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Fudan Milk Tea Shop.

Zhu Yulan sat in the boss chair that only Xu Musen usually occupied.

Xu Musen himself had prepared a cup of milk tea for her and placed it in front of her.

"Boss Zhu, long time no see, I've really missed you," he said.

"It's been a long time," she replied.

Zhu Yulan took a sip of the milk tea, and although she wouldn't admit it, the milk tea that Xu Musen made always tasted better.

Feeling a bit better, she looked at Xu Musen who clicked his tongue nonchalantly and said, "But I don't think you've missed me that much."

He had just passed by her company and hadn't stopped to visit. If she hadn't been out and about, they might have completely missed each other.

"I didn't expect you to be at the school during the New Year's holiday."

"And you? Why are you back during the New Year's... oh, is your little girlfriend still in Huhai? Did you come to meet the parents?"

"You could say that."

Xu Musen nodded.

"That's nice…"

Zhu Yulan let out an ambiguous sigh and took another sip of her milk tea, suddenly feeling a bit sour.

"But what about you? Why are you keeping to your post during the New Year's holiday instead of traveling with your family or something?"

Xu Musen asked. Her company surely wouldn't have any customers during the New Year's holiday, and besides, Zhu Yulan wasn't short on money. She should be vacationing with her family in Sanya or somewhere similar.

"Not interested. I don't have much to talk about with them."

Zhu Yulan's tone was indifferent, and she even frowned slightly at the mention.

The atmosphere in wealthy households sure is complicated.

Xu Musen changed the subject, "What about friends? Don't you play mahjong or something with them?"

"No friends."

"...How am I supposed to respond to that?"

Xu Musen laughed helplessly, feeling like he was unintentionally peeling back someone's scars.

Seeing his expression, Zhu Yulan curved her lips slightly, "The people I know only talk about brand-name bags and luxury sports cars when they're together, which is utterly boring."

"Others would curse if they heard what you just said."

Xu Musen laughed and shook his head in amazement. These were the worries of the rich second generation. Ordinary people probably wouldn't even have the standing to discuss such matters.

"The world is like a besieged city. Those inside and outside envy each other. I actually envy you... at the very least, you can make your own choices about many things," Zhu Yulan said, taking a sip of her milk tea, her eyes slightly narrowed and her tone wistful.

"Have you encountered something recently? Being so sentimental doesn't seem like you."

Xu Musen sensed that her mood hadn't been very good.

"It's nothing..."

Zhu Yulan shook her head.

"You don't have to talk about some things if you don't want to, but if you ever need help, you can still tell me. After all, we are good friends," Xu Musen offered with a smile.

Zhu Yulan squinted her eyes, "Friends? Are you sure you're not just scamming me every day?"

"Think about it differently. I scam you because you're capable, which also proves Boss Zhu is magnanimous. You're bound to achieve great things in the future," Xu Musen said cheerfully.

"So I should thank you, then?"

"No need to be that polite," he replied.

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Zhu Yulan mocked him, but her tone was clearly lighter. She looked at Xu Musen.

They had known each other for almost half a year now. Recalling the scenes of their meetings, Zhu Yulan felt a stir in her heart.

She had never lacked so-called friends since childhood, and they were all children from wealthy families, in a circle that ordinary people could only dream of and desperately envy.

They didn't lack money and had experienced various luxuries early on—luxuries that others might never experience in a lifetime. Yet when they gathered, there were few who were truly friends; they maintained their so-called upper-class circle just to preserve their status as rich second generations.

Together, they would only brag about the new sports cars or mansions they bought or the top universities they attended for a bit of gold-plating...

But none could sit down and have a proper chat.

In this circle of rich second generations, Zhu Yulan was among the best. Those who associated with her had their own motives, and she was fed up with their flattering and insincere facades.

Yet Xu Musen was the first person she'd met who dared to scam her right from the first encounter and kept on doing it, brazenly admitting it to her face.

Full of banter and cheek, shamelessly vain, yet not a hint of pretense to be seen.

Zhu Yulan found his candor refreshing and chatting with him the most relaxing and casual experience.

It was as if they were truly friends.

Zhu Yulan wanted to say something, but her phone suddenly rang.

Looking at the caller ID, she frowned slightly and, after hesitating for a couple of seconds, picked up the call.

Zhu Yulan answered the phone, and after a few words from the other end, she replied reluctantly.

"Yeah, I got it."

After hanging up, Zhu Yulan's good mood seemed to vanish again.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I need to go back."

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"Alright, I was thinking we could have dinner together later."

Xu Musen showed a look of disappointment.

Zhu Yulan rolled her eyes at him, mocking, "Nice try! You should go have dinner with your little girlfriend instead."

Men are always like this—fond of issuing empty promises that they don't have to pay any price for.

In fact, Xu Musen had genuinely wanted to have dinner together later so he could take An Nuannuan out on a date, just the two of them, and let Zhu Yulan handle Nannan, the little troublemaker.

Sigh, he hadn't managed to pull that off, how disappointing…

"Okay, then, see you later."

Xu Musen waved goodbye.

Zhu Yulan stood up to leave and turned back to look at him, "You said we're friends, right?">