Part 2 Hello, Mr. Major General I'm Gu Nianzi

277. I'm not stupid!

Yin Shixiong was momentarily puzzledthen it dawned on him.
Mr. Huo had realized that Yin Shixiong had been speaking on behalf of Nianzhi.
Yin Shixiong was impressed. This was why Mr. Huo was the boss, while he and Little Ze could only be his personal secretarieshe was perceptive, considerate, and always one step ahead of everyone else. There was no way he could ever measure up to someone like that.
Yin Shixiong tossed his phone onto his bed and went to Gu Nianzhi's room to talk to her.
Gu Nianzhi was already fast asleep on her bed.
She was lying on her side, her swollen cheek turned upwards. The corners of her mouth were wrinkled, and her eyebrows were tightly knitted together. She seemed to be in pain, even in her dreams.
It had been a long, miserable day for her.
Yin Shixiong's heart ached at the sight. He mentally swore at He Zhichu as he walked over to Gu Nianzhi and pulled her blanket over her. He turned off the lights, and gently shut the door before returning to his room.
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Mei Xiawen was in his hotel room. He had just finished reading the latest post on "Black Tea's Sky", and was now full of conflicted feelings. He fought the urge to call Jiang Hongcha, but eventually gave in.
It was morning, over in the Huaxia Empire.
Jiang Hongcha was seated at her breakfast table. She accepted the call with a swipe of her finger, and said, smiling: "Had your dinner, Xiawen?"
It was past seven o'clock in the evening, over in America.
"Yeah." Mei Xiawen ran a hand through his hair, agitated. "Hongcha, I have a girlfriend."
He had said this so many times nowit was as though he were trying to convince himself.
This was the only weapon he could defend himself with, in the face of Jiang Hongcha's charms.
Jiang Hongcha's smile stayed on her face. After a moment, she said, "Is that the honest truth? Does she actually admit to being your girlfriend?"
Mei Xiawen sat up at this. "What do you mean by that? Don't look down on me."
"I'm not looking down on you." Jiang Hongcha could not help laughing. "It's just that Weinan told me that you haven't quite won over the lady's affections, not yet."
In actual fact, Ai Weinan had told Jiang Hongcha that the young girl Mei Xiawen had been trying to woo was simply not interested in him
Jiang Hongcha knew better than to say this to Mei Xiawen's face, of course. Men were such sensitive creatures.
If she humiliated him now, there would be no possibility of their getting back together.
Mei Xiawen breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up the remote control, turned on the TV, and switched to the HBO movie channel. "Weinan doesn't know what she's talking about. Don't listen to her."
"I don't want to hear it from her, anyway." Jiang Hongcha's tone was suddenly serious. "I want to hear it from you. Do you actually have a girlfriend, or don't you?"
"Why do you care? So what if it I don't?"
"If you don't have a girlfriend, well, that's fine. But if you're seeing someone, then I'll have to keep my distance." Jiang Hongcha's voice was silky smooth, but her tone was firm and resolute.
Mei Xiawen's eyes were on the TV, but his brain wasn't registering anything he was seeing. He mumbled, "Keep your distance? You want to keep your distance from me?"
"Yes. I can't be like Weinan. I can't continue being friends with you, if I know you're in love with someone else." Jiang Hongcha rose from her chair and, with her free hand, began to water her broad-leaved epiphyllum with her watering can. "I'm not the type to do something like that."
"You knew?" Mei Xiawen was very surprised.
When Mei Xiawen and Jiang Hongcha had been together in high school, Ai Weinan had been good friends with the both of them
"Of course I knew. I'm not stupid." Jiang Hongcha laughed lightly as she set the watering can down and caressed the leaves of the epiphyllum. She found a Yuhua stone, and put it in the flower pot.