Chapter 2 (1/2)

Picked Up Another Gege

Seven years ago, Xiao Hehe’s image of the future: Marry a man who loved her.

Seven years later, Xiao Hehe’s feeling now: Catch a millionaire.

“I have to keep my eyes open, and work to catch a millionaire.” Every time Xiao Hehe watched a happy ending romantic movie, she sighed this way.

Her friend, Su Renran, immediately retorts, “Isn’t there one by your side already? Figure, money, looks, and manners. He’s not lacking in any of those. You already know all about him, so you don’t have to investigate. All that’s left is to see how you’ll get him.”

“Zheng Xie?” Hehe cries out. “We’re only two gra.s.shoppers that were accidentally tied together. Even when I’m daydreaming, I’ve never thought about having anything with him.”

“Don’t be so quick to say that. I can see that Zheng Xie treats everyone politely, but coldly. Yet, to you, he’s especially impolite and pays very much care.” Su Renran’s words. .h.i.t home. Hehe’s 25 years were a history of being bullied by Zheng Xie.

When she was younger, she was always tricked into writing his homework and carrying his backpack. But those were minor things. Even when he liked other girls, she had to help him write love letters. When he bought presents, she acted as a delivery service. When they grew up, she acted as a servant, a temporary secretary, and even a fake girlfriend.

She had to check up on the apartment he didn’t live in, turn in the rent, and find someone to clean it. When his secretary was unavailable and he wanted to work, she had to help transcribe, organize data, and even serve tea. When he wanted to get rid of a girlfriend, but hadn’t found a new one yet, she had to act go in to act as the elated, infuriating, new woman. There’s nothing much to say about the rest, but what leaves her distressed is that one day, some woman that she ticked off will be too aggressive, too infatuated, and throw sulfuric acid onto her.

But she also owes a lot to Zheng Xie too.

When she was 5, she caused 10 year old Zheng Xie to fracture his foot. At the time, he was trying to get into the Youth Martial Arts School. Then he could only study to enter school.

When she was 10, she caused 15 year old Zheng Xie to become ineligible to partic.i.p.ate in the National Junior Chess Compet.i.tion. He was originally a very promising player to win, but when he was about to leave, she came down with pneumonia. Since there were no adults at home, he had to give up that opportunity to stay with her.

When she was 15, she caused Zheng Xie and his girlfriend to break up. That might have been his first love, she wasn’t sure. But looking at all the girls that have come and gone since, that was the most serious [relations.h.i.+p].

When she was 20, she caused Zheng Xie to lose out on a major business deal. Zheng Xie had started a company, and their future was uncertain. That business was worth a third of their annual sales. Xiao Hehe counted it over, and decided that she owed Zheng Xie more, so being bullied a bit by him wasn’t really excessive. Moreover, he often helps her out.

For other men and women, there exists the “Seven Year Itch,” but for the two of them, what would you say happens every five years? This past New Year’s, Zheng Xie solemnly told her, “Hehe, this year, we should do our best not to meet up, speak together, or cross paths.” Hehe would be 25 in two days.

But this time, she didn’t initiate getting close to him. He’s the one who got close to her. Although… She was the one to send a taunting text first. And then she did pretend to be goodwilled and visit him in the hospital…

These thoughts were churning in Xiao Hehe’s mind, as she laid out the breakfast foods she’d bought from the neighborhood shop. The servings were for two. She was going to eat breakfast anyway, so she might as well. She thought for a moment, and hopelessly went to find Zheng Xie’s clothes and was.h.i.+ng supplies. He really pays attention to brands, and only uses a certain few. Yesterday, it was only because he was too tired and uncomfortable to care about those details.

There’s this word that the author uses to describe a lot of Hehe’s actions, in particular when she’s doing something for Zheng Xie. I’m not sure if I’m translating it correctly, but the dictionary gives “unambitious” and “good for nothing” as possible definitions. In the previous paragraph, I use the word “hopelessly”, but perhaps a better way to describe it is to do something in a resigned manner.

