Chapter 348 Abnormal

Jiang Boyuan seemed completely oblivious to this.

He had already walked over to the stone bench under the phoenix tree and sat down, his posture relaxed. He picked up the cup of tea on the table, took a sip, and looked up at Chen Yu with a smile: "Sit, don't just stand there."

Mira had already sat down on another chair, her legs crossed. The water-red hem of her skirt pulled slightly tight above her knees, revealing the side of her legs, and the tip of her strappy high-heeled shoe swayed gently.

She looked up at Chen Yu, her eyes curving: "That's right, Boyuan doesn't often invite people for tea."

Chen Yu didn't stand on ceremony and pulled out a chair to sit down.

Shen Qingci and Qiao Xi sat on his left and right, respectively.

However, Chen Yu noticed a detail.

Boyuan?

Theoretically, since Jiang Boyuan was doing so well in the apocalypse, all those people outside called him Boss Jiang...

The fact that she could call him Boyuan meant that this woman was no ordinary person.

Jiang Boyuan's gaze paused on Shen Qingci's face for a moment, as if he felt a hint of familiarity.

But he didn't show it.

He turned his head and waved toward the depths of Yan Garden: "Distinguished guests have arrived, someone come out to welcome them?"

After he finished speaking, a rustling sound echoed from the depths.

Within a few seconds, the door of the Yan Garden Villa was pushed open from the inside.

Four girls filed out.

The one in the lead was wearing an apricot-colored knitted cardigan, a white camisole, and a hip-hugging skirt. Her legs were straight and long, and she was wearing thin-heeled sandals. Her hips swayed naturally as she walked, carrying a mature air.

The second one had a high ponytail, wearing a cropped T-shirt that exposed her waist and tight jeans; her features were on the sweet side.

The third one was wearing a floral dress.

The fourth one was wearing an off-shoulder crop top.

Chen Yu glanced at them; all four could be considered beauties, at least at the level of a class beauty before the apocalypse.

But... compared to that Mira, or the girls from the Film Academy... they were still a cut below.

After the four people came out, two surrounded Jiang Boyuan, and two surrounded Chen Yu.

"Boss Jiang, what's the background of these distinguished guests of yours?"

The girls asked curiously.

Jiang Boyuan explained: "Remember I said I went to high school in Haicheng? Chen Yu is my old classmate!"

Jiang Boyuan leaned back against the chair and picked up his teacup, "Back in our senior year, we sat one in front of the other, and we had a pretty good relationship!"

As he spoke, he poured tea for Chen Yu: "Come, come, try some..."

Chen Yu certainly didn't drink it.

Not to mention that this was a den of the Tunjintang, even if it were tea offered by an ordinary person, he wouldn't drink it.

Who knew if there was poison in the tea?

Seeing that Chen Yu didn't give him face, Jiang Boyuan wasn't angry and chatted about a few embarrassing incidents from high school.

His tone was warm, as if he were truly catching up with an old friend.

Chen Yu almost thought that perhaps they really had a good relationship during high school?

Of course, he knew clearly in his heart that they didn't...

In their senior year, although he sat in front of Jiang Boyuan, they probably hadn't exchanged more than ten sentences.

At that time, Chen Yu was a poor kid, while Jiang Boyuan was not.

Rumor had it that this guy's parents worked abroad, and he had tens of thousands in living expenses every month.

He was a proper privileged elite.

In fact, Jiang Boyuan had expressed disdain for Chen Yu many times.

On the other side, Mira had already stood up from her chair.

She walked smilingly up to Shen Qingci: "This sister is wearing a mask and covering up so tightly, is it because you're too beautiful and afraid of being targeted?"

"Exactly, it's not cold, it must be so uncomfortable being stuffy."

The one in the floral dress said in a soft tone, "Sister, you have such a good aura, your face must be beautiful too, right?"

The one with the high ponytail added with a smile: "Just your eyebrows and eyes are killer enough... what would happen if you took off the mask?"

Between their singing and harmonizing, the girls had already cornered Shen Qingci.

They were anxious to confirm the identity of the last person.

But Shen Qingci was someone who had struggled in the entertainment industry; she was naturally calm and composed in such situations.

"I'm sick, I just don't want to infect you."

Jiang Boyuan narrowed his eyes, then shook his head: "Chen Yu, your team member... should at least show her face, right? Introduce her? There's no reason to keep wearing a mask all the time, is there?"

Shen Qingci looked at Chen Yu.

Chen Yu nodded: "Senior, if they want to see, then let them see, but let's skip the autographs."

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Amidst the somewhat confused gazes of the crowd, Shen Qingci pinched the ear loops of her mask and took it off.

The afternoon sunlight happened to leak through the gaps in the phoenix tree leaves, casting patches of broken gold on her face.

The moment that face was revealed, everyone in the courtyard was somewhat surprised.

"Shen Qingci?"

Mira recognized her immediately, her eyes widening.

The other girls also spoke up one after another:

"The one from Haicheng... Shen Qingci who filmed 'Legend of Ling Shuang'? The one who won the Golden Lychee Award?"

"Damn, is it really a big star? No wonder she was wearing a mask..."

"Wait, how do I remember that Boss Jiang has a photo of Ms. Shen hanging in his bedroom? The one in the evening gown?"

Under the phoenix tree, the teacup in Jiang Boyuan's hand paused in mid-air.

After about three seconds, Jiang Boyuan's wrist gave a slight tremble, and tea spilled over the rim of the cup; only then did he snap back to his senses.

"So... it's Ms. Shen. I went to your school to give a lecture before, do you remember? You were in the first row, and you were wearing a white coat—do you remember?"

Shen Qingci put her mask back on: "Mr. Jiang is joking, I don't really remember."

The Haicheng Film Academy had many commercial lectures, and for some that were particularly grand, the school would specifically invite her back as a guest.

Over so many years, if not fifty, there had been thirty; how could she remember them one by one.

Jiang Boyuan opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to ask more.

But Mira's toe gently nudged him under the table.

He paused for a beat, then coughed dryly: "...That's true, it's been so long, it's normal not to remember, normal."

Mira clapped her hands at the right moment: "Alright, alright, why are you all crowding them? Scatter, scatter."

The four girls heard this and each stepped back a few paces.

Jiang Boyuan suddenly thought of something: "Hey, Chen Yu, I remember you seemed to have gotten into the Film Academy? Could it be that you and Ms. Shen are classmates?"

Chen Yu smiled slightly: "You could say that, she is my senior."

"Senior and junior... that really is fate,"

Jiang Boyuan picked up his teacup: "To be able to be in the same car as Ms. Shen, it's truly the envy of others."

He chatted a few more idle words, mostly about the stops they had passed, whether the road was easy to travel, and whether they had encountered any troublesome teams.

It was neither overly intrusive nor lacking in concern.

Chen Yu responded casually, revealing half and hiding half.

After a few rounds, Jiang Boyuan suddenly patted his pant legs: "Right, I almost forgot, you guys sit for a moment, Mira and I are going inside to handle some things, we'll be right back."

Mira's red skirt swayed: "You four, keep the distinguished guests company, do you hear me?"