After sending the message, Qian Yiwen quickly replied, and as expected, it was about the annual party.
Qian Yiwen: “Sorry, Cold Mu, it looks like our company’s annual party will be delayed for a while. I’ll let you know the exact time later, okay?”
Mu Bai glanced at Qian Yiwen’s message, yawned, and then nodded, saying, “It’s fine. Just let me know when it’s rescheduled.”
He wasn’t too concerned about the change, as he didn’t have much to do these days anyway.
Qian Yiwen: “Mm, I knew my Cold Mu was the best! Mwah!”
“Yeah.”
Mu Bai responded simply, and since he was bored, they started chatting about random things.
Although Qian Yiwen was a goddess of the literature department at Southern University, being a romance novelist also made her a bit of a flirt.
Before long, their conversation drifted toward some playful, suggestive topics.
It wasn’t explicit, but rather a light-hearted, teasing exchange, where both parties seemed to understand each other’s jokes without going too far.
Qian Yiwen sent a laughing and crying emoji and typed: “Haha, let’s not talk about how grapes turn purple. Let’s talk about how bananas get soft!”
Mu Bai couldn’t help but chuckle at her message.
He used to work at a massage parlor, so he was already well-versed in suggestive humor. Even though Qian Yiwen wrote romance novels, she was still a bit behind in this type of banter.
After chatting for a while longer, Qian Yiwen, who was sitting in her dorm room, found her cheeks growing red.
She playfully sent a voice message: “Ahhh, okay, I give up! I’ll pretend to be out of breath for you, Cold Mu. Now, you do it for me too!”
“No way, I didn’t lose. Besides, men don’t get out of breath like that.”
Seeing his reply, Qian Yiwen blushed even more. She couldn’t believe that she, someone who had never even had a boyfriend, had gotten to the point of pretending to be out of breath online, even though it was just for fun.
She felt so embarrassed.
“Hmph, Cold Mu, let’s stop talking about this. I’m getting shy. By the way, we don’t have any classes for the next few days. How about we go on a trip? I really want to see the world outside of Nanjing.”
She sent a blushing emoji along with her message.
“Go on a trip?”
“Yeah, I have a car. Your expert driver will take you anywhere!”
Last year, Qian Yiwen bought an Audi Q3, which cost just over 200,000 yuan. She had splurged on it out of vanity, but immediately regretted the purchase.
Not only did it cost her most of her writing earnings for the year, but she was also a homebody who rarely drove it. After buying the car, she’d only driven it once or twice, and it had been parked at her apartment ever since.
Now that the school year was ending, and her exams were over, she figured it was the perfect time to take a trip. However, being timid by nature, she didn’t want to go alone, so she asked Mu Bai if he’d like to join her.
…
“Go on a trip?”
Mu Bai, who was in his Ink Forest Residence, pondered over Qian Yiwen’s message.
At the moment, he didn’t have anything urgent to do.
And come to think of it, despite having money now, aside from buying a house, he hadn’t really spent much on himself or enjoyed any luxuries.
This made Mu Bai reflect on his past struggles with poverty.
Online, people always say not to let poverty limit your imagination, but in reality, his poverty had already stifled his own.
“Yeah, I should go out and enjoy life. After all, what’s the point of having wealth if I can’t take it with me when I die?”
After thinking it over, Mu Bai replied with a definite yes to Qian Yiwen.
He also realized that spending all his time cultivating rare plants wasn’t a long-term plan.
With the amazing abilities of the mysterious space he had, it would be a waste not to make full use of them.
He decided that during this trip, not only would he enjoy life, but he would also take the opportunity to look for more rare plants, animals, or precious stones to enhance his space’s capabilities.
Things like the highly valued agarwood, blood reishi mushrooms, emperor green jade, caterpillar fungus, and truffles came to mind.
While Mu Bai was thinking about this, Qian Yiwen sent another excited message.
Qian Yiwen: “Mwah! I knew my Cold Mu would be the best and take me on a trip. But let me make it clear—this time, I’ll cover the expenses! You paid for everything during our New Year’s meetup, and even bought me several expensive outfits. I don’t want you thinking I’m a gold digger, so this time it’s my treat.”
“Heh.”
Mu Bai chuckled at her message.
After spending some time with Qian Yiwen, he realized that although she had a bit of a materialistic streak, it was something most people had.
After all, who in this world doesn’t like money? He was no exception.
So, after getting to know her better in the past few days, his opinion of her had changed quite a bit.
“Alright, but isn’t your car a sedan? It might not be great for a long road trip.”
Mu Bai remembered seeing Qian Yiwen’s Audi before—it was a black sedan.
He was planning to travel from Nanjing all the way to Yunnan, a journey of nearly 5,000 kilometers round trip, which would likely involve some challenging terrain.
A sedan wouldn’t be suitable for such conditions.
After his reminder, Qian Yiwen considered the matter and sent a voice message: “You’re right. Should we take a bus then? Or maybe join a tour group?”
Mu Bai shook his head at the suggestion.
Joining a tour group wouldn’t work because he wanted to make stops along the way to collect rare items.
After thinking it over, he typed a reply: “No, we won’t join a tour group. If you’re free today, come with me to buy a new car. Once the paperwork is done, we can set off.”
His message almost made Qian Yiwen choke on her milk tea in the dorm.
She laughed and replied, “Mu Bai, I know you’re rich, but you don’t need to buy a car just for a trip!”
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