Once outside, their hands were still tightly connected, an unconscious gesture that felt just like when they were in the orphanage as kids.
Yuan Yung didn’t think much of it, but Huo Junting felt all uncomfortable and gently shook off her hand, laughing, "You’re really not in a hurry. Wouldn’t getting it done sooner have solved it sooner?"
"...Didn’t that staff mber already say it? The stamp’s broken today, don’t scare them." Yuan Yung intentionally spoke in an exaggerated mature tone.
Actually, how could he possibly scare anyone?
Just now, she noticed that the staff mber was staring at him, completely captivated. Handso guys naturally get attention everywhere.
"Ha." Huo Junting chuckled, "Let’s go. I’ll take you to eat. What would you like?"
Yuan Yung teased, "Are we having this early divorce al?"
"Co on." Huo Junting lightly patted her shoulder, "Didn’t you call big brother? Why take every word so seriously? You can always co to if you want to eat sothing good in the future."
Yuan Yung glanced at him, "Who’s taking it seriously here? I was just joking!"
Huo Junting quickly realized, the girl’s face before him overlapping with that of the chubby little girl from back then, "Little rascal."
At the orphanage, when she acted spoiled with him, that’s what he would call her—
"Little rascal, little girl, chubby, clumsy, etc."
There were too many, and she could barely rember them.
Back then, Huo Junting was famous for giving nicknas.
...
In the end, they went to a small, charming restaurant, its decor chic and filled with an artsy vibe.
Mostly young couples were dining inside, and the mont Huo Junting and Yuan Yung walked in, they beca the focus of many; beautiful things always draw attention.
Yuan Yung glanced sideways at the man and noticed he seed a bit uncomfortable, especially when several young girls exclaid, "He’s so handso, is he so kind of movie star?" His brow furrowed even tighter, giving off a chilling look.
"If you’re not comfortable, should we go sowhere else?" Yuan Yung asked with a smile.
"No need." Huo Junting waved his hand, speaking with an air of authority, "Here is good."
The waiter led them to a spot by the window, relatively quiet. As Yuan Yung looked over the nu, she naturally said, "In the future, you can bring your girlfriend here for a date. Let tell you, the rice cakes here are amazing, super glutinous; girls love them."
"Girlfriend?" Huo Junting sipped his barley tea, "You’re thinking way ahead for . Not even divorced yet and already looking for a girlfriend."
"..." Yuan Yung paused with the nu, lifting her gaze to the man, "It’s not that far-fetched. I think that Secretary Xu could totally take advantage of the situation."
Huo Junting didn’t react imdiately, "What does this have to do with Secretary Xu?"
Yuan Yung called the waiter and ordered what she often ate before, saying, "Brother, can’t you tell Secretary Xu likes you?"
Actually, when she thinks about it, it wouldn’t be bad; before they get divorced, him having soone would ease her mind too.
That Secretary Xu is much more reliable than Lin Zheng—
"Haha, you an Xu Jingya?" Huo Junting laughed inexplicably, "She and I... She’s my junior. If I had feelings for her, we’d have been together long ago, why wait until now?"
"..." Yuan Yung thought, you may not feel anything for her, but she certainly does for you!
In the next second, she confidently declared, "She likes you."
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