Atlas Studios

  Atlas Studios

  Seeing that his frown had no signs of loosening, Mu Heng knitted his brows for a moment. His eyeballs twirled in their sockets for a while before he burst out laughing.

  “Ha ha! Ziming, don’t tell me you’re worried about being unable to see Little Chili again?”


  “.……” Ji Ziming was silent at this.

  He…… was scared of being unable to see Pei Ge again, huh. Apparently, he was worried……

  Mu Heng chortled harder when he remained silent.

  “Ha ha! It seems ‘men in love have an IQ of zero’ applies to you, too. It’s truly unexpected!”


  “Mu Heng, who are you talking about?”


  Just as he was whooping and teasing him, the door to the private room was pushed open.

  Without looking at the door, he could tell that Liao Gaofei and Fu Mingxuan had arrived.

  “Ha ha, who else can it be? Of the four of us, only our great CEO Ji is in a relationship!” He guffawed.

  Liao Gaofei instantly snickered upon hearing this.

  “Ha ha! What’s wrong? Something happened to Ziming’s girlfriend?”


  Fu Mingxuan’s eyes glinted slightly at their conversation.

  “Eh? Dumb bird Liao, you don’t seem busy every day. Why haven’t you heard of our dear friend’s matters?”


  He gave the other the side-eye jokingly.

  Liao Gaofei rolled his eyes and snorted. “Do you think I’m as nosy as you are to go fishing for gossip every day?”


  “Hey! How am I nosy? I’m clearly only concerned about my best friend.” He nudged his lips and righteously defended himself.

  “Hur hur! As if!” Liao Gaofei rolled his eyes again at him.

  Fu Mingxuan watched the two, who had clearly forgotten the issue, for a bit before walking past them to stop in front of Ji Ziming.

  “What happened between you and Pei Ge?”


  He sat down on the sofa beside the man, who continued to drown his sorrows with alcohol.

  “Nothing.” Ji Ziming was not the type to talk about himself. And after being teased by Mu Heng, the more he did not want to talk about it.

  Fu Mingxuan cocked a brow at his response and moved to speak but saw Liao Gaofei sit next to him once he was done quarreling with Mu Heng.

  “Ziming’s father hid her!” Mu Heng picked up the cocktail and gayly revealed.

  “Hid her?” Fu Mingxuan frowned at once, shocked.

  “That’s right. How did she end up getting hidden by uncle? Hurry up and spill the beans!”


  Liao Gaofei’s interest was piqued right away.

  “Our dear CEO went to New York for work, and while he was gone, his father had his girlfriend transferred over to a subsidiary company, and except for uncle, no one knows Little Chili’s location.”


  The two men were bewildered when they heard this.

  “Wah! Are you serious?! Uncle actually did that sort of thing?!” Liao Gaofei recovered first.

  “He he. Gaofei, you truly fit your nickname ‘dumb bird’!” Mu Heng eyed him exasperatedly. “Don’t you recall that woman? Do you think—”


  The bright sound of glass hitting against the tabletop stopped him.

  Frightened by the sound, the two involuntarily flinched into looking.

  One look, and the two were frightened.

  “I’ll get going first.” Ji Ziming, who had put down his wine glass hard, indifferently bid them goodbye.

  “Ah…… o-okay…… okay.” Cowed by his oppressive aura, Mu Heng forgot to restrain him and could only dumbly nod in acquiescence.

  “You drank quite a bit. How about I drive you back?”


  Fu Mingxuan also stood up.

  The man only waved his hand to reject his kind offer.

  “No need. I’ll have Du Wen fetch me.”


  With that, Ji Ziming left the room alone.

  The three men watched him leave and, for some reason, felt that he was even more desolate and lost.

  “Mu Heng, did Ziming get possessed by some dirty things? He’s so strange today!” A long time after Ji Ziming’s departure, Liao Gaofei mumbled this question.

  “Tsk. What did I tell you? Men in love have an IQ of zero and can’t be reasoned with!” Mu Heng, who had finally recovered his mind, snorted.

  “Still, I really didn’t expect this to happen to him,” the other mumbled, slightly in disbelief.

  “Who would’ve thought, right?”


  He shook his head lightly exasperatedly.

  Seeing the two like this, Fu Mingxuan, who had been keeping his silent all along, let out a mocking smile. “Perhaps, you’ve all misunderstood him.”


  “Misunderstood? What misunderstanding?” The two looked at him in confusion.

  “Heh…… Who knows?”


  He swept his gaze across the two, then calmly picked up his wine glass, and took a sip.

  He uttered these words repeatedly internally as if…… by doing so, they could dispel the ache in his heart and strengthen his resolve in the face of his friend’s nearly tangible desolation……

  The two clueless men watched in mystification as he downed one glass after another of alcohol, much like what their other friend had been doing earlier.

  However, they soon attributed his action to his still missing ‘first love’!

  “Indeed, men in love can’t be reasoned with!”