Yin Mingzhu was initially unwilling.
But the one-ard Su Xi was too strong; she couldn’t resist her.
In the end, Yin Mingzhu still sat with Su Ruanruan in the café.
She was reluctant.
When the coffee was served, she looked bored, "Did you need sothing from ?"
Su Ruanruan took a small sip of Blue Mountain coffee before saying, "Mingzhu, co back and teach cello!"
Yin Mingzhu was stunned.
After a while, she replied, her voice sharp and awkward, "I don’t know what you’re talking about! Do you think I can still play a lody?"
"Why not?" Su Ruanruan calmly observed her.
She continued, "I rember you were happiest when teaching Ma Jiaqi."
Jiaqi... Tears glimred in Yin Mingzhu’s eyes.
But she quickly hid it, instead sneering, "Her mother, Mrs. Ma, really is sothing, betraying several tis. But I was the one who sched against her first, so we’re even."
Su Ruanruan looked at Yin Mingzhu, who was mocking herself.
She was overwheld with emotions.
She softly said, "Tongsheng Hospital in Yangcheng will set up a cultural room where you can play the cello. Mingzhu, Yin Zhao hopes you’ll co back."
Upon hearing her brother’s na, Yin Mingzhu was in a daze.
When she snapped back to reality, her face was full of tears.
Not wanting Su Ruanruan to see her like this, she stood up and ran out of the café in a panic.
She told herself that Su Ruanruan’s words were incredibly hypocritical, that she shouldn’t listen, or she’d fall for it.
Su Ruanruan remained seated, slowly drinking her coffee.
The one-ard Su Xi softly asked, "Do you want to catch her back?"
Su Ruanruan shook her head.
She replied, "Let her calm down; she’ll co to understand."
For the next while, she spoke no more, just slowly finished the rest of her coffee, and Su Xi sat quietly with her.
After finishing their coffee, they were about to leave.
When soone sat across from them.
It was He Jitang.
It was an autumn night, and he was still dressed elegantly.
A fine pinstriped shirt, a luxurious handmade suit.
On his handso face was a pair of thin-rimd gold glasses, softening the shade of lancholy brought by a tear mole.
He Jitang lightly tapped the table.
He smiled, "Fourth sister, congratulations!"
He handed over a gift.
Su Ruanruan opened it to find a magnolia hairpin.
Delicately made, clearly handcrafted.
Su Ruanruan closed it, smiling gently, "Thank you, third brother!"
She called him third brother, and he felt a sense of joy, raising his hand to call the waiter to bring coffee.
He said, "Surely you have ti to have a cup of coffee with third brother? I have sothing to ask."
Su Ruanruan didn’t insist.
Just that she’d already had a cup of coffee, so she didn’t order another.
Across from her, He Jitang sipped on Blue Mountain coffee.
He originally didn’t like Blue Mountain, but because Su Ruanruan liked it, he did too...
For a long ti, He Jitang looked up and gently asked, "Is the old lady well?"
Su Ruanruan softly humd in response.
She told him, "Ci’an returned to B City, and the old lady and her group are much better, the family sends Ci’an over to accompany them every weekend."
He Jitang silently drank his coffee.
He drank slowly, so slowly that by the end, the coffee had long gone cold.
But he didn’t care.
Su Ruanruan wanted to persuade him, but after thinking about it, she gave up... She only said, "Third brother, think more about Ci’an in everything."
He Jitang looked up and smiled, "I will!"
With great poise, he said, "Go on ho! It’s getting late."
Su Ruanruan nodded and left.
The one-ard woman shielded her, like an eagle protecting her chicks...
He Jitang remained seated.
He knew what Su Ruanruan ant; she wanted him to turn himself in, to leave Ci’an with a father.
But for soone like him, living a life inside would be worse than dying.
He sat there for another half hour before getting up and leaving in loneliness.
When he got into the car, Chen Er brought soone over: "Young Master Ji, this girl was secretly following you."
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