Chapter 131: Director's House 3

Chapter 131: Director’s House 3

Cao Yong hurriedly joined the chorus of denials, “Where did this rumor come from?”

A foreign girl? Why would he, a handsome local guy, go for a foreign girl?

“Exactly, I also think it’s impossible. You have plenty of girls who like you. I’ve heard from your mom that many people want to matchmake for you—civil servants, teachers, artists, and company office workers, they have it all. Your mom even said you can pick whatever you like—it’s just a joke. She mentioned that you were already popular among your female classmates in primary and middle school and that many of them still hold a strong impression of you to this very day.”

Chiang Ying spoke with such certainty that everyone in the living room turned to look at Cao Yong.

Zhang Xiaohui and Shen Xifei were astonished: Handsome Cao, this lady-killer, truly has a myriad of female fans.

Cao Yong glared back at the two old classmates staring at him, “What do you want to catch me out on with your sharp eyes?”

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The two old classmates thought hard but couldn’t recall a single woman by Cao Yong’s side, except for that fairy-like Xie Wanying, in front of whom Cao Yong seemed to lose his soul every time he saw her.

Zhu Huicang started chattering, “Feeling pretty smug lately, aren’t you? Someone’s been to your department.”

Who visited Handsome Cao’s department? Zhang Xiaohui and Shen Xifei pricked up their ears to listen attentively.

Cao Yong narrowed his eyes at Zhu Huicang, “Hurry up with your dumplings, or there won’t be any left for you tonight.”

Clearly, someone was avoiding the topic to protect his little junior sister.

The doorbell rang again at the entrance—another visitor?

Chiang Ying went to the door once more, “Could it be that Old Wu finally remembers to come home for the New Year?”

After a while, the people in the living room heard someone speak, “So many people here? It’s going to be lively tonight.”

Recognizing the voice, those present exchanged knowing glances.

“Didn’t expect him to show up,” Zhu Huicang muttered.

The man who walked in was about 1.7 meters tall, not tall nor fat, dressed in a dark blue down jacket that was dignified with a touch of trendiness, his hair cut short and stylish, and his baby face attracting the attention of young girls.

Zhang Xiaohui and the others couldn’t take their eyes off him, exclaiming, “Teacher Tao.”

Tao Zhijie, from Hepatobiliary Surgery, was not from the same class as Cao Yong and others but also graduated from the eight-year program. Actually, he should be considered a senior to Cao Yong and his friends since he was one batch ahead of them.

“Have a seat.” Ren Chongda, who was closest to him, moved a chair for Senior Tao.

Tao Zhijie sat down and informed the others, “There’s someone else coming soon. I saw them parking.”

Who could it be? Someone coming from afar to park? Could they not just walk a few steps? Unless they were not staying in the hospital or the hospital dormitory recently?

Following Tao Zhijie’s heads-up, Chiang Ying simply stood at the door waiting for that person to enter before closing it. From a distance, they could hear the rustling at the entrance, and Chiang Ying’s voice carried over, “It’s perfect timing, your colleague is here.”

Zhu Huicang had a foreboding feeling.

Cao Yong and Ren Chongda both turned to look at him.

Unexpectedly, the person Chiang Ying brought in turned out to be two people.

Both men were tall, one over 1.8 meters and the other appeared to be just over that height. They had similar crew cuts, but their facial features were completely different, clearly not brothers.

The one who entered first wore a thick black suit and a tie, looking very formal, with sharp eyebrows and narrow eyes, handsome yet icy cold.

As soon as the three women saw him, their hearts raced secretly as they whispered, “Teacher Fu.”