After a day of classes at Jin University, Ye Qiu prepared to return to Peach Blossom Spring Villa for dinner. As he reached the entrance of the villa and went inside, Ye Qiu was surprised to find not only his parents and sister at ho but also Xiaomai, and even Huo Yingying was there—only the manager Li Fanghua was absent.
Seeing Huo Yingying there, Ye Qiu was a bit surprised. He simply sat down and greeted Ye Weidong, asking, "Dad, aren’t you going to work?"
"Miss Huo is an important guest of our family, of course, we must entertain her well."
Important guest?
This puzzled Ye Qiu a bit, thinking why had she beco an important guest now?
While Ye Qiu sat there, Xiaomai poured him a glass of water and then went back to the kitchen to help with dinner preparation.
Ye Qiu took a sip and then went upstairs to his room.
Unexpectedly, just as Ye Qiu returned to his room, he heard footsteps outside the door, and he guessed who it might be.
"May I co in?" Huo Yingying asked.
This was Ye Qiu’s room, his private space, and generally, no one should enter without permission.
"What is it?" Ye Qiu, sitting at his computer, turned his head for a glance and asked indifferently.
"How did you cure my illness?"
Dr. Ai was extrely curious, but nonetheless, had to return to Hong Kong. Now, Huo Yingying was just inquisitive.
Ye Qiu’s mysterious dical skills, how could he tell others?
Even if he did tell others, they wouldn’t be able to treat people the way he could.
Without speaking, Ye Qiu opened his computer and was about to start a few rounds of gas when Huo Yingying asked again, "I heard you play the piano very well?"
Like Huo Yingying, most female pop stars are trained pianists; she can sing while playing the piano and even writes her own compositions and lyrics.
However, these songs all rely on sudden inspiration, which not everyone has. Therefore, most songs are written by others, and she buys the rights.
Ye Qiu just nodded, seeming indifferent.
"How can you be like this? So rude!"
"Young lady, what do you want, you’re the one bothering now."
To others, even fans, Huo Yingying is an unattainable goddess, but in Ye Qiu’s eyes, she’s just an ordinary person. Why would he act warmly?
"You!"
"What do you think of my singing?" Huo Yingying asked again.
It can be said that Huo Yingying’s songs have already been recognized by the market, as shown by the booming first concert on the mainland.
Ye Qiu turned around, looking at her on an equal level, and seriously said, "To be honest, your singing is decent, and your voice is fine, but those love songs of yours are very ordinary, lacking any unique features. If you ask about any famous songs of yours, I honestly can’t recall any."
Simply put, in Ye Qiu’s view, Huo Yingying’s so-called pop songs are just superficial, without much substance; after listening to them, Ye Qiu really couldn’t rember them.
However, like the two piano pieces Ye Qiu created, one untitled, yet unforgettable to many after hearing it, and another created for Prince Perfu, now a classic in advertisents; hearing it invokes the love story behind Prince Perfu.
"You!"
Huo Yingying didn’t expect Ye Qiu’s critique of her songs to be so low.
Could Ye Qiu really be as impressive as Xiaomai and Ye Xue said?
How could that be possible?
From the way he dresses, he doesn’t seem like one of those talented individuals with depth!
"If there’s nothing else, don’t disturb , and your perfu doesn’t sll good; I suggest you buy a few bottles of Prince Perfu."
Prince Perfu?
She’d heard of that luxury perfu brand from France, where even a small bottle costs a thousand euros. However, it’s not yet sold in Hong Kong, only in other parts of Europe, but supposedly there’s a store in East Sea.
Huo Yingying couldn’t believe it as she looked at Ye Qiu, and on her way out, she took a whiff of her Chanel perfu, thinking it slled just fine!
For her, using perfu is entirely related to her profession. After all, at concerts, with so much sweat, if she didn’t spray perfu, even she might find the sll of sweat displeasing.
So, ladies like Huo Yingying would naturally wear perfu, not expecting Ye Qiu to recomnd another one to her.
With Chen Fang, Ye Xue, and Xiaomai finishing dinner preparations, they called down Ye Qiu to eat. After dinner, Ye Qiu planned to go back upstairs to play on the computer, then take a shower and continue cultivating.
He hoped to quickly break through to the Foundation Establishnt Stage. As for when the Storage Ring would respond so he could take out the elixirs, he didn’t know, just hoping to break through quickly, else the beauties around him were just to be watched, not touched.
Just after showering, Ye Qiu returned to his room, hearing knocking at the door again. Opening it, he found Huo Yingying once more.
"Why are you going to bed so early?"
Huo Yingying was truly surprised; which wealthy young man isn’t out clubbing till two or three in the morning, unlike Ye Qiu, clearly rich and young, yet going to bed so early, unlike any wealthy young man she knew!
"Miss Huo, what do you want?"
"I want to drink wine."
Huo Yingying said.
"There’s wine in the cellar downstairs, go ahead and grab so."
The villa’s cellar had wine, although not Viscount Red Wine, but other brands from the Bordeaux region in France, certainly tasting better than what’s outside.
However, Ye Qiu rarely drank, if at all.
It was only at a concert eting Zhao Ruxue they went to the side of the Qinhuai River to drink a few bottles of German beer.
"You really are dull; a beautiful woman approaches you, and you keep pushing her away, not like a man!"
Ye Qiu chuckled at her, whispered sothing in her ear, causing Huo Yingying to blush, as Ye Qiu already shut the door, ignoring her outside.
Continuing cultivation all night, until rising early next morning, Ye Qiu went downstairs, only finding Xiaomai making breakfast.
"Xiaomai, where are my parents and sister? Don’t tell they went to the restaurant this early, huh?"
"No, last night they drank and chatted outside, probably got a bit drunk, still haven’t gotten up."
Drunk?
This Huo Yingying really knows how to win over his parents’ favor, doesn’t she?
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