The scar was proof that Bai Hongguang once loved her, yet now it seemed rather ironic.
"I know you don’t like your Aunt Gu and Qianyu, but you have to think about Qiantong. I know you and Qiantong have a good relationship, you wouldn’t have the heart to leave Qiantong with nothing, right?"
Bai Hongguang’s words made the flutter in Bai Yiran’s heart disappear completely. Indeed, in Bai Hongguang’s heart, what he cared most about was his son, Bai Qiantong.
"Okay, I promise you." Bai Yiran eventually agreed, even if it was to repay Bai Hongguang for taking that vicious dog bite for her back then.
In the restaurant, Bai Yiran was out of it the entire evening. Today, Sister Liu had specially made sweet and sour pork, which Bai Yiran usually would have devoured, but today she only ate a few pieces and stopped.
Leng Yichen noticed but said nothing. He knew Bai Yiran had something on her mind and waited for her to tell him willingly.
Until Bai Yiran finished her bath, she still hadn’t figured out how to tell Leng Yichen about it. She knew Leng Yichen always clearly distinguished personal matters from business, and even though he often bent the rules for her, this issue wasn’t trivial, and she wasn’t sure how Leng Yichen would react.
In the study, Leng Yichen was still working on his computer. With end-of-year matters piling up, he was catching up on work he had delayed while taking a few days off to please his grandmother.
When Bai Yiran came in and saw Leng Yichen working with a frown, she hesitated even more to bring it up. He’s already busy enough; should she really trouble him with this?
But...
Noticing Bai Yiran lingering at the study door, Leng Yichen put down his work and looked up at her. Bai Yiran had just showered, carrying a pleasant scent, and her hair was still damp. Her eyes blinked at him, full of hesitation yet adorably so.
"Why aren’t you asleep yet? I’ll be working late tonight, don’t wait up for me, go to bed first." Leng Yichen’s voice was gentle, making it particularly pleasing in the soft night.
"I..." Bai Yiran murmured, "I have something to ask of you."
"Oh?" Leng Yichen raised his eyebrows, staring at Bai Yiran for a moment, then paused his work and walked toward her, "What is it?"
"I..."
Bai Yiran bit her lip, finally deciding to tell Leng Yichen.
Leng Yichen’s voice was husky, his eyes filled with allure, "If you want to ask me to do something, you’ll have to give me a little benefit first."
So, before Bai Yiran could say anything, Leng Yichen’s work was temporarily set aside, and they seemed to have something more important to attend to!
Bai Yiran leaned in Leng Yichen’s embrace, with Leng Yichen holding her arm, gently rubbing the scar on her arm with his thumb.
Bai Yiran looked at the scar on her arm, thinking about its origin, and felt a surge of disgust.
Leng Yichen raised Bai Yiran’s arm, kissing the spot with the scar, "Don’t worry, it won’t leave a scar."
"Hmm, I hope so." In fact, Bai Yiran didn’t care if it left a scar or not; what she abhorred was the origin of the scar itself.
"You just said you had something to ask of me, tell me now." Leng Yichen sat up, pulling Bai Yiran with him, holding her in his arms, quietly listening to her.
"Here’s the thing." Bai Yiran bit her lip, organizing her thoughts, "Today my dad... Bai Hongguang came to see me and gave me twenty percent of the Bai Family’s shares. I am now the third largest shareholder of the Bai Family."