and cozy nest called Love Apartment.

I'm coming

This chapter is very short, mainly because there's not much to expand on Atai's storyline.

The main purpose of this chapter is to set the tone for Zhanbo and Wanyu, since Valentine's Day is just around the corner.

(End of this chapter)