The little rose is so sweet and alluring, even the aloof CEO can't resist!

A sense of unease crept into her heart, and the thought even crossed her mind: "Could he already know?"

But it was immediately rejected.

If he really finds out, he'll probably ask her about it.

Perhaps it's just a coincidence.

Hoping for the best, she replied again: "Oh, I heard that restaurant is good. Are you treating your clients to dinner?"

Yan Zhixu: [Yes, just as you left Bosch at noon, a guest came in; it was that guest.]

Yan Zhixu: [Chen Xing of the AIIB.]

Liang Liangwei's heart skipped a beat. Could it be such a coincidence?

Uncle Chen greeted her at Zhihe Restaurant that evening.

So it turns out he was going to keep an appointment with Yan Zhixu.

So, at dinner, she and Yan Beian ate in the main hall, while Yan Zhixu ate with Uncle Chen in a private room.

"..."

Looking at the message Yan Zhixu sent, she was filled with mixed emotions.

But she had already told him that she was working overtime that night, and there was no way to change her story now. Besides, his words didn't imply that he knew she was eating there too, so she decided to pretend she didn't know.

Liang Liangwei: [Oh]

After she finished speaking, she found that they had fallen into an eerie silence.

Although typing itself is silent, she could still sense the silence.

After a while, Yan Zhixu replied: 【Get some rest, goodnight.】

Liang Liangwei: [Good night.]

Yan Zhixu put down her phone, looked up at the lights again, and after a long while spoke: "Let's go back."

Xu Chaofeng also sensed the oppressive atmosphere inside the car, but didn't dare to ask any more questions and drove away directly.

~

The next morning at 9 a.m., halfway through class, Fang Xun, feeling bored, picked up his phone to play games when he suddenly received a WeChat message from Yan Bei'an: "I'm at the school gate. Come out for a moment after class."

Fang Xun opened his eyes wide, checked the time again, and confirmed that it was indeed 9 o'clock.

But why would Yan Bei'an come to school at this time? Doesn't he usually sleep in until almost noon?

Sensing something was amiss, he raised his hand and touched his smooth forehead, but did not respond immediately.

Five minutes before the bell rang, he sneaked out of the classroom from the back while the teacher wasn't looking, ran all the way back to his dormitory, rummaged through his drawer and found a roll of gauze, which he hurriedly stuck to his forehead.

Seeing in the mirror that it was almost done, I felt relieved and walked out of the dormitory toward the school gate.

Upon seeing Yan Bei'an's car, he quickly walked over and knocked on the passenger window.

The car window rolled down, and he saw Yan Beian's handsome face.

Yan Bei'an unlocked the car door: "Get in."

Fang Xun got into the car, calming his breathing after the journey, and asked with a smile, "Why did you suddenly come here?"

Yan Bei'an's gaze fell on his forehead, staring at the clean gauze for a while before saying, "Oh, I just wanted to check on your wound. Is it feeling better?"

Fang Xun subconsciously raised his hand to touch the gauze, and said uncomfortably under his gaze, "It's much better. I've been applying medicine. Don't worry, you even came all the way here. You could have just asked on WeChat."

Yan Bei'an: "I'll only feel at ease if I see it with my own eyes."

He paused, then asked, "Can I see how the wound under the gauze is healing?"

Fang Xun immediately pressed down on the gauze with his hand, his eyes flickering guiltily, and said, "The doctor said that removing the gauze could easily lead to infection. I found some pus when I changed the dressing this morning, so let's not go see a doctor."

Yan Bei'an looked at his face and didn't insist: "Alright."

Fang Xun breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Beian tapped the steering wheel a few times, then suddenly asked, "Which hospital in Tianjin treated your wound?"

Fang Xunxin asked again, "Why...why are you asking this?"

Yan Bei'an: "Just asking."

Fang Xun: "The Third People's Hospital is close to my home, so I chose this one."

Yan Bei'an: "Oh."

Fang Xun couldn't help but ask, "What...is wrong with you?"

Yan Beian smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just have to go on a business trip for two days, so I won't be able to take you out to play for the next two days. I just came to let you know."

Is that all? That scared him to death...

Fang Xun laughed too: "Business trip? Where to? Can you take this opportunity to travel?"

Yan Beian: "I'm only in Fujian Province for two days. It's mainly for work, so I don't have time to play. I'll come back as soon as I'm done and contact you again when I get back."

Fang Xun: "Okay, go ahead. Don't overwork yourself, and remember to get some rest."

Yan Bei'an: "Mm."

Fang Xun: "When are we going?"

Yan Bei'an: "This afternoon."

Fang Xun rolled his eyes: "Then... shall we have lunch together?"

Yan Beian shook his head: "I'm afraid that won't work. I have to go home first."

Then what are you doing here?

Fang Xun was a little speechless. He unbuckled the seatbelt he had just habitually fastened and said, "Then I'll go back to school first."

Yan Bei'an: "Okay, I'll contact you later."

Fang Xun glanced at him, then suddenly leaned over, preparing to kiss him on the cheek.

Yan Bei'an was taken aback and instinctively dodged to the side.

Fang Xun was also stunned, his body stiffening: "Wh...what's wrong?"

Yan Bei'an coughed lightly and said, "I... just opened the window, and my face is dirty from the sand and dust along the way. I was afraid of getting you dirty."

Fang Xun forced a smile: "Oh, I see..."

Yan Bei'an tightened his grip on the steering wheel, then said casually, "Let's go back."

Fang Xun nodded, opened the car door, got out, and waved goodbye to him from outside.

On the way back, a handsome face fell.

Inside the car, Yan Bei'an watched his departing figure with a complex expression.

Only after he could no longer see the person did he take out his phone and dial a number.

"Old Yuan, it's been a long time."

"Nothing much, I just suddenly felt like going to Tianjin for fun. I'd like to have dinner with you tonight."

"I need your help with something. Isn't your father the director of the Third People's Hospital of Tianjin? Could you help me check..."

After making the call, he put down his phone and drove away.

Halfway there, his phone rang again. He glanced at the car's Bluetooth and saw that it was his uncle calling.

He pressed the call button: "Uncle?"

Yan Zhixu's cold, deep voice came through the Bluetooth: "Are you up?"

Yan Bei'an: "I'm already up and outside. Did your uncle need something?"

Yan Zhixu: "Let's have lunch together."

Yan Bei'an: "Uncle, I was just about to go to Jincheng..."

Yan Zhixu: "Is it a little bit more?"

Yan Bei'an: "Well... it's not bad."

Yan Zhixu: "Then it's settled. We'll meet at Zhihe Restaurant for lunch. I'll have my assistant make the reservation."

He hung up after saying that.

Yan Bei'an also hung up, looking completely bewildered.

Although he was happy that his uncle invited him to dinner to strengthen their relationship, could you please not make it seem like a forced sale?

If only my uncle had spoken a little more gently—"Bei'an, how's work and life lately? Want to grab a bite to eat and chat sometime?"

He would also feel flattered and overwhelmed by the care and attention from his uncle.

Instead of feeling like I've done something to wrong my uncle...