Chapter 50: Chapter 50: Dinner Invitation Rejected Chapter 50: Chapter 50: Dinner Invitation Rejected Charm Shadow Car, Li Qiao leaned into the seat, a faint smell of tobacco mixed with the man’s lingering scent rushed to her nose.
As usual, he was sitting in the car with his legs crossed, looking at documents, his well-proportioned fingers hooked around a diamond pen, signing his name fluidly.
Li Qiao slumped against the leather seat, her elbow resting on the top of the chair back, her lips curling slowly, “Did Master Yan come especially for me?”
The driver in the front row quickly glanced at the rearview mirror, noting that this young lady seemed even bolder after a few days’ absence.
Her tone when speaking to their young master was as if they were old acquaintances.
She probably hadn’t seen the master’s hands bloodied, his temper wild and unbridled.
At that moment, Shang Yu stopped writing, placed the documents on the small table, and pinched the bridge of his nose, “Have you been fighting with others?”
His tone was like that of a parent asking routinely.
Li Qiao straightened up, crossed her legs, and shook her head calmly, “Of course not, I am an exemplary student with both good grades and conduct.”
At the sound, Shang Yu slowly glanced at her, the girl dressed in a layered collar knit short-sleeve and slim-fit blue jeans.
Her posture with crossed legs was not exactly elegant, but it also revealed an innate recklessness.
He pursed his lips, moved the small table away from him, and took out a bottle of mineral water from the car fridge for Li Qiao, “No defense today?”
The mineral water was cool to the touch, Li Qiao held it and her fingertips flinched, she nodded and said, “The school will reschedule the defense for me.”
“Mmm, if there’s anything you need, just tell your principal,” the man spoke with an air of nonchalance, which made Li Qiao chuckle, “This little matter shouldn’t require the principal to step in, right?”
Shang Yu looked at Li Qiao, then leaned back in his seat, his brows relaxing as he closed his eyes and said, “It’s not a bother.
Just a simple favor.”
Less than five minutes later, Li Qiao pushed the door open and got out of the car.
Her expression was plain, a hint of disappointment etched between her brows.
Because she had just asked Shang Yu to have lunch together, only to be unceremoniously rejected.
So… he hadn’t come especially for her?
Li Qiao stood outside the door, glanced at Shang Yu through the car window, waved to him, and then turned to leave.
The taste of unrequited affection was somewhat sour.
Just then, Liuyun, who was waiting outside the car, called after her.
Li Qiao paused, turned to look at him without a word, her expression particularly icy.
Liuyun looked at the expressionless face of Li Qiao, slightly confused, but still did his duty as a messenger, “Miss Li, the boss has arranged lunch for you at Crystal Garden.
You can head over now; the timing is just right.”
Li Qiao’s lips edged coldly as she looked at the broad back inside the car, asking casually, “Oh, when was it arranged?”
He didn’t want to have lunch with her?
“It was arranged on the way here,” Liuyun replied with a goofy smile, then helpfully added, “The boss now has to rush to Lin City for an economic forum meeting; he’s quite pressed for time and can’t delay any longer.”
The subtext being, the boss has important matters to attend to, hence he can’t accompany you for lunch.
Li Qiao understood, and the chill in her eyes and brows gradually melted away, “I see.
Well, please thank Master Yan for me.”
“Sure thing, Miss Li.”
As Liuyun greeted the bodyguards and got into the car, and as the convoy drove past her, Li Qiao caught sight of the half-lowered car window, her gaze meeting the man’s across the distance.
Her eyes curved, waving goodbye to him.
A breeze passed by, seemingly carrying a sweet scent of flowers in the air.
Soon, Li Qiao arrived at the parking lot and saw Tang Yiting and Wen Shi waiting for her not far away.