Chapter 102: Linglong, the Jewelry Designer

Yun Fu had become the center of attention, and Xi Rouer and Tong Zhenzhen felt the same gnawing jealousy and anger.

But Xi Rouer was exceptionally skilled at hiding her feelings, so she merely sighed to Tong Zhenzhen beside her and said, “Yun Fu is really amazing. There’s nothing she can’t do.”

Tong Zhenzhen’s expression changed. Looking at Yun Fu, who was surrounded by the others, she could not help but snort. “So what if she can cook a little? We’re not running a restaurant. What’s there to be smug about?”

She did not say it very loudly, but neither was it soft enough to miss. At the very least, Yun Fu not far away heard her.

Slowly, Yun Fu lifted her head toward them. Those beautiful eyes, like a snowy mountain lake, were tinged with cold; in the depth of that dark gaze was a faint trace of danger.

Tong Zhenzhen froze at once. Those eyes were too bright, like a drawn blade. She did not dare look directly at them anymore.

Yun Fu merely glanced in their direction, then, whether deliberately or not, looked toward Xi Rouer. It was an utterly ordinary glance, and yet it carried an overwhelming force.

Xi Rouer was startled as well. For a moment, she truly felt as if there was nowhere to hide before Yun Fu.

Tong Zhenzhen muttered something under her breath, but she did not dare say it aloud again.

After that, everyone enjoyed a lavish lunch and successfully received an invitation from the restaurant’s head chef, who said they could dine there for the next few days.

The director, who had thought up countless ways to torment them: ...

He had even heard that the fastest-selling item lately was the quick-acting heart medicine.

Thus the trip passed in an unremarkable fashion.

The matter of Yun Fu’s cooking lingered on the trending list for quite some time, and her fanbase grew considerably.

After returning to the country, it was time for the publicity period for the drama "Astonishing Grace."

“Xiao Fu, take the next three days to rest first, and then it’ll be the show’s promotional schedule. You won’t need to run all over the place; just attend the press conference,” Qiao An said as she held the itinerary and briefed Yun Fu. Then she noticed that Yun Fu had opened her game again, her hands moving extremely fast, those slender fingers like they were performing the most demanding piano piece.

Brilliant and dazzling.

Qiao An silently swallowed the rest of her words. With her playing so well, she did not even dare say much.

A WeChat message from Han Hanqi lit up on the phone.

"Are you free tomorrow? Let’s have dinner together."

Yun Fu raised an eyebrow and finished the game before tapping into the message.

She replied: "Sure."

"All right, I’ll pick you up tomorrow."

"Mm."

After Qiao An left, the room fell quiet again. Yun Fu played several matches with Li Sianian and the others, but eventually she no longer felt like playing. Bored, she turned on the television.

She lounged lazily on the sofa, a lollipop in hand, eyes half-lidded, looking like a young snow leopard dozing in the sun.

“Recently, the jewelry company Like has released its newest necklace. Since Like’s chief jewelry designer retired from the spotlight, this is the first necklace Like has launched. Let us take a look at this one...”

The news reporter spoke fluently about the segment, while beside her was a necklace combining blue gemstones and diamonds.

Even the most intoxicating exhibit in a gallery would amount to no more than this.

But many people who followed the jewelry industry knew that this was not Like’s peak.

Once, they had made their name in the jewelry world with a single necklace, and at that time they had the most formidable and most mysterious jewelry designer: Linglong.

But ever since more than two years ago, when Like abruptly announced Linglong’s withdrawal, the jewelry world had never again seen anything as refreshing and brilliant.

The necklace called "Remembrance" seemed to break that deadlock as it came into being.

Yun Fu hugged the cushion on the sofa, her expression unreadable.

Yet she clearly remembered a few scenes: a small, warm workshop; two people brimming with fighting spirit; her own words, “I’ll design it, you invest in it”...

Later, because of a change within the organization, she had no time to continue designing at all.

Thinking of this, Yun Fu sat up from the sofa, went into the study, took out her tablet, and skillfully downloaded the software before opening it.

About an hour later, she looked at the design on the screen and curved her lips slightly.

A clear voice sounded through the living room: “Looks like my skills are still there.”

Her inspiration had always been abundant, as though it could never run dry; that was why outsiders had always believed that “Linglong” was not one person, but a team.

She spent another hour refining the details, then stretched out her back. Looking up, she realized it was already pitch-black outside.

She was hungry too, so she went into the kitchen and took out a cup of instant noodles. Just as she lifted the lid, the doorbell rang.

Her hands paused. She set the noodles down and walked slowly to the door.

When she opened it, it was indeed the person she had expected.

“Didn’t we say tomorrow?”

Han Hanqi lifted the lunch box in his hand. “I got a little impatient. I wanted to see you, so I came over.”

He stood against the light, tall and upright, handsome beyond compare, with scattered starlight in his eyes.

Behind Yun Fu was the dark night sky. Before her, the corridor lights had brightened because of this man’s arrival, brilliant and dazzling.

At that moment, as a physician, Yun Fu was absolutely certain that her heartbeat had quickened by a fraction.

Watching Han Hanqi take away her instant noodles and then arrange the dishes he had brought one by one, Yun Fu somehow felt a wave of helplessness rise within her.

“How could you be eating instant noodles? Didn’t you say you were having dinner with your agent?”

“She had something to do.” In truth, she had forgotten.

The man nodded. His originally cool features seemed to gain a touch of warmth from such an ordinary domestic action.

“Was the trip fun?”

“Not bad.”

“I didn’t expect you to be such a good cook. I wonder when I might have the honor of tasting some.”

Yun Fu paused her chopsticks and looked up at him, meeting those black-and-white clear eyes.

“...When I have time.” She suspected that this was exactly why the man had come here tonight.

Sure enough, hearing her answer, his expression softened even more.

The two of them sat across from each other and ate together. Though neither spoke, the atmosphere was unprecedentedly harmonious.

The sound of the television, the occasional chirping of insects outside the window...

There had never been a moment when Yun Fu felt so deeply that she had truly come back to life, that she had returned to this human world.

“Do you still remember what I told you before about going to university?”

Yun Fu was stunned. She had not expected the topic to change so abruptly, but she still nodded.

Han Hanqi looked deeply gratified.

“I have a few sets of practice papers at my place. Would you like to... take the university entrance exam?”

Perhaps because he had gotten off work, a few strands of hair had fallen over his brow, lightly shading his eyes.

He had taken off his coat. In a simple white shirt, he now looked almost like an older student.

This made Yun Fu, who in her previous life had already completed her doctorate at eighteen, nod by some act of providence.

“Fine. Then I’ll bring them to you tomorrow as well. Take a look later and do the ones you know. There’s no need to feel pressured.”