Huo Chengdong looked at Qin Hanyue chatting with Principal Zhang and the others in the distance, gulped, and his brain buzzed.
"...Sister Ying? He, you, do you know each other?"
It seemed to be more than just knowing each other simply,
The behavior of Qin Hanyue actively touching just now, and the look in his eyes when looking at Qiao Ying, and the tone of speaking to Qiao Ying...
It couldn't be, could it?!!!
Qiao Ying: "Still quite familiar."
Huo Chengdong almost kneeled. He couldn't speak for half a day. He had just barely digested Cheng Jinyan, and Older Ming as well. Now there was another Qin Hanyue. Huo Chengdong was somewhat unable to accept it.
"Sister Ying, how did you do it?"
Qiao Ying opened her mouth, and gave an answer that looked genuine: "Making friends. As long as there is a consensus in taste, that's fine."
Huo Chengdong: Making friends? With Qin Hanyue?!
And why did she sound so relaxed and casual?
"Sister Ying, aren't you from Yuncheng? You just came to the capital for over a month, how could you..." Huo Chengdong couldn't figure it out.
Was it really that Qin Hanyue had taken a liking to Qiao Ying?
As if right on cue, Qiao Ying said at this moment: "You just said he avoids women and fears assertive women. I feel there is a high probability of error."
Helping to restore Qin Hanyue’s reputation and image a bit,
It was effortless.
But it just happened to collide with what Huo Chengdong was thinking in his heart.
It made Huo Chengdong unable to stop himself from thinking in that direction.
Damnit, he had previously said what unfortunate woman could withstand Qin Hanyue, and said that women who only looked at Qin Hanyue’s appearance were blind and fearless of death. What else had he said?!
Huo Chengdong's mind was a bit messy.
Seeing Qin Hanyue coming over again, he said, "Um... Sister Ying, I'll go to the side to calm down. Just treat what I said about the bet as farting. Don't tell him, don't say anything no matter what."
Qin Hanyue still wanted to "chat" with Huo Chengdong, but Huo Chengdong slipped away.
Qin Yan: You ran fast enough.
Seeing that Qiao Ying, who loved good wine, didn’t have a single empty glass in front of her, Qin Hanyue knew that he had brought the right stuff.
Qin Hanyue: "I brought you wine, would you like to try it?"
Qiao Ying looked at the wine that Qin Yan had carefully taken out of the box, and slightly raised her eyebrows: A 47-year-old red wine from the Romanée-Conti vineyard, the year is good.
Qin Hanyue poured her a glass.
After Qiao Ying drank it, the wine was mellow and smooth, silky into the throat, the aroma filled the mouth, making people feel happy.
Qin Hanyue: "How is it?"
Qiao Ying: "Not bad, Mr. Qin is thoughtful."
Qin Yan: Such an expensive wine is only rated as not bad. Young Master is right. She is picky. It really doesn't seem easy to get Miss Qiao’s favor.
Qin Hanyue: "As long as Miss Qiao likes it, that’s good. I don't know much about wine. I’ll study more when I get back."
Qiao Ying's mouth corner slightly curled up, but she didn't say anything.
After her glass was empty, Qin Hanyue was about to pour her another glass, but Qiao Ying stopped him: "I drove here."
Qin Hanyue paused for a moment, then stopped the pouring action with a smile praising her: “Miss Qiao is indeed a law-abiding citizen."
Then he couldn’t send her home later. There would also be fewer opportunities to drive her in the future. And this wine...
Just feeling a little disappointed, he heard Qiao Ying say, "Mr. Qin doesn’t mind if I take this wine home to drink, does he?"
The clouds cleared and the sun came out.
Qin Hanyue replied, "This wine is for Miss Qiao."
While they were talking,
Xu Zhiyi came over.
"Classmate Qiao, Mr. Qin."
It was time to cut the cake. Xu Zhiyi came over to ask if they were going over. The question was directed at both of them, but his eyes were looking at Qiao Ying.
After Qiao Ying declined,
Xu Zhiyi left it at that and walked away before taking another look at Qin Hanyue.
The polite yet cold gaze of the man slammed straight into each other.
After a while, Xu Zhiyi brought over two pieces of cake.
