Upon saying this, Teacher Lin whispered, "I’m kind of glad I came, so I could meet you here."
Just as Rong Qingqing was trying to figure out what Teacher Lin meant, she heard him ask, "By the way, how’s your health? I heard from Qiaoqiao that you were in a car accident. I’ve been worried about you."
"Don’t worry, I’ve been well for a while. I told you on WeChat but you didn’t quite believe it. Now that you’ve seen me, you believe it, right?" Rong Qingqing waved her arm at Teacher Lin. "Look at me, I’m so strong and powerful."
Those four words, "strong and powerful," really made Teacher Lin laugh.
A shy young man, when he laughs, it’s not like Lin Bufan who laughs out loud with an open mouth.
He’s someone who laughs with his eyes, looking at you with a smile in his gaze, lips curving gently, the sound of his laughter light, like the warm spring sun, soft and gentle.
"Then we’ll proceed with our plan as agreed," Teacher Lin said. "We’ll meet at the library this weekend."
"Sure." Rong Qingqing nodded. She didn’t have to work at Yun Shang this weekend, so she was free.
Just as Teacher Lin was about to say something else, a servant ran over from a few steps away, "Young Master Cousin, finally found you! My master has been looking for you everywhere. He said he heard you arrived but you haven’t come to find him." Fresh chapters posted on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝕟𝕖𝕥
Upon hearing this, Rong Qingqing quickly instructed Teacher Lin, "Don’t tell Zhao Junxi I’m here. I’m annoyed with him right now."
Teacher Lin paused, but before he could ask why, the servant had pulled him away.
Actually, there was no particular reason.
It’s because the things she could flaunt were thrown away by Shen Jue, so Zhao Junxi kept calling her stingy, and she couldn’t fight back for now.
So, she was quite annoyed.
After Teacher Lin left, Rong Qingqing sat by herself and finished a plate of fruit. She was just thinking of getting up to find Shen Jue to play on her phone when a servant came over.
"Miss Qingqing, our master would like to see you," the servant said. "He asked me to bring you over."
"Zhao Junxi, huh?" Rong Qingqing pouted. It was surely Teacher Lin who mentioned her in front of Zhao Junxi.
"Yes, master is waiting for you in the front wine cellar," the servant said. "From the master’s words, it seems like he’s asking you to pick out a fine wine, planning to gift it to you."
"Oh, Zhao Junxi the eternal stingy is turning generous?" Rong Qingqing was originally planning not to go, but upon hearing that the stingy one was ready to spend...
This couldn’t be missed, could it?
If the stingy one was willing to spend, how could she not go and pick the most expensive item herself?
Rong Qingqing happily got up, swinging her hands, and followed the servant enthusiastically.
In the Zhao Family’s front hall.
A servant hurriedly stepped beside President Zhao and said, "Sir, there’s someone at the door claiming to be the President of Jixing wishing to see you."
"Who? President of Jixing?" President Zhao turned to ask his wife, "Do you know this person?"
Mrs. Zhao shook her head, "No impression, but since he’s here at the door, let the butler invite him in."
President Zhao nodded, and only then did the servant leave.
After over a minute, the butler brought Rong Kuo in.
Rong Kuo came bearing gifts. As someone who arrived late, uninvited, forty minutes after the party started, Rong Kuo’s entrance truly drew everyone’s attention.
Even after Rong Kuo came in, neither President Zhao nor Mrs. Zhao recognized him.
"A young lad," Mrs. Zhao said, "looks a few years older than our Junxi."
Rong Kuo had heard about tonight’s party at the last minute, so by the time he was ready to come, he was already late.