"Ah, let’s eat, let’s eat, we’re all hungry." Jack’s face wore an awkward smile.
Aiden echoed the sentiment, "Yes, let’s eat quickly. I’ve always heard Chinese food is delicious. Today, I must have a good taste."
Zhan Qiyi also timely put away his sense of loss, smiled faintly, and began to call for the dishes to be served. Just then, Lin Mubai intervened: "Mr. Zhan, if you don’t mind, please move with your friends to the adjoining private room. I will host tonight, as a welcome for the friends An Nan has brought from afar." When Lin Mubai spoke, it was in a solid and fluent English.
His every move exuded an unspoken elegance, further enhancing his enticing appearance, making it hard for people to take their eyes off him.
Yet his tone, filled with the air of a host, once again cast a layer of awkwardness over the atmosphere, though it was hard to dislike him. This was the charm of Lin Mubai, or perhaps the charm of an excellent man.
After saying this, his gaze quietly fell on An Nan, seeming to await an answer, or it could be said he was waiting for An Nan to give him a clear stance.
He could allow this woman to hesitate about him, because he hadn’t done his best, hadn’t let her rely on him completely without reservation. That was his fault. However, he wouldn’t allow her to hesitate about other men, to give other men hope. Yet, An Nan’s immediate reaction did not disappoint him; in fact, it delighted him a bit inside. The rıghtful source is novel(ꜰ)ire.net
An Nan raised her determined eyes and first met Lin Mubai’s gaze full of expectation, then casually shifted to the equally expectant face of Zhan Qiyi. In the end, her words, a decision, extinguished the burning heart on the other side: "Let’s go to the room next door and have a meal together."
Once she spoke, she silently shifted her gaze away, unwilling to see the disappointment in the other party’s eyes.
She never wanted to hurt Zhan Qiyi, but her character was such that she was never indecisive. Her steadfast belief was that if there would be no result, do not give the other party hope. So she would rather cut off his last thread of thought now than have him continuously harbor futile hopes for her.
Having made her decision, An Nan stood quietly waiting for the other’s response. During this time, she hadn’t lifted her head, and hence did not see the disappointment in the man’s eyes opposite her. However, Zhan Qiyi, being who he was, would never lose his composure in any situation, not even when rejected by the woman he adored in front of everyone.
With a habitual curve of his smile, he softly said to Lin Mubai, "Then tonight, let Mr. Lin foot the bill."
"It’s nothing, let’s go."
With that, he slightly turned his head, his gaze falling on the always silent Little Jia You, his voice gentle, "Hungry? I’ve ordered the dishes you like for tonight. Let’s go over and eat."
An Jiayou nodded silently, full of sighs inside his heart. He didn’t understand adult matters, so he could only remain silent. At the same time, his clever mind had seen through An Nan’s innermost thoughts.
For An Nan to lose such an excellent suitor as Zhan Qiyi, he deeply felt it was a pity, but he also knew that matters of the heart could never be forced.