Bo Qin looked at the ti, "I’m on my way to you now, co out and have dinner with ."
Jian Dan was also on her way to dinner when she heard this. She paused mid-step as Lai Wei and Mi Lu, walking ahead, stopped and turned to look at her. She covered the bottom of her phone and said to them, "My uncle is coming to have dinner with later, so I won’t be joining you."
The two of them smiled, "Alright."
Once they continued on, Jian Dan turned and walked in the opposite direction, "Uncle Qin, are you really coming over?"
"When have I ever lied to you?"
"Then I’ll wait for you at the school gate."
"Okay, I’m leaving the company now. You’ll probably have to wait about half an hour. Why don’t you go to your dorm first and co out when I arrive?"
As he spoke, Bo Qin had already grabbed his coat and was walking out, informing his secretary that he wouldn’t need to work overti tonight.
The secretary saw Bo Qin leave work early for the first ti ever—a rare occurrence.
Jian Dan, excited at the thought of having dinner with him, had no intention of waiting in the dormitory, "Uncle Qin, I’ll just wait for you at the school gate."
"Then find a place to sit and rest."
There were milk tea shops and cafes near the school gate. Bo Qin thought Jian Dan had always been frail and never seed to gain weight, hence his suggestion.
Jian Dan assured him cheerfully. After hanging up the phone, she stood at the gate, motionless, like a pillar.
...
"Hey, isn’t that Little Jian Dan?" Zhou Yan, Lin Chengyu, and a few others rarely settled for the school cafeteria and often used any opportunity to slip out. This ti was no exception. They didn’t expect to see Jian Dan at the gate. Zhou Yan wanted to greet her, but Lin Chengyu held him back.
"What are you doing?"
Zhou Yan didn’t understand and naturally said, "I’m going to say hi to Little Jian Dan. What are you holding back for? Can’t even greet her now?"
Lin Chengyu, "Can’t you tell? She’s in a bad mood. I think she wants to be alone right now. You shouldn’t go over and make things uncomfortable."
"Are you talking about the stuff online?" Zhong Xiaoyu also asked.
Lin Chengyu nodded, "What else could it be? If Bo Qin steps in, it shows that Jian Dan holds so weight in his heart. And judging by her deanor, she seems to be waiting for soone. Do we really need to go over?"
What Lin Chengyu truly thought was that he needed to lessen contact with her. Otherwise, so things might get out of control, such as his feelings for her. He knew it was wrong, yet he felt compelled to act against his better judgnt. Winning Jian Dan over could allow him to get what he desired.
But he disdained the thought of using Jian Dan, and until he found a balanced approach, he didn’t want to be too close to her.
He harbored no good intentions.
Zhou Yan didn’t detect Lin Chengyu’s thoughts, and Han Jin thought Lin Chengyu was overthinking it. After all, it was just a greeting, not sothing to be exaggerated.
Zhou Yan chuckled, stepping forward and raising his hand to greet her, only to see Jian Dan smiling at soone in the distance and then running towards them with long strides. They followed her gaze and saw a sick Bentley Continental parked by the curb, Jian Dan opening the car door and bending to get in.
The car passed by them, and through the window, they saw Jian Dan’s smiling face and the man’s hard, refined profile in the driver’s seat.
Zhou Yan blinked, looking at Lin Chengyu in shock, "Is that the person you were talking about?"
Lin Chengyu’s face showed no emotion, but his dark eyes seed to be brewing sothing as he nodded, "Yes, the Eldest Young Master of the Bo Family."
"What exactly is their relationship?"
Lin Chengyu shook his head, "I don’t know."
He indeed didn’t know. All he understood was that it was probably the care of a senior toward a younger family mber, since Jian Dan called him "Uncle Qin."
The relationship must be complicated.
But not in an inappropriate way.
...
After getting into the car, Jian Dan carefully buckled her seatbelt, not daring to let her eyes wander. Seeing her like this, Bo Qin felt both amused and a tinge of sorrow. When Jian Dan had co to the capital previously, she was quite attached to him, sharing everything and even whimsically wanting to sleep in the sa room. But it wasn’t appropriate, and he refused. Later, with work piling up, he’d been so busy he’d had no ti to spend with the young girl, to interact and connect.
The less ti they spent together, the less companionship they had, the higher a wall built up between them, and now no matter how hard he tried, he felt unable to tear down that wall. The young girl had beco wary of him and no longer told him everything.
Today’s discussion wouldn’t have happened if he hadn’t pressed her.
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