Feeling that she had stayed there long enough with the guests’ attention on her, Qiao Ying was preparing to leave. The two bid farewell to Zhang Chengyong,
then walked out of the banquet hall.
Qin Yan drove the car over. But Qin Hanyue was in no hurry to leave.
He was thinking that he would say goodbye to Qiao Ying before leaving.
Soon, a top-tier sports car appeared in sight.
"Wow—"
"This car..."
The driver Qin Yan stuck his head out of the car window.
Apart from Young Master, no young man should lack interest towards such a cool and handsome sports car.
Just as Qin Yan was wondering whose car this was, and thinking it was too flashy, the car stopped in front of Qin Hanyue.
The window rolled down to reveal Qiao Ying's face.
Qin Yan stared: "Miss Qiao?"
Qin Hanyue: "Drive safely."
But Qiao Ying asked him, "Do you have time, Mr. Qin?"
Qin Hanyue's eyebrows slightly raised: "Yes I do."
Qiao Ying: "Let me take you for a spin. Want to come?"
A pleasant surprise. Qin Hanyue: "It would be my honor."
Seeing Qin Hanyue get into Qiao Ying’s passenger seat with a smile he couldn’t hide at the corners of his mouth, Qin Yan shook his head: Just look at that worthless appearance.
The top-tier sports car drove out of the Zhang family gate into the night.
Qin Yan enviously exclaimed: "Young Master is so lucky!"
As soon as Su Zhan returned home,
He went straight upstairs without going to check on his crying niece Su Lingwei. After asking the maid if old Madam had gone to bed, Su Zhan avoided the family. He pushed open the door to a wing room.
Uninhabited for many years, the room was cleaned spotless but lacked some vitality.
After Su Zhan gently closed the door, he turned on the light and took out a key. Then he went straight to the bedside cabinet in the bedroom, opened the drawer, and took out a photo from inside.
The photo was old and yellowed,
In the photo, a young couple smiled at the camera. Their smiles were happy and sweet.
The woman had a gentle and virtuous temperament, with shyness in her smile. She had the charm of a Jiangnan woman, but lacked some momentum and individuality. It was completely opposite to the aura of the girl he had seen at the birthday banquet just now. But this face was nearly eighty percent similar.
Su Zhan confirmed that he hadn't seen wrong. How could they look so alike?
After Su Qingyu removed her makeup, she sat cross-legged on the sofa in the room with a face mask on, eating snacks while watching TV series.
There was a knock on the door.
Su Qingyu: “Come in.”
Seeing her father walk in, Su Qingyu said, “Dad, why aren’t you asleep yet?”
Su Zhan sat next to her: “Dad wants to ask you something.”
Su Qingyu: “What is it?”
“Just now in the car, you told Dad that Lingwei got into a conflict with a girl at the birthday banquet. That girl is also your classmate.”
“Dad, I already said it was my sister looking for trouble with her. Grandpa Huo saw it and scolded her. Is my sister still crying?” Su Qingyu felt a little impatient.
“Dad knows. Dad wants to ask, isn't that girl the very beautiful and fair-skinned girl standing next to Huo Chengdong?”
Hearing her father praise Qiao Ying, Su Qingyu pouted.
“What's her name?”
“Qiao Ying.” Su Qingyu reluctantly replied.
“Qiao Ying.” Su Zhan murmured, her surname is Qiao.
“How old is she? Where is she from?”
“A freshman, so eighteen years old. As for where... I think it was Yuncheng, anyway she's from the countryside.” Su Qingyu thought about it.
Eighteen years old, from Yuncheng.
Su Zhan suppressed the thoughts in his heart, and said with a smile, “You can’t talk about others like that. There is no difference between high and low people. Going back a few generations, everyone came from the countryside. Since she is your classmate, you should get along better.”
“I just don't like country girls. It was a country girl who caused my big uncle to die like that, and made my grandma become like this.” Su Qingyu said, losing her appetite and throwing the snacks aside.
Su Zhan sighed softly, “For your uncle... things weren't what you think. You were still young back then. Forget it, anyway, don't mention your uncle in front of your grandma.”
“What about this classmate’s family? Have you heard her mention her parents or siblings?” Su Zhan cared more about this now.
