After Trying To Pursue The Cold, Elegant Beauty. I Ended Up Being Flirted With Instead - Chapter 45.1

“Please wait here. Call me anytime if you need anything.”

Wen Zhu nodded and sat down on the sofa.

Wen Zhu sat in the private room for a while, then noticed a display area outside.

Walking out, she realized that the entire second floor was filled with various modified race cars.

Car after car, they had sharp, aggressive lines, shimmering with a cold yet captivating luster under the lights.

Having driven Li Zhiyun’s Bugatti these past two days, she now had a new, awe-filled interest in high-performance machinery like this.

There weren’t many people on the second floor of the exhibition hall.

Among the scattered groups, most were wearing black and white team uniforms.

They were likely the club’s drivers, introducing these steel beasts to clients or sponsors.

No one noticed Wen Zhu in the corner.

She was happy to be left alone.

Wen Zhu didn’t understand racing, but she could tell these cars were incredibly valuable.

She walked up to a matte black race car. The car’s exterior was full of fierce, ready to pounce energy.

“…This set of wet tires is custom-made in Germany, you can’t buy them on the market,” a driver next to her was explaining to a client.

“How much is a set?” the client asked.

“Just one tire costs sixty thousand.”

Sixty thousand?

Wen Zhu mused that she still didn’t understand the world of the rich.

While she was sighing, a hand suddenly landed on her shoulder.

She was severely startled, and as she turned her head, a cool fingertip poked the soft flesh of her right cheek.

Looking up, an excessively bright, yet playful smiling face came into her view.

“Did I scare you?” Yan Tingyu’s eyes curved with a smile, “You’re still so easily startled. In the past, whenever Pei Xiubai took you to parties, you’d jump every time I set off a confetti cannon.”

“You haven’t changed at all after all these years.”

Wen Zhu stepped back, avoiding Yan Tingyu’s touch. It took her a few seconds to calm down, and she asked, “Miss Yan, why are you here?”

“I should be asking you that,” Yan Tingyu sized her up, “This doesn’t seem like the kind of place you’d come to.”

“I’m here with a friend. And you?” Wen Zhu kept her answer brief.

“I sponsored this club,” Yan Tingyu shrugged nonchalantly, “Just for fun.”

This certainly matched Yan Tingyu’s personality.

Wen Zhu remembered that she enjoyed these kinds of extreme sports.

Yan Tingyu glanced around, then pointed to a lounge not far away.

“Chat?”

Wen Zhu hesitated.

She knew Yan Tingyu’s character too well. If she refused, Yan Tingyu would just cling to her here.

It might be better to resolve it all at once.

In the end, she nodded.

The two walked into the lounge, and Yan Tingyu immediately said to the waiter, “Two glasses of ice water.”

When the water arrived, Yan Tingyu’s gaze fell downstairs to Li Zhiyun, who was surrounded by a crowd, “Are you here with her?”

“Yes,” Wen Zhu nodded.

Yan Tingyu turned around, put down her water glass, and looked intently at her, “So, I really don’t have a chance?”

Here we go again.

Wen Zhu knew she would bring this up again.

She clenched the water glass in her hand. The icy feel of the glass helped her calm down a bit.

“Miss Yan,” her voice was very steady, “You don’t genuinely like me. You just want to use me to provoke Pei Xiubai, don’t you?”

Wen Zhu laid it out clearly.

“You two were such good friends before, yet she ruthlessly snatched a lot of business from you in the business world.”

“Do you think I’m such a narrow-minded person?” Yan Tingyu laughed, seemingly finding the excuse too absurd.

“I am indeed angry at Pei Xiubai,” her voice turned cold, “But what I’m angry about is that she received your love and yet didn’t cherish it at all.”

Wen Zhu’s brow furrowed even tighter.

She truly couldn’t figure out what about her attracted Yan Tingyu.

In the past, she had virtually no interaction with Yan Tingyu.

She sighed, deciding to cut the long story short, “Miss Yan, I’ll be frank with you. I will never like you.”

“Then who do you like? Li Zhiyun?” A hint of probing was in Yan Tingyu’s voice.

