Chapter 34: I Want a Boyfriend That’s Loyal

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Xu Xiyan cleared her throat and said, “Everything went well. I pa.s.sed. The shooting will begin next Wednesday,”

“Oh. Congratulations!” said Fang Xiaocheng. “I knew you could it.”

Xu Xiyan remembered that somehow, she would have to tell Fang Xiaocheng about her personal a.s.sistant job for Huo Shenyun, but she was reluctant to tell her the details. So she kept it vague.

“Oh, right. I’ve found myself a new place to live. We’ll be moving in two days.”

“Why so urgent? Since you’re already back, just stay a little longer. Of course, I want to play with little Cherry for a little while longer too.”

Fang Xiaocheng pinched Ying Bao’s chubby cheek. She didn’t want them to leave so soon.

“Aren’t you dating Dazhi? Won’t we be a bother if we stay here?”

In truth, Xu Xiyan already had everything planned out. She’d move into one of Huo Yunshen’s houses, herself. She couldn’t let him meet Ying Bao yet, so she’d be sending Ying Bao to live with her great-grandfather.

“It’s fine. I’ll just tell Dazhi to buzz off, no biggie.”

Xu Xiyan was really touched by Fang Xioacheng’s gesture, yet she understood that Huo Yunshen would not let her go if she didn’t move in as soon as possible. And so, she kept the lie alive.

“I know. But I’ve already found a place and paid the rent. It’ll be a waste if I don’t go. We can still meet up and see each other, even once I’ve moved there, you know?”

Fang Xiaocheng knew Xu Xiyan well enough to understand that she didn’t like to owe people anything. Thus, she gave up on persuading her.

“Fine. Fine. Go pack your stuff, but Ying Bao stays with me. You can come back for her once you’ve settled everything over there.”

This actually might not be that bad, thought Xu Xiyan. Ying Bao is quite fond of Fang Xiaocheng, she has gotten used to her by now. Fang Xiaocheng also likes her a lot, and she’s willing to take care of her for me for the time being. Perfect!

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Xu Xiyan stood up and went to answer. It was Fang Xiaocheng’s boyfriend, w.a.n.g Dazhi.

The same old w.a.n.g Dazhi. Your typical I.T. guy. It was not long ago that he had opened a small network company with his friend.

He and Fang Xiaocheng had met in their university days. They’d been dating for over seven years, and their relations.h.i.+p was still quite strong.

w.a.n.g Dazhi was drenched, panting outside the door. When he saw that it was Xu Xiyan who opened the door, he smiled.

“Hi Xu Xiyan. Is Chengcheng in?”

“Of course, Mr. w.a.n.g,” replied Xu Xiyan jokingly.

“Stop it with the honorifics. Just call me Dazhi like you used to,” said w.a.n.g Dazhi as he scratched the back of his head.

“Hahahaha, sure thing. What’s with the sweat? Hurry up and come in.” Xu Xiyan pulled open the door and let him in.

As soon as w.a.n.g Dazhi went into the house, he quickly ran to Fang Xiaocheng’s side like a loyal dog.

“Chengcheng, what’s wrong? Did something happen?”

As soon as he had gotten Fang Xiaocheng’s urgent call, he left all his work behind and rushed to her house on his electric scooter. He was worried that Fang Xiaocheng might’ve gotten into some sort of trouble.

Fang Xiaocheng noticed that w.a.n.g Dazhi was covered in sweat and got a towel for him.

“It’s nothing serious. My computer is laggy, can you help me fix it? Oh, and while you’re at it, could you help me set up the live streaming for Ying Bao and me?”

As soon as he heard that Fang Xiaocheng was fine, he let out a sigh of relief and smiled.

“Of course. Leave everything to me.”

Ugghh! I’m going blind from the brightness of their love!

The sight of w.a.n.g Dazhi caring so deeply for Fang Xiaocheng made Xu Xiyan a little envious of her.

For most of the time, Xu Xiyan admired her best friend for having met a guy who would love her with all he had, in a world where this kind of man was so hard to come by.

Looking back at her own romantic histories, none of them were how a relations.h.i.+p should be.

Will I even find myself a loyal boyfriend like w.a.n.g Dazhi?