That evening, a group of younger relatives gathered to eat, drink, and have fun, treating it as a celebration for Teacher Meng's new car.
It was well past midnight by the time everyone reluctantly called it a night.
Though they appeared to be crowding around Meng Baihan and offering her congratulations, they were actually trying every possible way to get close to Zhang Yang and build a connection with him.
"Brother Zhang, I actually work in Magic City now. My biggest dream in life is to have the chance to put down roots here and own a home of my own in Magic City, no matter how small it is," one of Meng Baihan's younger brothers said with a sigh.
"Work hard. You'll get the chance," Zhang Yang said with a smile, offering a few words of encouragement.
As the gathering broke up, Zhang Yang gave Teacher Meng a hug before preparing to leave first. As for spending some intimate time together, they would arrange it another day.
Everyone remained where they stood, watching Zhang Yang's Cullinan drive away.
"Sis, where does Brother Zhang live in Magic City?" Only after he had left did they ask curiously.
Meng Baihan smiled softly.
"You work in Magic City, so you must have been to The Bund plenty of times, right?"
"Of course, but there are just too many people. Every time I go, it's packed shoulder to shoulder," Meng Baihan's younger brother said.
"There's a poem that goes, 'You stand on the bridge watching the scenery, while those watching the scenery from above are watching you,'" Meng Baihan said with a smile. "You stand on The Bund looking across at Lujiazui, while Zhang Yang lives on the other side, looking at all of you."
The moment she said that, the few people