Chapter 18#

Fate#

“…”

—“Ning Weichen, did we know each other before?”

—“Yes, we did. Next time we meet, I’ll tell you what our relationship was. If there is a next time.”

“Trust you have been well since we last met, my ex-boyfriend.”

“…………”

Ye Sheng looked up and finally revealed the only expression that could be called “cracking” after coming to this Hongmen Banquet.

His sharp, cold almond eyes looked back at Ning Weichen, his thin lips pursed tightly, and there was no expression on his face, just like his usual expressionless self. However, his slightly dilated pupils still betrayed the protagonist’s unrest at this moment.

Ye Sheng’s mind was full of “What the f*ck is this?”

Ex-boyfriend? The last time he analyzed it, he concluded that his memory was only blurry before the age of five.

So, could he have popped up a boyfriend before the age of five?

How did he not know he was so amazing?

Ning Weichen leisurely appreciated Ye Sheng’s rare “loss of control,” then straightened up, showed a kind and brilliant smile to Ye Sheng, and said: “What a coincidence, I didn’t expect there really would be a next time to meet.”

He was tall and slender, his voice clear and smiling. The black suit set off his long legs and broad shoulders. His whole temperament was bright, clean, and chic, somewhere between a young man and a teenager. When he looked at people, his eyes seemed to contain light.

“It seems we are destined.”

Ye Sheng was still in a dazed state from being hit by the words “ex-boyfriend” and didn’t speak as if he had seen a ghost.

Not only was he “seeing a ghost” now, but almost everyone present had the illusion of “seeing a ghost.”

Especially the Xie family group next to him. When Ning Weichen leaned over and made such an intimate gesture with Ye Sheng, they were already stunned. A sentence that sounded like a reunion of old friends made Huang Yiyue’s already pale face even paler.

Qin Liushuang and Qin Siyuan also reacted, walked over, and stood next to Ning Weichen.

Looking at the outstanding and cold teenager sitting in the seat, Qin Liushuang asked: “Weichen, do you know each other?”

Ning Weichen nodded: “Yes, Auntie, this is the person I told you I wanted to know.”

Qin Liushuang was even more shocked, “Is he your friend from abroad?”

Ning Weichen shook his head: “No, he is someone I met on the train,” he hooked his lips, thought for a while, blinked and said: “A very interesting person.”

A very interesting person. Qin Siyuan’s gaze also looked at Ye Sheng with undisguised horror, but looking at the teenager’s face full of frost yet still unable to hide his beauty, he swallowed all his words back.

Ye Sheng took a deep breath, calmed down, took back all the messy thoughts in his mind, and decided to treat Ning Weichen’s previous words as farting. He started thinking about the benefits of seeing Ning Weichen again—yes, at least he could get his fish scale necklace back.

The entire Xie family was silent. Xie Wenci’s face was green and white, and his lips trembled.

Huang Yiyue came back to her senses at this time and said tremblingly: “Sheng Sheng.”

Ye Sheng ignored her, looked up at Ning Weichen, and said in a cold tone: “Yes, long time no see.”

Ning Weichen looked at him with a faint smile.

Ye Sheng continued: “Ning Weichen, when we parted last time, I seem to have forgotten something with you.”

Ning Weichen raised an eyebrow.

When Ye Sheng wanted to speak again, Qin Liushuang had already spoken.

Her eyes showed a kind smile to Ye Sheng, and she said gently: “Since you are Weichen’s friend, you are also a distinguished guest of our Qin family. You two sit together later.”

Ye Sheng didn’t speak.

Ning Weichen chuckled lightly, shook his head and refused: “Thank you, Auntie. But I may need a little private space now to chat with this friend of mine.”

“Let’s go, let’s talk privately.”

He reached out to Ye Sheng, the corners of his thin red lips hooked up. In the brightly lit banquet hall, his eyes only focused on Ye Sheng. As if having a date known only to them amidst the attention of everyone.

Ye Sheng didn’t take his hand and stood up from the chair. The matter between him and Ning Weichen indeed needed to be handled privately.

“Where to?”

Ye Sheng’s voice was very faint.

Ning Weichen said: “By the lake.”

“Okay.”

Ye Sheng was not a person accustomed to being watched. In the environment he grew up in, being “stared at” was not a good thing. The gaze of strangers was often looking for lambs, followed only by theft, robbery, and violence.

This made him very averse to being sized up.

So he walked very fast, not caring whether this was impolite or uneducated behavior in the eyes of others. Anyway, after tonight, he wouldn’t meet anyone here again.

Compared to Ye Sheng leaving without saying goodbye with a cold face.

Ning Weichen was like a regular visitor to the vanity fair, turned around gracefully, and said with a clear smile: “Excuse me for a moment.”

Qin Liushuang nodded blankly, looking confused and a bit incredulous at this scene. She was Ning Weichen’s aunt and the person who had the most contact with him in the entire Huaicheng. She knew how unapproachable this nephew was in his bones. But this scene now completely overturned her cognition.

At this moment, family members, guests, and waiters were all concentrated in the banquet hall, and the garden outside was quiet and empty. Ye Sheng was wearing a silver-white suit, looking down and playing with earplugs with his fingers. Under the moonlight, he seemed to be shrouded in a layer of thin frost and cold mist.

Ning Weichen quickly caught up, looking in a very good mood about this reunion, and even shouted with a smile from behind: “Brother, we’ve arrived at the lake.”

Ye Sheng: “…”

Damn!

Ye Sheng cursed secretly, walked to the wisteria trellis by the lake, turned around unbearably, and just met Ning Weichen’s smiling eyes.

The dangerous, ambiguous, and cold lunatic on the day the train arrived at the station seemed to have disappeared. Standing in front of him was the clean, pure, and brain-sick rich young master he met for the first time.

Ye Sheng was convinced, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said irritably: “Are you sick? Still pretending.”

Ning Weichen said with a smile: “Don’t you know if I’m sick? As for whether I’m pretending, before answering this question, I want to ask something first.”

Ye Sheng raised his eyes to look at him. The lake surface was sparkling, and the small pink flowers on the flower trellis were entangled with green vines. One was blown off by the night wind and fell on his hair.

Ning Weichen leaned over, obediently took the small flower off his hair, bent his eyes, and whispered: “Ye Sheng, do you think us sneaking away behind everyone’s back like this looks like having an affair?”