[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-1987-my-era":3,"chapter-1987-my-era-1987-my-era-chapter-604":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","1987: My Era",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2259764,4409,"Chapter 604: One Mountain Cannot Hold Two Tigers","1987-my-era-chapter-604",604,"\u003Cp>After delivering the bad news, Yu Shuheng wrapped her arms around his neck and pecked his lips twice like a woodpecker, then suddenly added with a sly smile: “Little brother, wanna sleep with your teacher tonight?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the faint scent of a woman’s perfume close by and the fullness against his chest, Li Heng involuntarily swallowed, “Teacher, don’t play around.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Shuheng pecked his lips again and said softly, “I had a dream last night.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng asked, “What kind of dream?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Shuheng told him, “They say one mountain can’t hold two tigers. But in my dream, three tigers appeared on one mountain. Isn’t that strange?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three tigers?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could they possibly refer to Song Yu, herself, and Zhou Shihe?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling Yu Teacher’s past behavior, Li Heng’s lips twitched involuntarily, “Which tiger won?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Yu Shuheng’s eyes gleamed strangely as she dodged the question: “The female monkey on the tree won.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng blinked, confused, “A female monkey? What does that even mean?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Shuheng said, “When the three tigers were fighting over territory, the female monkey on the tree became pregnant.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng asked, “And then?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s no ‘then.’ I woke up.” Yu Shuheng looked at him. “You’ve read feng shui books and know palm reading—help me interpret this dream.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A female monkey?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is she referring to Xiao Han? Zijin? Or Huang Zhaoyi?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only these three women have had relations with me so far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng couldn’t tell whether this woman was genuinely dreaming—or using the dream to hint at something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after carefully observing her micro-expressions, he leaned toward believing Yu Teacher had truly had this strange dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, Li Heng feigned annoyance: “Old folks say dreams are the opposite of reality. Besides, monkeys live in trees precisely because they can’t compete with tigers—the kings of beasts—for territory. Are you telling me even a smart teacher like you doesn’t know that basic fact?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Shuheng smiled warmly, “Fine, forget the monkey. Help me interpret the three tigers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng replied instantly: “You already know one mountain can’t hold two tigers—this clearly shows you’re insecure.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The word “insecure” dumped the blame squarely on Yu Teacher, perfectly dodging every landmine, leaving her with no rebuttal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she argued, insisting on the dream, she admitted she was insecure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Shuheng stared steadily into Li Heng’s eyes, then gave a serene smile, released him, and lay down fully clothed on his bed, closing her eyes: “Teacher’s a bit tired from traveling. I’ll rest for half an hour. Then we’ll rehearse ‘The Street Where the Wind Lives’ a few times.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng responded, standing still, staring at the woman on the bed, his gaze sweeping over her again and again—those voluptuous curves could rival only a sexy high school English teacher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At one moment, he swallowed again, then reluctantly tore his eyes away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He longed to pounce on her now, to devour her wildly—but the master and apprentice outside might return at any moment, so he held back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He left the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant the door closed, Yu Shuheng slowly opened her eyes, gazing at the spot where he’d stood, then at the ceiling, her heart suddenly heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just now, she’d secretly hoped the little man would rush toward her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that he was gone, her thoughts returned to the dream of the three tigers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had this sudden dream been some hidden omen from heaven?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or was she simply overthinking?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About forty minutes later, Wu Yili and Zhou Shihe returned. The three of them headed together to the concert venue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon arrival, without any delay, Li Heng, Zhou Shihe, and Yu Shuheng rehearsed the piece four times; only after confirming everything was flawless did they relax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For lunch, the group ate at a Chinese restaurant outside, all Cantonese dishes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The restaurant had booth seating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng and Yu Shuheng sat on one side; Zhou Shihe and Wu Yili sat across the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After ordering, while waiting for the food, Yu Shuheng, seated by the window, pointed to a tall building ahead: “See that building?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng followed her gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Shuheng said, “Hengyuan Investment’s headquarters is currently located there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Li Heng gazed far into the distance for a long while before blurting out: “How’s Old Fu doing with his business in Tokyo?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After asking, he glanced at Zhou Shihe and Wu Yili across the table, immediately giving up hope for an answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But unexpectedly, Yu Shuheng quietly grasped his left hand under the table and wrote a string of numbers on his palm: 3700.