Ziqi remained somewhat dazed even as Su Ruanruan sat down across from him.
The waiter came over.
"A latte, please," Su Ruanruan said in a low voice.
The waiter took the order and couldn’t help but take an extra look before leaving.
This pair, strikingly beautiful.
After the waiter left, Su Ruanruan softly asked, "Did you want to see me for something?"
Bao Ziqi was clearly distracted.
Su Ruanruan had no choice but to say, "Thank you for what happened last night."
Bao Ziqi snapped back to reality, his voice hoarse after a long while: "The last time we sat together for coffee, it was because of Jingyuan! Just two short months, and so much has changed."
Su Ruanruan gave a faint smile: "Is that so? I feel it’s still like before."
Bao Ziqi’s expression soured.
But he didn’t want to argue with her today; he was very willing to have a coffee with her in a peaceful state.
So, he spoke up: "Aren’t you curious what Su Qionglin said?"
"Curious, indeed," Su Ruanruan’s attitude was good too, "Are you willing to tell me?"
Bao Ziqi shook his head: "It’s all uninteresting stuff."
Su Ruanruan didn’t believe it.
Something that would make Bao Ziqi specifically look for her couldn’t be trivial.
But she had always been good at keeping her composure, so she didn’t ask further.
Just then, the waiter brought the coffee over, and Bao Ziqi disapprovingly said, "Girls shouldn’t drink this."
"Once in a while," Su Ruanruan wouldn’t listen to him, and took a small sip.
It was a bit bitter, and she frowned slightly.
Bao Ziqi watched her.
Her frame was truly delicate and fragile; if he hadn’t seen with his own eyes the various methods she employed, how could he have known she had such capability!
But no matter how talented or formidable she was, at the end of the day, she was still just an 18-year-old girl.
Last night, when he found out she wasn’t the Su Family’s biological daughter, Bao Ziqi felt an additional pang of pity for her.
He knew it wasn’t right, she already belonged to Bao Jingyan.
But if emotions could be controlled, they wouldn’t be emotions.
Bao Ziqi felt a rush of impulse.
He caught her small hand that was holding the cup.
Just like her personality.
She lowered her eyes, softly saying, "Bao Ziqi, what are you doing?"
She withdrew her hand.
Bao Ziqi looked at his empty palm, somewhat despondent.
He murmured to her, "Before the new year, I’m planning to return to Britain."
"Congratulations," Su Ruanruan sipped her coffee to mask her feelings, "Your career is mainly there, that’s good."
"Is that so?" Bao Ziqi suddenly had a cold tone: "But I don’t want to go back!"
Su Ruanruan wouldn’t pick up on such words.
She gently put down her cup, "If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going."
"You just wanted to ask what Su Qionglin said, right?" Bao Ziqi murmured: "You never wanted to see me!"
Before Su Ruanruan could react, he abruptly seized her hand again.
This time, unlike before, it was forceful and dominant.
Su Ruanruan’s wrist hurt.
She pulled away with effort, restraining her emotions: "Bao Ziqi, you’re insane."
"Yes! I’m insane!" Bao Ziqi roared: "How could you not know why I’m , Su Ruanruan?"
He was emotional, yet Su Ruanruan still remained calm.
She stepped back and smiled, "Bao Ziqi, I don’t want to know."
She pulled a fifty from her wallet and placed it on the table.
Bao Ziqi was furious: "Fifty isn’t enough for two cups of coffee."
"I’m only paying for mine." She blinked.
Bao Ziqi’s expression turned uglier.
She... She didn’t even want to pay for his coffee!
She walked towards the door, and he followed reluctantly, hissing in her ear, "Have you decided to be with him?"
He even awkwardly expressed, "These days, dating a few times doesn’t count for much!"