Young master Zheng clearly didn’t feel at all inconvenienced sleeping in a different place for a night. He was as carefree as if he had slept in his own home. When he woke up, his eyes were still misty with sleep. And just a few minutes later, he sat down at the table, refreshed, and started eating.

Thus, it seems that this man is someone who often wakes up in others’ homes. Hehe’s opinion for him darkens. From her mouth though, she asks with concern, “Are you going to the hospital for an IV drip today?”

“I’m already fine, I’m not going.” He didn’t even lift his head.

“Zheng Xie, why do you hide your sickness for fear of treatment?” Secretary Wei seemed to have said that the doctor wanted Zheng Xie to stay in the hospital for observation for two days.

“Xiao Hehe, you’re getting more impolite. You don’t even add a form of address when calling me.” As always, Zheng Xie was the best at changing the topic around. Wow. She’d been calling him that way for several years now. Of course, most of the time, she didn’t even use his last name. She just called, “Hey.” He was actually putting on these kinds of airs now. But since she was in the wrong, she chose to keep quiet.

Forms of address, like “gege” for older, close male acquaintances and friends. Or “jiejie” for females, etc.

Zheng Xie lowered his head to eat. He’s always had a good upbringing, unlike a lot of other people. When he ate, he never made a sound. Hehe admired that a lot. She tried to learn from him, and drink her milk without making any noise. But when Zheng Xie suddenly spoke, she was very surprised and almost spit out her milk.

“Hehe, you’re off from work today, right? Come to a banquet with me.”

“Today is the opening ceremony for the Olympics. Who has time to go play with you? The number of girlfriends you’ve had this year already hit double digits. And you’ve also had several beautiful female secretaries too. Why ask me?”

“The banquet will be in the afternoon. Everyone will be young. Haven’t you always wanted to meet more people?” Zheng Xie ignored her unreasonable provocation, and calmly explained.

“The people who hang around with you won’t be any good. I’m not going.”

“Hehe, your company’s doing well this year, isn’t it? I don’t need to put in an order, right?” Zheng Xie took another sip of his soybean milk. Hehe gasped, and before she could say anything, forgot what she was going to say. The underprivileged trying to keep to their principles was indeed a very difficult thing.

Hehe put on a smile, and said, “Xie gege, I was just kidding with you. I was only worried that I can’t match up and will make you lose face. I’ll go, I’ll go. Should I wear a miniskirt, or something that shows my midriff? I’ll go prepare right away.”

Secretary Wei sent someone over with the clothes. It was a light yellow, knee-length dress, and there were sheepskin sandals in the same color. There was also a necklace and hair accessories. It was a shame that at her age, she had to dress up this way and act young.

When she arrived at the banquet location, she became very happy. There were Fuwa (“good-luck” dolls) all around the playground. There were balloons floating, and confetti, and questions written on papers. It was clearly a game party. No wonder Zheng Xie didn’t bring along those elegant girls or secretaries, and insisted on dragging her there.

After another look around, she grew even happier. This party was Olympic-themed. There was an electronic display, showing a countdown. There was probably a dress code too. The men were all wearing black suits, and the women were dressed, head to toe, in either red, yellow, blue, or green. The party organizer was just too brilliant. Would they be grouped by these colors for the games later?

Zheng Xie left her, so she went to socialize on her own. Hehe was enjoying herself, answering the questions here and there, winning tons of prizes. Then she decided to find something to eat. People were grouped in twos and threes in the corner, and she accidentally overheard some gossip.

“There was supposed to be a wedding between the Chengs and Zhongs next month. But it was suddenly canceled. What happened?”

“The formal statement was that the bride suddenly fell ill. And then the groom was called to Sichaun because of the earthquake. So everything was delayed. As for the actual story… Well, only those involved will know.”

“That’s not all there was. I heard that Cheng Shaochen got back with his ex-wife. The old lady was so happy that she brought her daughter-in-law and grandkids back from England.”

“Ex-wife? Cheng Shaochen was married before?”