"Here! This is five thousand dollars. Take it."
Nalan Yaqi stuffed a thick stack of U.S. bills into Wang Ye's hands.
Wang Ye took them without even counting and slipped them into his pocket.
Smiling, he said, "All right then. Tomor... no, the day after tomorrow. Come find me around one in the afternoon, and we'll get things done."
Nalan Yaqi beamed and readily agreed.
Obviously, when Wang Ye said they would get things done, he meant handling the company's affairs.
She really hadn't misjudged him. Wang Ye was different from other boys—he handled everything with such decisiveness!
It looked like her investment was a sure thing!
Only after Nalan Yaqi left did Song Xiaogang dare come into the room.
His face was full of disbelief as he finally asked, "Brother Ye, which one is actually your girlfriend?"
Wang Ye froze, then asked in return, "What girlfriend? Which one?"
"Is it Qi Gege or Angelina?" Song Xiaogang pressed.
Wang Ye burst out laughing and waved a hand. "What nonsense are you talking about? Neither of them is my girlfriend!"
Song Xiaogang looked unconvinced. "Forget Angelina for now. Qi Gege hugged you and gave you money just now, and you're still saying there's nothing between you?"
So that was what had caused Song Xiaogang's misunderstanding.
Wang Ye couldn't be bothered explaining. Let alone the fact that there was nothing between him and Nalan Yaqi or Angelina—even if there were, so what?
None of them were married, and this was Russia, where attitudes were relatively open. Nobody would care about something like that.
He turned around and sprawled sideways on the bed to read again, leaving Song Xiaogang standing there in envious silence...
Early Sunday morning, Wang Ye received an unexpected surprise.
His cousin Ruan Xiaozhu called him.
"Hey, little