Chapter 0128: The Sucker

Fear, logically speaking, should not appear in Zhao Fusheng, but as soon as he thought about how he had completely forgotten about Fan Baobao's invitation to eat because he was discussing the soundtrack with Li Jian,

Zhao Fusheng felt that he should probably just buy a plane ticket back to Ninghai right now.

Otherwise, when he got back to the hotel, Fan Baobao would probably tear him apart, since she had said this morning that she wanted to introduce him to her classmates.

Taking out the pager he had put in his shoulder bag earlier, Zhao Fusheng saw that there were actually several messages on it.

"You're not back at the hotel yet?"

"Where are you?"

"Reply ASAP!"

"Zhao Fusheng, do you want to die?"

"You're dead!"

Seeing the last four words, Zhao Fusheng suddenly felt that he might be in some danger.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng blinked, turned his head, and looked at Li Jian.

"You're treating me to dinner, right?" Zhao Fusheng stared at Li Jian and asked.

Li Jian laughed: "Of course, what's up?"

He had a good impression of this newly acquainted young man; he was a college student and very talented. Chatting with Zhao Fusheng, Li Jian always felt that some of the other's ideas coincided with his own, especially regarding the soundtrack for this song—they were perfectly in sync.

If it weren't for the fact that they were meeting for the first time today, he might even suspect that this guy was his kindred spirit.

"Do you mind if I bring a few people? They're all Central Academy of Drama students, my friends." Zhao Fusheng looked at Li Jian and smiled, his face innocent.

Li Jian didn't think much of it and nodded: "No problem, they're all in the entertainment circle anyway, so we can all hang out together."

After all, he had been rolling in this circle for quite a few years; though he was aloof, it didn't mean he was stupid. Zhao Fusheng's friends were at most just Central Academy of Drama students.

Zhao Fusheng was overjoyed and quickly said to Li Jian, "Do you have a phone? Lend it to me."

Li Jian was startled, then casually pulled out his mobile phone from his bag and handed it to Zhao Fusheng.

Although mobile phones existed at this time, not many people used them. The reason was simple: the signal wasn't good enough. In Zhao Fusheng's memory, it wouldn't be until next year that more and more people would start using cell phones.

Taking the phone, Zhao Fusheng dialed the number from the pager.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

A pleasant voice sounded on the other end of the line, crisp and clear.

"Hello, I'm looking for Fan Baobao." Zhao Fusheng said politely.

"Okay, hold on." The person on the other end was clearly a bit surprised, but still called out to Fan Baobao.

"Zhao Fusheng, is that you?"

Soon, Fan Baobao's gritted voice came through the phone on the other end. At this hour, she knew with her eyes closed that it was that guy Zhao Fusheng calling.

Zhao Fusheng, not caring much, said directly, "I saw Li Jian today—you know, from Shuimunianhua. He invited me to dinner tonight. Want to come along?"

"Huh?"

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Fan Baobao suddenly felt overwhelmed by the amount of information. Living in Beijing, she naturally knew Li Jian of Shuimunianhua and knew he was quite popular among college students, but she never imagined that Zhao Fusheng would actually know him. More importantly, it had even reached the point where Li Jian was inviting him to dinner.

Thinking this over, Fan Baobao hesitated: "But I already promised my roommates I would..."

She had originally planned to treat Zhao Fusheng and her roommates to a meal, as a welcome dinner for him, and also to introduce everyone so that her roommates would stop pestering her about whether she had a boyfriend.

As an outstanding beauty in this year's acting department, in just one month since enrollment, over twenty people had shown interest in her and taken action to pursue her.

For Fan Baobao, who always hated trouble and had no intention of getting a boyfriend, this was undoubtedly a nuisance.

More importantly, several of these people were introduced by her roommates or close friends. After all, they were all young, with their own small circles, connections through connections. Since they hadn't done anything out of line, Fan Baobao couldn't really say anything.

Fortunately, this time Zhao Fusheng had come to Beijing. Fan Baobao's idea was simple: introduce Zhao Fusheng to the people around her on a small scale, so she wouldn't have to bother with it later.

She didn't even realize how much she disliked it when others offered to set her up with a boyfriend, yet when she introduced Zhao Fusheng to Zhou Yun as her fiancé, she found it perfectly natural.

"It's okay, Brother Li said we can all go together. He also wants to meet the future stars from the Central Academy of Drama," Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

Fan Baobao blinked, feeling something was off, but since Zhao Fusheng had said so, she had no choice but to agree. They arranged to meet near the school, and then she hung up.

Putting down the phone, Zhao Fusheng let out a long breath, only to meet Li Jian's knowing, half-smiling gaze.

"Ahem, Brother Li, you..." Slightly embarrassed, Zhao Fusheng pretended to be calm as he looked at Li Jian and asked.

Li Jian rubbed his chin, looking like he had caught someone red-handed, and said to the other, "If I'm not mistaken, this Miss Fan Baobao should be that friend of yours, right?"

"Ah, don't even mention it. She's my childhood friend, my mother's goddaughter..." Zhao Fusheng gave a bitter smile.

"Is that so?" Li Jian felt something was a bit off in his heart, but thinking he would soon meet the person in person, he didn't say anything.

The two walked side by side toward the exit. Zhao Fusheng thought he should inform Mu Qingqing, so he said to Li Jian, "Brother Li, I'll go let President Mu know, after all..."

Before he could finish, Li Jian waved his hand and said, "No need. We're just going out for a meal. Why tell her? Besides, their family is finally reuniting. President He and President Mu must have taken that Miss Mu out to eat."

"A family?"

Hearing this, Zhao Fusheng was momentarily stunned, looking at Li Jian in surprise.

"Yeah, you didn't know?" Li Jian looked at Zhao Fusheng strangely. "President He is that Miss Mu's aunt. I thought you knew..."

In that instant, a thunderclap seemed to explode in Zhao Fusheng's mind. Mu Qingwan's strange behavior, Mu Qingqing's conflicted reactions after his argument with He Yunzhi, and everything that had happened today—all of it connected into a single thread.

"No wonder, no wonder..." Zhao Fusheng muttered to himself. No wonder he had felt something was off. Why would Mu Qingqing react that way for no reason, while Mu Qingwan remained a mere bystander?

So, after all this, it was a trap dug for him by Mu Qingqing's aunt and uncle.

Thinking this, Zhao Fusheng let out a cold smile. Since someone wanted to play games, he would play along with them.