Beauty Complex

Jiang Bailu has finally came back from abroad after being away for years.

The lines showing the the country's temperature were turning sharply upward, and the spring flowers that wrapped around the iron fence outside Jiang's house had budded early, making the climate in the city as warm as spring. Jiang Bailu was wrapped in a thick jacket, half of his face was reddened in the soft wool scarf.

Qin Xingyi was standing lazily behind the exit railing squinting at him. When Jiang Bailu reached him, the other party straightened up and took the suitcase that was in his hand, "You finally came back."

"I heard that you want to introduce me to a boyfriend," Jiang Baiyun took off his scarf and jacket down and hugged it in the bend of his arm, pretending to tease him with interest, but the emotions in his eyes were not the same as what he said, "I was rushing so I stayed packing up all night and bought tickets to come back."

Qin Xingyi led him to the underground parking lot, obviously not believing his nonsense, "Why do I feel that you actually still don't want to return to China yet ?"

Jiang Bailu retorted, "How come I don't want to go back to China? Originally, I planned to come back after I finish from college, but because of a temporary incident I had to stay in the United States for another two years."

Both of them exactly knew what accident he was referring to. Qin Xingyi also didn't want to bring up the old story, so they changed the subject and talked about something else, "Are you going home to get jet lagged, or to my place?"

Jiang Bailu didn't even want to talk about that: "I don't have a jet lag. My father is on a business trip abroad right now. So that means you have to take me in for a while. But—" He frowned again, "If you are going to take me to meet my future boyfriend now, then forget it. I spent the night on the plane, didn't wash my face, and my hair is a mess."

"You're thinking big." Qin Xingyi looked at him, "This time even if you are free, other people are not necessarily free."

Jiang Bailu said, "Who are you talking about ?"

Qin Xingyi stopped in front of a white Mercedes-Benz car, picked up the luggage and stuffed it into the trunk. As he walked to the direction of the driver's seat, he said, "Do you remember Yu Junlin?"

Jiang Bailu opened the passenger door to sit in, and lowered his head to pull the seat belt over and fasten it, "Your college roommate with a deep background?"

Qin Xingyi slowly reversed the car and said, "It's him. I opened a resort after graduating from college, and he brought all my clients here, and in the past two years I've gotten to know some powerful and wealthy kids."

Jiang Bailu looked up in surprise, "So?"

"So." Qin Xingyi took his (Jiang) words, "The person who introduced you to him is his friend."

Hearing this, Jiang Bailu straightened his back and said jokingly: "Then I am going to become a black phoenix flying on a branch?"
(Note: the black phoneix)

Qin Xingyi sneered and helped him correct it, "It's a wild phoenix, not a black phoenix. You've been abroad for six years and you haven't grown that much, but you've made yourself so good that you can't even speak Chinese?"

Jiang Bailu: "No, no, no, it's black phoenix."

Jiang Bailu: "Isn't it the black phoenix that came out of the coal pit?"

Qin Xingyi : "..."

Jiang Bailu's words are not wrong at all. Although he grew up in more than one city , he lived in a small villa without worrying about food and clothing, and his family also had the money to send him to study abroad, but his father was a real boomer in coal mines. He's not even close to those rich and powerful young men born with gold.

Two hours later, Jiang Bailu was drowsily leaning against the private hot spring pool of the eastern suburbs resort. Qin Xingyi walked in the room holding a mobile phone, Jiang Bailu turned his head when he heard the sound, showing a hesitant expression.

Qin Xingyi party glanced at him, "What?"

Jiang Baiyun leaned against the stone wall and sat at the bottom of the pool, and said slowly, "The matter of introducing a boyfriend, let's forget it."

He sighed gently, "My ex-boyfriend is a poor man who works part-time during school hours, and now you are suddenly asking me to fall in love with the rich young master. I can't accept it."

Qin Xingyi: "It's too late."

Jiang Bailu: "Huh?"

Qin Xingyi squatted down by the pool, "Yu Junlin just called me and said he would come here to play for two days."

Jiang Bailu: "..."

Jiang Bailu: "Tomorrow?"

Qin Xingyi : "In the afternoon."

Jiang Bailu: "..."

When Qin Xingyi's friends were coming over, Jiang Bailu was drinking coffee. The music in the cafe was melodious and soothing, the golden sunlight was jumping on the tables, but as far as the eye can see, there are all empty seats. Jiang Baiyun frowned slightly, "Qin, your business here is not good, there is no one coming."

Qin Xingyi ignored him and got up to pick up Yu Junlin and others.

Leaving Jiang Bailu to sit alone for a while, after sitting he slipped out of the cafe and wandered around. The previous hot spring bath was in a private pool, but now that he came to the public hot spring area, he realized that in the entire large lodge, there really didn't seem to be any guests who came her for vacation, except for the staff wearing uniforms and hanging tags on their clothes.

Jiang Bailu walked outside to the strawberry garden and was about to pull an employee to ask a question when the phone in his pocket rang. He found a stone and sat down on it comfortably, then he took out his phone. The incoming ringtone sang happily, but Jiang Baiyun's eyes couldn't help but fall on the lock screen photo, and only after half a second did he move his eyes to look at the caller, and then froze slightly——

It was an American number.

He picked up and shouted in Chinese, "senior Sister." (Note: he did actually call her senior and she called him Junior)

The woman's voice on the other end of the line was soft and pleasant, "Junior Brother, have you returned to China?"

He said yes, and wanted to ask what the other party wanted, but he found that the light in front of him was covered by a shadow, and a voice came from above his head, "Why is there still someone here?"

Jiang Bailu raised his head and saw a group of people stopping in front of his face, led by a man with handsome features and meticulously dressed. Jiang Bailu's eyes lingered on his face for a few seconds and suddenly realized that this was Yu Junlin, whom he had seen in the photos of Qin Xingyi's circle of friends a few months ago, so he stood up and subconsciously took a step forward.

His senior sister who was still on the call, called him on the phone: "Junior brother, are you still there?"

Jiang Bailu said to the phone: "Yes."

Yu Guangli and Qin Xingyi walked side by side with another tall man. Jiang Bailu turned his face to look straight at the man next to Qin Xingyi, then blinked slowly, "Senior Sister, what did you just say?"

"I mean--"

The other side's features became clear and complete in his own line of sight. A handsome and very aggressive face, his eyes and the bridge of his nose are deeper and more three-dimensional than Yu Junlin, pupils are like two pieces of beautiful, clear brown amber——- a mixture of Chinese and foreign blood.

"I've heard something about Chris."

Jiang Bailu's phone slipped out of his palm.