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>37 million—representing Old Fu’s profit in Tokyo, in U.S. dollars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng stared at Yu Teacher in shock; he hadn’t expected her to suddenly play along like this, daring to hold his hand in public.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, though her gesture was subtle, everyone wasn’t blind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Yili had seen it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe had caught it too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Yili glanced at her disciple, then at Li Heng and Yu Teacher, her thoughts unreadable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe, however, sat calmly sipping tea, completely ignoring the flirtatious pair across the table, composed as ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After releasing his hand, Yu Shuheng and Wu Yili continued chatting, with Li Heng occasionally interjecting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe, meanwhile, seemed like a beautiful puppet, saying almost nothing throughout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both he and Wu Yili noticed one fact: Zhou Shihe and Yu Shuheng had exchanged zero eye contact the entire time—had they not been seated together, one might have thought them complete strangers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The food arrived, first up: roast goose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Shuheng invited Wu Yili to start eating, then sampled a piece herself, and naturally picked up another piece to place in Li Heng’s bowl: “Tastes good—try it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng didn’t look at the master and disciple across the table; he relied on his thick skin, lowered his head, and bit into half the goose, chewing: “Not bad—almost as good as the real thing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Yili’s gaze flickered between the man and woman, then asked Li Heng: “Have you eaten roast goose in Guangdong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course I have—I lived in Yangcheng for decades in my past life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng thought to himself, shook his head, and said: “There’s a decent Cantonese restaurant in Xuhui—I’ve been there twice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe glanced at his face, then at the half-goose still on his chopsticks, knew he was lying—but said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? Shuheng, Li Heng—is that really you two?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the table laughed and chatted, a voice called out from the aisle end, and the speaker soon arrived beside them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng looked up—it was Ye Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hadn’t seen each other since their parting at Yuelu Mountain—over a year. He never expected to meet her here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Qing wasn’t alone; her younger sister was with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He assumed she was the elder sister because the two looked nearly identical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Qing waved at Li Heng, grinning familiarly: “Shuheng’s husband, good afternoon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng: “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t deny the title—he’d once pretended to be Yu Teacher’s boyfriend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, his relationship with Yu Teacher was no secret among the inner circle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Shuheng asked, “What are you doing here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Qing pointed to her sister, complaining: “Ye Ran came to NUS this year. You’re such a busy person—you forget friends once you’ve got a man?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Shuheng suddenly remembered, exchanged a few pleasantries with Ye Ran, then asked: “Have you eaten? Want to join us?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Qing was tempted, but glanced at Wu Yili and Zhou Shihe, then declined: “No, just came to say hello—we’ve reserved a private room.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Ye Qing left, she winked at Li Heng: “Big author, I’ll come to your concert this afternoon—cheer you on! I’ll treat you two to drinks tonight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One moment calling him “your man,” the next saying “you two”—Li Heng was utterly helpless, with not a shred of anger left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he didn’t trust Yu Teacher’s character, he’d suspect Ye Qing had been deliberately invited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Qing hadn’t been invited by Yu Shuheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier, during a phone call, Ye Qing had invited Yu Shuheng to travel after the New Year. Yu Shuheng declined, saying she’d be going to Tokyo and Singapore—no time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ye Qing asked what she was doing in Singapore; Yu Shuheng didn’t hide it—she said she was helping out at a concert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hence this accidental encounter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Yili quietly observed her disciple again—but to her disappointment, Zhou Shihe’s expression remained perfectly calm, utterly unchanged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng also secretly studied Zhou’s expression, but accidentally met Yu Teacher’s sly, teasing gaze—sending a shiver down his spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing’s even happened yet! He and Zhou Shihe were still completely innocent—and yet he felt like he’d been caught in the act, his skin crawling!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Teacher! What the hell are you playing at?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When facing Xiao Han, Zijin, and Maisui, you showed extraordinary tolerance—why are you acting like a completely different person toward Zhou Shihe?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng was frustrated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first half of lunch had been lively, but after Ye Qing and her sister left, the atmosphere plummeted. Fortunately, Wu Yili, seasoned and sharp, kept chatting with Yu Shuheng to maintain the scene—otherwise the second half would’ve been dead silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>",1519,"2026-06-19T15:27:37.732Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","275e84bcaaefdcae543b776a214ee92f1eeb1e7bb2cf069b944a6364a1ac36b3","1987-my-era-chapter-605","1987-my-era-chapter-603",713,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002F1987-my-era-cover.jpg"]