“Did you abandon Pei Xiubai for her? Wen Zhu, aren’t you also retaliating against Pei Xiubai for finding Jiang Xinxin?”

Her tone became much more sincere, “Let me advise you: Li Zhiyun is much harder to control than Pei Xiubai.”

Hearing this, Wen Zhu’s gaze crossed the railing of the second floor and landed downstairs.

With just one look, she pinpointed Li Zhiyun in the crowd.

The reason was simple: Li Zhiyun was simply too radiant.

Wherever she was, that was the center, the convergence point of everyone’s attention.

The middle-aged woman who introduced her was eagerly making introductions beside her, and the others waited on the side, without a hint of impatience.

Not everyone was qualified to stand in front of her.

Wen Zhu understood all these principles.

But these people, one after another, all said she didn’t deserve it.

Am I really that inadequate?

Seeing that Wen Zhu’s emotions had noticeably dropped, Yan Tingyu thought she was listening.

She tapped her finger on the tabletop, “If you don’t believe I’ll treat you well, we can sign an agreement once we’re together. I guarantee I’ll never be like Pei Xiubai and look for other women outside.”

This would indeed be unique in their circle.

Hearing this, Wen Zhu looked at Yan Tingyu with some surprise.

Could it be that I was wrong, and Yan Tingyu is serious?

The more serious she was, the more Wen Zhu needed to keep her distance.

She stood up, “I’m sorry, Miss Yan, there will never be a possibility between us.”

“I’ll tell you one last time, give up.”

After speaking, she turned and walked downstairs.

Wen Zhu mingled in the crowd and happened to overhear the discussion of a few girls nearby.

“I really want to marry Miss Li. Marrying into the Li family would be crossing a class divide.”

Another girl scoffed, “Keep dreaming. Can’t you see over there? People who want to say a word to Miss Li have to line up. If she even remembers your name, you should go back and light high-quality incense.”

“Who wouldn’t want to marry into that family? Why would Miss Li look at you?”

The first girl’s voice was tinged with reluctance, “How do you know she wouldn’t look at me? You all probably don’t know this, but Miss Li had a first love in high school!”

“They say Miss Li hasn’t dated all these years because of that first love.”

“They say a ‘white moonlight’ is the hardest to forget. If I can find out what her first love looks like and imitate them, who knows what might happen?”

The girl next to her asked where she heard that.

The young girl then said, “Online! There’s an interview of Miss Li winning a championship in high school. She personally said that she had a player she highly valued who was also coming to participate in the competition.”

“I remember it so clearly, that was the first time Li Zhiyun ever smiled on camera! Oh my god, I still remember that smile; my heart almost stopped!”

“Do you know what Miss Li said? She said she was really looking forward to it.”

“Because the other person was also very talented. If they really came to participate, maybe they would also become a very powerful Go player in the future.”

“What else could that be if not a first love? My intuition is very accurate!”

The others laughed upon hearing this and teased, “Then we wish you success.”

When Wen Zhu initially heard these young girls mention that Li Zhiyun’s first love was in high school, her heart inexplicably tightened.

After all, if she remembered correctly, she was likely the only student Li Zhiyun had spoken to in high school.

But when she heard later that the person was a Go player, like Li Zhiyun, she felt relieved.

However, just as she relaxed, an indescribable sense of loss surged up, like a tide washing over her heart, leaving a bittersweet taste.

What am I feeling lost about?

Wen Zhu looked again at the woman who was the center of attention.

Could it be that even someone as aloof as Li Zhiyun had a first love?

Meanwhile, upstairs, Yan Tingyu watched Wen Zhu’s mesmerized gaze towards Li Zhiyun, her eyes cold.

She opened her phone.

She found the photo she had quickly snapped when she lightly poked Wen Zhu’s cheek.

In the photo, Wen Zhu’s head was turned, and her face showed the fleeting shock she hadn’t completely recovered from after being startled.

From this angle, it looked exactly like an intimate couple’s playful moment.

She then posted an update visible only to Pei Xiubai.

The caption read, “Attending a party with the person I like.”