It was quite normal for a rich scion to impulsively splurge a few million. But if he was already engaged, Gu Anxi surely had no chance of marrying into a wealthy family, let alone getting entangled with Siyuan again.
In just one minute, Qin Han’s thoughts whirled, and he made a decision.
As a seasoned businessman, his words and actions were tactfully impeccable. "Since Anxi needs to work, she should prioritize her job. This must be Professor Bo. He seems respectable and outstanding; learning from him can do Anxi no harm. As for the meal... having it another day isn’t too late. Ke Ru, what do you say?"
Wang Keru had arrived full of expectation, but now her heart cooled considerably, a taste of disappointment she couldn’t quite describe settling in.
So, it was just the fleeting fancy of a powerful, wealthy man trying to woo a girl—a complete farce, considering what had happened yesterday and today.
With a cold heart, Wang Keru no longer had the inclination to express any motherly love. She hurried to leave with Qin Han. Once they were in the car, Qin Han casually asked about Bo Xichen.
Wang Keru didn’t understand why she had concealed what the nurse said... Honestly, the Qin family’s constant flip-flopping had left her disheartened. Anxi was a disappointment, true, but had Qin Han ever respected her?
Forgetting Qin Han was there, Wang Keru skillfully took out a cigarette and was about to smoke when Qin Han frowned. "Why would a woman smoke?"
Only then did she put her cigarette away. Qin Han, clutching the steering wheel, mused, "Don’t blame me for being ruthless. Without ruthlessness, how could I establish myself in Qingcheng? Without it, I would have been trampled underfoot long ago. Now that things between Siyuan and Wanqing are settled, they’re family, so you shouldn’t give her the cold shoulder anymore. There are some things you should teach her. Granted, her background isn’t good, and some of her ways are unrefined, but her pursuing the arts could actually benefit our family... Don’t be upset anymore. If Anxi had this talent, I would support her just the same. Alright..."
He reached out and tipped up his wife’s chin. "Don’t be upset. Start preparing; we’re all moving to Beicheng next month. Isn’t Beicheng where you’ve always wanted to go? When the time comes, I’ll buy a painting by Luo Lin for you."
Wang Keru turned her head away. "Qin Han, how many other little flirts have you sweet-talked ?"
Qin Han just laughed, his smile both elegant and devilishly charming. "How could they ever compare to you?"
Despite such words, that night Qin Han went out for a social engagement after dinner and returned in the wee hours, reeking of perfume...
In the experiment building, after everyone had left, Gu Anxi silently stared at the water in her hand, looking rather dejected.
Feng Mian coughed lightly. "I’ll go mop the floor."
Just as he was about to leave, a somewhat cautious voice sounded at the entrance. "Is Gu Anxi here?"
Gu Anxi looked up to see an unfamiliar young man standing at the door. She walked over and asked, "Are you looking for me?"
The yellow-haired young man waved his hand excitedly. "Yeah, it’s me!"
Gu Anxi still didn’t remember him. Rubbing his newly cropped hair, the yellow-haired young man chuckled. "I’m the one they call Yellow Hair!"
He then did a roll on the ground. "My master told me to roll, so I roll..." After getting up, he carefully looked at the small cake he was carrying, worried it might have gotten crushed.
It finally dawned on Gu Anxi. "Oh, it’s you!" she exclaimed.
Scratching his head, Yellow Hair seemed bashful. "I saw you at Zhenyuan last night, but you left. I bought this small cake and was going to just forget about it, but I don’t eat sweets. After thinking it over, I decided to come and give it to you."