“The world has gone mad, everyone wants to get married,” Xia Bing sighs.
The phone rings, and Xia Bing answers. It’s the editor, saying that stories with playboy protagonists are currently popular in the market and asking her to write such a story.
Xia Bing least wants to write this type of story. She hates playboys the most, with the neighbor being a prime example. Wealthy and handsome, spoiled by women, acting like the world revolves around him. The women around him are crazy, don’t they know such a man is not worth committing to… Perhaps just for fun… Love has become so casual.
Xia Bing gets up. Okay, she’ll use the neighbor’s “despicable man” as a template and thoroughly torture her “playboy protagonist”.
Apology
Xia Bing removes her hand from the keyboard, raises her left hand to her right shoulder, and waves her right arm to relieve typing fatigue.
Xia Bing checks the time on her computer. She’s written over 7,000 words in three hours, and her inspiration continues to flow.
“Although playboys are quite detestable, they’ve made this writing quite smooth.” Xia Bing stands up and walks around, just about to sit down and continue typing when the doorbell rings.
Opening the door to see Cheng Yuanjun, Xia Bing’s eyebrows furrow, “What do you want?”
Yuanjun sees Xia Bing’s unwelcoming expression but still smiles, “I’m here to apologize.” And to win your heart.
Xia Bing glanced at Cheng Yuanjun, this man had just been furious, yet he was so magnanimous.
“Oh, I understand,” Xia Bing pretended to close the door.
“Wait…” Yuanjun thought to himself, this woman really wasn’t giving him any face.
Xia Bing saw his hand holding her door, “Do you have something else?”
“Yes, to show my apology, I’ll treat you to a meal. Secondly, we’re neighbors, and I haven’t formally visited you before. Today, I’ll treat you to dinner,” Yuanjun knew Xia Bing didn’t have a good impression of him, and he understood how to gradually win her favor.
