Chapter 956: 956: Want to Leave, But Can't

Bei Bei’s face twitched, and in the end, she placed the bag next to Lin Huan’s seat.

Everyone watched Le Yu rush in, and no one paid attention to Bei Bei anymore.

“Was there a ghost chasing you or something, running so fast?” Wang Yingying teased him.

Le Yu waved his hands,” I’m exhausted, just finished delivering the last package and rushed over here without even having time to drink a sip of water.”

After saying that, he picked up the small and delicate teapot and continued to pour tea for himself.

He drank it like a cow chomping peonies, taking big gulps without even appreciating the taste, probably didn’t even notice the subtlety of it.

It seemed he was really thirsty.

After several cups, Le Yu finally felt revived, smacking his lips as if he was finally tasting the flavor.

“Tastes good, huh?” asked someone nearby.

Le Yu nodded, “The flavor is sweet and fragrant, leaves a pleasant aftertaste.”

Huh? That voice sounded familiar. Le Yu turned his head—

Wen Yanqing smiled, “You’re using my teacup and drank the tea my wife poured for me.”

The last sip of tea Le Yu had almost choked him to death.

“Cough cough cough cough cough cough!!!”

Wait, the person next to him was Wen Yanqing?

Why was he sitting next to Wen Yanqing???

Mum, I’m unworthy!

Le Yu’s eyes filled with tears from the choking as he tried to get up and change seats.

Wen Yanqing placed his palm on Le Yu’s shoulder to keep him seated, “Mr. Le changed jobs? Not bad, enduring hardship, very good indeed.”

The thrice-repeated ‘not bad’ made Le Yu feel fuzzy inside, wanting to leave but unable to, he said shakily, “I—I’m sorry, Mr. Wen, I didn’t mean to drink your tea.”

“You seem very afraid of me?” Wen Yanqing asked in a puzzled tone, speaking softly so others wouldn’t hear, “Why? Do you still harbor wild thoughts about my wife?”

The deliberately lowered voice became a death sentence in Le Yu’s ears, his hair standing on end as he hurriedly explained, “No! Absolutely not! I have a girlfriend now!”

Le Yu’s voice was loud enough for Lin Gantang to hear and she turned to look at the door, “Where’s your girlfriend? Weren’t you supposed to bring family members?”

Wen Yanqing retracted his hand from Le Yu’s shoulder, still not understanding why Le Yu was acting like a mouse in front of a cat.

It seemed like only when he first saw Le Yu propositioning his Tangtang and learned that Le Yu had an interest in her, he slightly schemed to have Mr. Le send him away for “training.”

With his cup used by Le Yu, Wen Yanqing glanced at it before picking up Lin Gantang’s tea and taking a sip.

“My girlfriend is working overtime,” Le Yu responded to Lin Gantang’s question.

The Time Gallery was hosting an exhibition with many clients only able to visit in the evening, making it necessary for the staff to continue working.

Lin Gantang nodded, looking a bit disappointed, “I thought I’d get to meet her. You’ve kept her quite hidden.”

Talking to Lin Gantang, Le Yu wasn’t nervous; of course, it would have been even better if the person next to him wasn’t Wen Yanqing.

He turned his head to see that the only remaining spot had been taken by Bei Bei, and twisted back in anguish, secretly moving his rear end towards the edge of the chair, trying to distance himself a little, “It’s not that I’ve hidden her, she’s genuinely busy this time.”

Le Yu thought for a moment, his face beaming with delight, and happily announced, “Besides, you know her, my girlfriend is Che Qin.”

Lin Gantang’s eyes widened in surprise, “Che Qin?”

Le Yu was even more puzzled by her reaction, “Can’t it be her?”

“Didn’t she say she wanted to find someone… with better conditions?” Lin Gantang couldn’t openly say Che Qin wanted to marry a rich man in front of everyone, so she tactfully withheld her words and scrutinized Le Yu from top to bottom, “You don’t seem to meet her selection criteria.”

Le Yu: “???”

“Sister Tang, could there be some misunderstanding?” Le Yu asked, “Since when has my family’s conditions been inadequate?”

Hmm?

emmm…

Lin Gantang finally remembered that this guy was a second-generation rich kid.