"Hmm, is that a promise then?" Zhao Xiaoqing chuckled and said, "After you finish school tomorrow, co straight to Huacheng District, the pedestrian street."
Leng Xuan replied, "Okay! Then can I hang up now?"
"Bye-bye!" Zhao Xiaoqing hung up first.
"Brother Leng Xuan, who was that on the phone?" Su Yurou blinked her eyes, asking with curiosity.
"A friend," Leng Xuan replied with a wry smile.
With an "Oh," Su Yurou didn’t press the issue further. Blinking, she asked, "Brother Leng Xuan, why are you still using your old phone? Is the one I bought for you not good?"
Leng Xuan was montarily stunned, then chuckled, "No, the phone you bought for works great. It’s just that I’m used to this one, and I’ve grown attached to it. Can’t bear to throw it away just yet."
Su Yurou couldn’t help but laugh. Brother Leng Xuan was really sothing, even developing feelings for a phone?
When Su Yurou laughed, her eyes almost squinted into two crescent moons, and with sweet dimples appearing on her watery, radiant cheeks, she looked incredibly adorable. Leng Xuan was captivated for a mont.
Blushing, Su Yurou said, "Brother Leng Xuan, what are you staring at?"
Leng Xuan coughed, looked away, and sincerely smiled, "Yurou, you truly look beautiful when you smile."
"Really?" Su Yurou gently bit her lip and then asked softly, "Then... does Brother Leng Xuan like Yurou?"
"Hmm?" Leng Xuan paused, then burst into a smile, "Of course, Brother Leng Xuan likes Yurou."
Su Yurou’s heart skipped a beat without reason. Looking up at Leng Xuan, she saw his clear gaze looked like twin pools of clear water, his expression so natural, and she suddenly realized that Brother Leng Xuan’s ’like’ was rely just that—a like, similar to how she liked Brother Zhenggang, or her dad and mom.
"Hehe!" Su Yurou felt a twinge of disappointnt, her smile no longer as brilliant as before, but Leng Xuan didn’t notice these subtleties as his gaze had already turned to the BMW car that had been smashed out of shape.
"By the way, Yurou, what should we do with this car? Should we call soone from the insurance company to co take a look?" Leng Xuan said.
With an "Oh," Su Yurou replied, "I just spoke to Uncle Zhao on the phone, he said he’s fine now and getting an IV. Once he’s done with the IV, he can be discharged and will co to take care of it."
Nodding, Leng Xuan said, "That’s good, let’s head back to class."
"Yeah!" Su Yurou agreed, and the two of them walked shoulder to shoulder toward the school.
It was break ti now, and most of the classmates had gone out to play, but Ling Xuejiu and Li ngjie were sitting at their desks, watching a TV drama on a tablet.
"Xue Jiu, why hasn’t the Cold Bodyguard shown up at school yet? Do you think sothing happened?" Li ngjie was actually not in the mood to watch the drama. After she and Ling Xuejiu saw the ambulance take Uncle Zhao away at the hospital, they’d gone straight to school. Two class periods had passed since then, and there had been no sign of Leng Xuan, which made her quite worried.
Ling Xuejiu’s delicate eyebrows knitted slightly. Although her attitude towards Leng Xuan had improved over the past few days, the thought of Leng Xuan, her bodyguard, ddling in other people’s affairs and making her and Xiao Jie worry on his behalf, instantly sparked irritation. Her temper as a young lady ca bursting forth, and she said annoyedly, "It’d be best if he did get into trouble, hmph, serves him right for showing off."
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