Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Han Qiqing was stunned because she hadnât told her parents that she was going on a trip to Nanxiang Old Town. She was going to call and tell her mother after school ended so that her mother wouldnât ask if she was skipping classes.
Her eyes rolled around as she tried to come up with a lie, but upon seeing those cold eyes of his, she knew that she wouldnât be able to fool him.
Her hands holding the shoulder straps, she owned up and said, âIâm going with Xiaoxiao to Nanxiang Old Town. Thereâs a Water Lantern Festival being held there, right? You know Xiaoxiao has been in America for the past four years. She wanted to take a trip there. So today, weâreâ¦â
She didnât dare to say that they were skipping classes as she felt the sharpness in his gaze.
However, even without her saying, he already understood her.
Han Qiqing put on a pitiful act, with her palms together, she pleaded with him, saying, âBrother, please donât tell Pa and Ma, okay? Itâs only for today. Weâre only skipping classes for one day. Itâs not a big deal. Itâs not like I wonât be able to catch up with the course, right?â
He slowly finished his coffee and stood up. Staring at her with cold eyes, he said, âIâll send you there.â
Han Qiqing stared blankly for a moment, and she suddenly realized what he was saying. Was he approving her skipping classes?
She wanted to cheer and scream, but upon considering that she shouldnât get too carried away she swallowed her excitement.
Of course, she didnât refuse his offer to send her although she seemed to have not received such treatment from him before.
But then again, Songâs residence and his office seemed to be on a similar route.
Han Qiqing looked at the coffee on the table and said, âYouâre only having coffee? Arenât you going to have breakfast?â
âNo time,â he said tepidly. Then he took the blazer from the helper, put it on, and went out.
Han Qiqing followed behind him, and said earnestly, âHow can you not eat anything for breakfast? And itâs not good to have coffee with an empty stomach, right?â
âItâs fine.â
Of course, Han Qiqing knew that she couldnât persuade him, but she still had to get it off her chest.
âIf thereâs still time, you should still have a little breakfast. Otherwise, itâll really be bad for your body in the long run.â
âYeah.â
Han Qiqing followed behind him as they went out.
Outside the gate, the familyâs car was already waiting for them.
Watching the two come out together, the chauffeur broke out in an odd expression which he quickly hid away.
The chauffeur pulled open the door for her.
Han Qiqing was busy talking and forgot to lower her head and she almost hit her head against the door. Fortunately, a palm appeared in time to protect her forehead from the bump.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The chauffeur was shocked and bent at his waist to apologize, âSorry. Miss, Iâm sorry. Young master, Iâm sorry.â
âItâs okay. Itâs no big deal.â Han Qiqing thought that it was her fault, but when she glanced at her brother his expression seemed cold.
She quickly said to him, âIâm fine, really. Donât blame him.â
âGet in,â he uttered, but his hand was still on the door.
Han Qiqing nodded and got in the car.
The chauffeur was still apologizing, âIâm sorry Young Master. Iâll be more careful next time.â
Actually, this was not a mistake that he should be making.
Just being glared at by the young master felt like it had frozen his heart.
Han Qiqing was worried that he would rebuke the chauffeur, so she poked out her little head and said, âBrother, get in. Arenât you rushing to the office?â