"I want to be the director of the design departnt."
"Alright."
As soon as Xia Wan’an finished speaking, Han Jingnian responded detachedly.
Xia Wan’an thought she had misheard, so she blinked, and blinked again: "???"
The old Mrs. Han sitting next to her was montarily stunned, then, as if she understood sothing, she chuckled twice. After a few seconds, she chuckled again.
Seeing the old Mrs. Han laughing until she was practically doubled over, looking like she had just heard the best news in the world, Xia Wan’an was even more confused: "..." Why is grandma so happy?
Jingnian, who was sitting calmly on the couch, slowly finished his tea before addressing Xia Wan’an again. "Tomorrow morning, I will arrange for HR to handle your promotion."
Xia Wan’an blankly "Oh’d."
So that was it? She had secured her promotion?
Did she just thank grandma’s influence, or Jingnian’s?
Feeling that sothing was not quite right, Xia Wan’an’s eyes swirled around between the exuberantly laughing old Mrs. Han and the calm and composed Jingnian.
The little mirror nestled in Xia Wan’an’s arms, craned his neck and used his ice-blue eyes to study Xia Wan’an for a while, and then followed her gaze, first to Jingnian and then to old Mrs. Han.
The pair maintained this adorable tableau for a while, not snapping out of it until Jingnian suggested it was getting late and he should leave. Holding the little mirror in her arms, Xia Wan’an silently followed Jingnian out of the old mansion.
Watching their retreating figures, old Mrs. Han couldn’t resist chuckling again.
Mother Zhang, seeing old Mrs. Han’s continuous giggling, couldn’t help but ask, "Madam, what’s so funny? What has made you so happy?"
"My grandson has finally grown up, after raising him for twenty-six years, he’s finally got his head screwed on right. Can you bla for being happy?"
Mother Zhang: "..." If Young Master Jingnian hears this, he might cry in the washroom.
Looking at Mother Zhang’s effort to hold in her laughter, the old Mrs. Han waved dismissively: "Never mind, it’s no use explaining it to you. You wouldn’t understand..."
Mother Zhang : "..." You didn’t tell anything. How am I supposed to understand?
With Mother Zhang’s help, old Mrs. Han ascended the stairs. Once inside her room, old Mrs. Han suddenly turned serious: "By the way, I heard the girl from the Chi family is back?"
"Yes, Mrs. Han. Miss Chi Mu has returned. She called a few days ago and said she would like to visit the old mansion. She also ntioned that she brought you a special gift from France..."
"I haven’t liked that girl since she was a kid, why would I like her gifts?" Old Mrs. Han’s face darkened imdiately, and after half a minute, she spoke again: "Whatever, let her co. If she still hasn’t given up on Jingnian after two years in France, I’ll make sure she does."
...
After leaving the mansion and getting into the car driven by Zhang Te, Xia Wan’an belatedly realized... did she just get played by Jingnian?
Was the reason he kept asking her the sa question over and over again, just to trick her into saying "I want to be the design departnt’s director", so he could say he was just doing what she asked?
So, the reason she felt sothing was off, was not because she thought he was disapproving of her taking a shortcut but was secretly setting her up?
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