You Are Deep in The Stars

Mark Li was excited. After hanging up the phone, he published an article on his personal homepage, expressing the resonance between soul friends. At the end, he @Bai Xi more than ten times in a row, using it to show the surging and turbulent admiration in his heart.

Bai Xi gave him a thumbs up and said with mixed feelings, “I feel like an emotional liar.”

Mr. Han didn’t answer because he was reading the gorgeous article and carefully analysing and weighing the rankings of Director Ma and Teacher Steve.

Of course, Ms. Zhuang also saw Director Ma’s earnest call. As a stern yet loving mother, she felt that she needed to do something—of course, more importantly, she really didn’t want to go to L City, although on average, her son made three phone calls a day to mention this matter.

“You could introduce a business deal to this newbie,” Liang Yi suggested. “This way he could stay in the northwest for a while and spend some time with Xiao Ma.”

“Do you think my son calls me for too long every day?” Zhuang Yan asked.

Liang Yi quickly replied, “Of course not.”

Zhuang Yan kicked him in dissatisfaction, then casually called Mr. Xiao Bai and asked him if he was willing to take on a small business. Although the profit wasn’t too much, fortunately it could expand the business circle.

“Thank you, Ms. Zhuang,” Bai Xi hung up the phone respectfully and continued to say to Mr. Han, “Okay, now I’m sublimated, not only cheating on feelings, but also cheating on money.”

Han Zhuo expressed sympathy for him and asked, “Do you want a kiss?”

Bai Xi patted him away with a pillow and took out his slippers to head to the study room. “You go to sleep first, and I’ll go deal with the company’s affairs.”

Han Zhuo: “…”

Bai Xi’s schedule became much tighter when a business trip was temporarily inserted, and Liu Chunchun was also on the business trip list. Although this was a bit cruel to the lonely Mr. Wang next door, in the current state, Bai Xi really didn’t feel comfortable leaving him alone at home. Wang Yuanchen had no objection to this, but he didn’t move back to Qiye Road. Instead, he continued to live in the apartment on Xinghai Road.

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The plane landed on the runway with a roar, and the wind from the plateau made the covered bridge “bang bang.” Although Director Mark Li couldn’t pick up his soul friend in person, he had specially arranged a driver and prepared hot tea and snacks in the car.

“The director is eagerly waiting for you in the hotel,” the driver said while driving.

Mr. Han rubbed his temples numbly, not wanting to say a word.

Of course, Shi Tian also soon learned about Han Zhuo and Bai Xi’s trip to the northwest. Although it sounded like they had business and friends, and the reasons were quite good, at this point, it was really hard for him not to be suspicious.

Linda still focused on dating her prince every day and refused to say a word. She was completely like a teenage girl who just wanted to be nourished by sweet love. And when facing Shi Tian alone, she would put on another expression, very similar to Wang Yuanchen—fierce, arrogant, and seemingly ignoring everything.

“I hope you could treat yourself better,” Shi Tian motioned to the scientist to re-fix her, “or in other words, treat me better.”

“You stopped Aspis from taking me out,” Linda said.

“Because I wasn’t the Cupid of your love,” Shi Tian replied. “And you haven’t told the most crucial thing yet. Who is your father? Is it someone from L University?”

“Yes,” Linda raised her eyebrows slightly and said provocatively. “I wish you success in finding him.”

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Two days later, when Zhou Yong visited his daughter in the hospital, he told Liang Yi that Shi Tian seemed to be getting some information about Northwest L University through Feng Qi.

“Really?” Liang Yi put down the pen in his hand and said thoughtfully. “This is not good.”

“I heard that Han Zhuo and the others were also in L City. Did something happen there?” Zhou Yong probed.

“I don’t know. I originally thought it was just an ordinary visiting team,” Liang Yi shook his head. “But even if I called and asked now, Han Zhuo probably wouldn’t tell the whole thing.”

“Then what are we going to do next?” Zhou Yong asked again.

“No matter if there is trouble there or not, we can all help a little, at least stop Shi Tian from interfering.” Liang Yi picked up the thermos cup. “I have to make a phone call, you go and stay with Jingjing, she is in a good mood today.”

Zhou Yong nodded. “Thank you, teacher.”

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In Northwest L University Town, Liu Chunchun was mingling among a group of students, waiting to buy barbecue to go home. In order to comfort Mr. Bai, he asked the boss to add three times the spicy food.

“Let’s be honest,” Bai Xi sat on the hotel bed and said to Mark Li with a faint look. “How long did I need to chat with you about drama and literature before I could pay off the favour, I owed Ms. Zhuang for this business?”

Mark Li had been beaten mercilessly by him countless times, and he had long since developed a diamond-like literary heart. He no longer complained bitterly and angrily that dirty money had tainted pure literature but instead dug his feet and bargained skilfully. “Ten days.”

Bai Xi refused. “Dream on, I still had a lot of things to be busy with.”

Mark Li backed down. “Nine and a half days.”

Bai Xi was shocked. “Can you be stingier?”

“Yes,” Mark Li replied. “Then nine and three quarters.”

Mr. Bai had to say yes after hearing this.