High School Belle Fell in Love with Me

Even though he’s leading the wealthy women’s group to make money, and each of them has long achieved financial freedom.

If it were made public, they could even rank in the top hundred of the rich list.

But it’s all just transactions, a mutual willingness.

Back when Green Water Group needed financing, it was inconvenient for him to produce the money, so the wealthy women’s group found a way to pool together several billion for him, some even taking out high-interest loans.

Not being true friends, it’s impossible to achieve this level.

Originally, he thought about having a meal with his roommates, but those three are all over the place now, including He Lewei who is no longer in Capital City; it’s too much trouble to go back and forth.

So he might as well wait a few years.

He now has no ability to make new friends, his social circle is almost completely fixed, so the few friends he has, naturally he must maintain.

Otherwise, in a few years, he won’t have anyone left to talk to.

Neither elders nor juniors can provide the emotional value that friends bring.

As for what needs to be said between spouses, it’s long been said; he and Jiang Banxia have been in this phase for five years.

Although they’ll continue to be stuck in this phase, most of their conversations are about life. Emotionally, both are too familiar with each other to need to say much.

You have emotions, I know, I have emotions, you know, which gradually leads to a period of calm. Based on his mindset and Jiang Banxia’s character, they will likely remain calm for a lifetime.

They’re afraid they will never fight once in this lifetime, because there are hardly any matters worth arguing over in the world.

And when those matters do occur, they must stand on the same side, lacking conditions to argue.

For example, Song Yu had clearly just gotten angry.

If it were Jiang Banxia, where would she get angry?

Even if he told Jiang Banxia that he was going out for drinks with another woman and wouldn’t return at night.

Even if she were unwilling, Jiang Banxia wouldn’t get angry; at most she’d say she’d tag along.

He feels like he and Jiang Banxia have merged completely, like being with himself; there’s no emotional turmoil.

Unlike with those in the wealthy women’s group, where each has their own personality, they are different people.

Exchange occurs between two personalities; with one, it’s self-talk.

Bai Qing is the same, and Xue Ning too, they’re the type who wouldn’t complain no matter what he does.

With them, he can do as he pleases. Even Jiang Banxia, the most conservative by nature, has been influenced by him with all sorts of improper thoughts.

But the price of indulging oneself is losing clarity, feeling like the world’s sole ruler, emotions become monotonous, breeding arrogance, and disregard over time.

After all, with family assets amounting to over a trillion, there’s inherent arrogance.

But arrogance tends to cause problems.

Friends help Li Yang stay relatively clear-headed, like just now...

His intentions clashed with Song Yu’s, and even though she deferred to his intention, she expressed her dissatisfaction.

This won’t affect their relationship, but for Li Yang, it’s an essential wake-up call.

About half an hour later, Li Yang saw Song Yu leave the kitchen.

After another twenty minutes, Song Yu came out of a bedroom, having changed clothes, and her hair was slightly damp.

She changed into a light gray fishtail dress, exuding elegance with the shape beneath the thin straps clearly visible.

Then she entered the kitchen, started bringing dishes to the dining table.

There were just three dishes, two of which were stews and one cold dish.

As for stir-frying dishes, Song Yu didn’t seem like she could do it.

Probably these dishes were paired by someone else for her, she only needed to turn the heat on and off.

True cooking skills are fundamentally tested in stir-frying.

"Smells so good, Sister Song’s cooking skill isn’t bad."

Song Yu smiled and said, "Of course, just that I haven’t had a chance to show you!"

After placing the dishes, Song Yu immediately took out two bottles of wine.

Li Yang was stunned when he saw the white liquor.

"Cough, cough, let’s just have some wine."

"Ah, what’s so good about sweet water."

Li Yang: "Bitter water isn’t that good either."

In most people’s eyes, white liquor is bitter water.

Li Yang hardly drinks now; except when his father drinks at home, he doesn’t touch it.

"What bitter water? It’s clearly fragrant, just a little... I’m not good with alcohol."

"Come on."

Staying here for dinner was enough to show Li Yang’s principles had lowered significantly, drinking a little was nothing.

Besides, he can handle his drink.

Hearing Li Yang say okay, Song Yu immediately opened the wine, slowly poured a glass for each.

After pouring, Song Yu raised her glass and said, "A toast to you remembering your sister, I’ll drink first..."

She finished it in one go.

Li Yang could tell from this that Song Yu was indeed not good at drinking, not having touched a single dish, she chugged the first one.

Though it was a small glass, about three measures make up a tael, it wasn’t a huge gulp amount.

Moreover, two bottles at once...

For ghosts to drink?

"I should thank Sister Song for cooking for me, I’ll drink too..."

After drinking, he realized Song Yu had already specifically served him soup.

While he sipped the soup, the glass in front of him was refilled.

But this time they both ate something, Song Yu’s cheeks turned rosy.

Her initially fair skin had a slight blush now.

However, she really looked good in this light gray outfit, with her fleshiness adding to her paleness.