Mrs. Bao frowned: "Some things are better left unsaid."
"Mom, are you saying that you’re not unhappy?" Bao Jingyuan asked, giggling.
Mrs. Bao felt utterly helpless.
She said to Xia Minglan: "Jingyuan is thoughtless! But it’s true that Ruanruan doesn’t get along with her; that child Ruanruan... is a bit too sensitive."
Xia Minglan was just about to offer some words of comfort.
Bao Ziqi pushed his chair away.
His face turned sour, and he immediately left the table.
Mrs. Bao was stunned.
Xia Minglan felt somewhat embarrassed.
Bao Ziqi sat on a bench in the courtyard, looking up at the bright moon in the sky.
Bao Mingyuan came over and sat beside him,
offering a cigarette.
Bao Ziqi shook his head.
"What? You regret it?" Bao Mingyuan patted his son’s shoulder and sat down.
Bao Ziqi turned his head.
For a moment, he really wanted to reveal the relationship between Bao Jingyan and Su Ruanruan, but the words choked back down as they reached his lips.
He looked down upon himself.
Bao Jingyan was right; he was a coward!
Bao Mingyuan patted his son’s shoulder: "Ziqi, there’s no turning back once the arrow is shot from the bow!"
After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the main house.
Bao Ziqi sat in silence.
He thought, he should learn to make some choices.
His emotions for Su Ruanruan had tormented him, making him anxious and unlike himself!
Perhaps he should accept Xia Minglan.
After all, she was not so bad.
Being with her would make his family happy, wouldn’t it?
Bao Ziqi became proactive.
He arranged to have coffee and see a movie with Xia Minglan, and they seemed to get along quite well.
Mrs. Bao then said to her husband: "Ziqi has come around. Now, isn’t everyone happy?"
He didn’t say anything but simply pulled out a cigarette and lay down on the lounge chair.
Squinting as he smoked.
So why did he feel so uneasy again...
A tall figure stood beside, a slender one beside it.
Zhou Zizhuo offered a bunch of daisies.
He bowed deeply: "Teacher, I’ve come to see you."
In the photograph, Su Peiming’s gaze was gentle and kind.
Zhou Zizhuo was filled with deep regret.
If he had taken Ruanruan with him when the teacher passed away, she wouldn’t have suffered so much.
He said softly: "Teacher, rest assured, I will take good care of my little junior sister."
Su Ruanruan stepped forward, gently touching Su Peiming’s photograph, murmuring softly: "Dad, I still can’t get into Tongsheng, but I believe it won’t be long."
Zhou Zizhuo helped her up, and they left the cemetery together.
Outside, Bao Jingyan leaned against a Rolls-Royce Phantom.
On the ground lay a few cigarette butts.
Seeing them hand in hand, Bao Jingyan narrowed his eyes.
He stepped forward, "You done?"
Su Ruanruan hummed an acknowledgment and then asked Zhou Zizhuo: "Senior brother, where are you staying?"
"I’ve booked a hotel." Bao Jingyan held her shoulder, guiding her into the passenger seat.
Su Ruanruan was quite speechless.
Taking advantage of buckling the seatbelt, Bao Jingyan whispered: "Isn’t it normal for a girlfriend to sit in the passenger seat?"
Su Ruanruan sighed resignedly, giving Zhou Zizhuo an apologetic smile from the back.
Zhou Zizhuo waved his hand, indicating he didn’t mind.
Ruanruan’s boyfriend, possessive as he was.
Bao Jingyan first dropped Zhou Zizhuo off at the hotel villa, then drove back to his own place.
As the car rolled into the villa’s underground garage and stopped, he unfastened his seatbelt with a click.
He clasped her head, kissing her urgently.
Initially, Su Ruanruan made a couple of faint protests, but then passively wrapped her arms around his head.
Dazedly reciprocating his kiss...
She trembled uncontrollably, whimpering softly: "Don’t... not here..."
Yet her soft, tender lips were kissed again.
Bao Jingyan had never been so urgent before.
His breath, hot with emotion, as he panted: "Absence makes the heart grow fonder, hasn’t Miss Su heard?"
"I haven’t heard it!" Su Ruanruan’s voice trembled with weakness.
In her helpless tenderness.
This time Bao Jingyan sought not only his own pleasure but her happiness too...