Chapter 134: The Person Yi Bai Loves Is Her

"But... but..."

"Auntie, do you think I'm not good enough?"

"It's not that you aren't good; it's just that I don't think you two are a good match."

"Why not?"

Shen Yibai flexed his arms to show off his muscles. "My physique and appearance aren't exactly bad, are they?"

Seeing his childish display, Yin Ruyun burst into a laugh. "I just feel that Ciyou doesn't see you as a man at all."

Anyone could see it. Jiang Ciyou only treated him like a younger brother, or even a child.

Shen Yibai instantly felt dejected. They had been together for a week; how could he not have felt it? Jiang Ciyou completely failed to see him as a man. Sometimes, he would intentionally step out of the shower just as she returned, walking around bare-chested. Though he looked lean, he actually had a well-defined eight-pack. Even when he purposefully showed off his muscles in front of her, she wouldn't even lift an eyelid. She looked completely uninterested, often reminding him to put on clothes because the air conditioning was cold, lest he catch a cold.

That was why Shen Yibai decided to confess. He didn't have much time left; his mother could discover his whereabouts at any moment. If Jiang Ciyou refused to see him as a man, there would never be a future for them. So, he planned to confess. A confession didn't necessarily have to succeed; he just wanted Jiang Ciyou to know that he was pursuing her as a man, not just being treated as a little brother forever.

After returning, Shen Yibai called Jiang Ciyou.

"Sister, are you free this evening?"

"I am. What's up, Eboni?"

Yibai began, "Can you come see my performance today? You've helped me so much, and I have a gift I want to give you."

Jiang Ciyou's voice was light and pleasant. "Oh, what kind of gift? I didn't help you expecting a gift. What is it?"

Shen Yibai chuckled. "You'll find out when you come tonight."

"You little brat, keeping secrets, huh? Fine, I'll bring a friend tonight and introduce you."

Jiang Ciyou liked Shen Yibai very much. Although they were mere acquaintances who had met by chance, for some reason, she always felt a sense of familiarity around him.

Moreover, this young man was clean and warm, like the morning sun and a gentle breeze. He was also so independent that it tugged at her heartstrings. Jiang Ciyou was more than willing to look after him.

At four in the afternoon, at the BJ Group headquarters, Gao Cen returned from an errand, hurried into the CEO's office, and placed the finance department's quarterly report on Bo Jinxiu's desk.

"President, here is the report you requested."

Bo Jinxiu did not rush to open it. Instead, he looked up and asked, "How are the arrangements for Yibai?"

Gao Cen replied, "The venue is all set. Yibai will perform, and then he'll hide inside a large gift box to be wheeled out to the girl, letting her open it herself. Then, Yibai will emerge with flowers and confess, while at the same time, flowers and balloons will rain down from the second floor to create a romantic atmosphere."

After finishing, Gao Cen added with a hint of pride, "President, don't worry. You know you can trust me to handle this. There shouldn't be a girl alive who could resist such a romantic offensive."

Although Gao Cen usually appeared somewhat stoic, Bo Jinxiu knew he had been a master at pursuing girls in university. Bo Jinxiu and Gao Cen were college classmates. Back then, Gao Cen was into street racing, and the girls in his passenger seat changed one after another—a typical playboy. But later, after meeting Linglong, he suddenly changed his ways. He was so completely smitten that he proposed on the spot. Even though Linglong didn't love him and rejected him many times, he remained a devoted protector. After Linglong passed away, his temperament changed drastically. He reined in his wild side, transforming from a rebellious playboy into the composed man he was today.

As the eldest grandson of the Gao family, a third-generation heir to a wealthy and powerful dynasty, he was willing to serve as a secretary at Bo Jinxiu's side. Aside from not wanting to follow his parents' arrangements to take over the family business, there was one more crucial reason: he wanted revenge for Linglong. They shared a common enemy: Bo Wanhua.

Bo Jinxiu closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose with his slender fingers. "I always thought Yibai was still just a child. I never expected he'd already be at the age to fall in love."

Gao Cen sighed as well. "It's just a pity that with a mother like that, this romance is bound to end without a result."

Bo Jinxiu said calmly, "Every experience in life is a form of growth. At least he is happy for now."

Shen Yibai’s singing performance was at nine in the evening. Jiang Ciyou kept her promise and showed up, bringing Shen Nuo along. Seeing Jiang Ciyou in the audience, Shen Yibai was delighted and waved to her. Jiang Ciyou waved back in response.

This scene was captured by Bo Jinxiu, who was sitting in a booth on the second floor. Actually, from the moment Jiang Ciyou appeared, he had a bad premonition. *It must be a coincidence,* he consoled himself. But when Shen Yibai interacted with Jiang Ciyou with such a radiant smile, Bo Jinxiu felt as if an invisible hand had gripped his throat. For a moment, he felt a sense of suffocation.

*How could it be... Jiang Ciyou?*

The girl Shen Yibai liked—how could it be Jiang Ciyou? But at this moment, everything seemed to click into place. Shen Yibai hadn't gone to Italy; he had stayed in France. A while ago, Jiang Ciyou had gone to Paris to participate in a designer competition. That masked model in the gravel-textured dress who had stunned everyone... that model was Shen Yibai!

When Bo Jinxiu first saw it, he felt a sense of familiarity, but he thought it impossible. Or rather, he felt there couldn't be such a coincidence. In a city of millions in Paris, how could two completely unrelated people meet so easily? But now, all those illusions were shattered. They not only knew each other, but Shen Yibai had also fallen for Jiang Ciyou!

He had tried every possible way to keep Jiang Ciyou away from Bo Wanhua’s gaze, even at the cost of breaking up with her. But now, Jiang Ciyou had jumped into the trap herself, falling right into the most dangerous center.

Bo Jinxiu closed his eyes. A profound sense of powerlessness washed over him. *Heaven, must you play such jokes?*

But when he opened his eyes again, all the complex, surging emotions had been replaced by a cold, calm exterior. He had to stop this.

Gao Cen, standing beside him, was equally stunned by what he saw. After a long silence, he spoke. "President, the girl that Young Master Yibai is going to confess to tonight... it wouldn't be Miss Jiang, would it?"

Bo Jinxiu's expression darkened further. His voice was icy. "Gao Cen, go do something for me."