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It was nighttime, but there was no rain; the road was concrete, but not an overpass; the car was a Mercedes, but not a Maybach.

"Manager Yin, is this all alright?"

The dazzling ambient lighting inside the car made it impossible for Chen Dong to tell whether Yin Qingying's slightly flushed cheeks were due to the heat or simply a blush caused by the light.

"It's okay, I've already told Grandma beforehand."

Yin Qingying kept her eyes straight ahead, not daring to turn her head even slightly, for fear that she might accidentally meet Chen Dong's gaze.

"You seem to know I would agree?"

Chen Dong glanced at Yin Qingying curiously, his tone tinged with a hint of teasing.

Yin Qingying's blush deepened, and she looked away into the darkness, not answering Chen Dong's question.

Seeing this, Chen Dong just chuckled softly and didn't take it to heart.

More than an hour later, Chen Dong parked his car on the roadside 30 meters away from the bus stop.

Although it's highly unlikely that traffic police will issue tickets on this suburban road, Chen Dong still chooses to consciously abide by traffic rules.

After getting out of the car, Chen Dong opened the trunk and picked up two large bags of clothes, snacks, and toys that he had prepared.

Then, with practiced ease, they entered the dirt path beside them.

Although Yin Qingying was somewhat surprised that Chen Dong remembered the route after only being here once, she didn't think much of it and quickly followed behind him.

What surprised her even more was that Chen Dong's physical strength had improved significantly in just one month.

Last time I came, I had to stop and wait from time to time, but this time I didn't have to stop at all and arrived at the entrance of the orphanage directly.

Looking at the newly renovated gate of the welfare home, the original rusty signboard has been replaced with a brand new one. As for the red brick buildings of the welfare home, they have been replaced with a more solid reinforced concrete structure.

Even the door locks have been replaced with a more robust and secure structure.

Before the belated Yin Qingying could even take out her key, the courtyard gate opened directly from the inside.

"Little Chen is here!"

The old woman, the dean, spoke in her aged voice, her tone filled with joy.

Chen Dong looked away and bumped into the happy smile of the dean.

"Yes, Yingying said you missed me, so I came to see you."

Chen Dong replied with a smile.

Behind her, when Yin Qingying heard Chen Dong use such a mushy term of endearment, goosebumps rose all over her arms.

But I didn't feel any rejection at all; on the contrary, I was secretly pleased.

After entering the house, Yin Qingying helped the headmistress bring out the prepared food one by one, while Chen Dong played with the little ones in the yard.

"Brother Chen, are you and Sister Yingying a couple?"

In the crowd, a chubby boy asked the question with a grin, and the others also cast curious glances at him.

Although they didn't know what a romantic relationship meant, they knew that being a couple meant getting married.

"When are Brother Chen and Sister Yingying getting married?"

Faced with the little girl's serious question, Chen Dong smiled and ruffled her soft, long hair, using the kind of talk adults love to use.

"You'll understand when you grow up."

On the other side, Yin Qingying faced similar interrogations as Chen Dong.

"Yingying, you're not young anymore. Grandma thinks Xiao Chen is a good young man, so please don't delay any longer."

Beside her, Xiao Li nodded in agreement.

"Sister Yingying, if you keep putting it off, when I grow up, I'll start stealing your boyfriend!"

Yin Qingying was already feeling shy and embarrassed, and when she saw Xiao Li take the initiative to flirt, she reached out and pinched her soft cheek without any hesitation.

"You little brat, trying to steal my man? You're 20,000 years too early!"

After a bit of playful fighting, Xiao Li obediently carried the plate out, leaving the space to Yin Qingying and the dean.

Yin Qingying's heart gradually calmed down, and the blush on her face completely disappeared.

"Grandma, don't worry, I know Brother Chen is a good person, I won't give up easily."

In the eyes of the dean, she was Chen Dong's girlfriend.

In reality, she was just a subordinate who had feelings for Chen Dong, and she couldn't quite figure out what Chen Dong was thinking.

Upon hearing this, the headmistress smiled, patted Yin Qingying's arm, gave her an encouraging look, and then carried the plate out of the kitchen.

Soon, the table was filled with a variety of dishes, which looked very appetizing.

However, before Chen Dong could even take a few bites, the dean's grandmother put some food into Chen Dong's bowl while smiling and saying...

"Xiao Chen, you and Yingying are not young anymore, it's time to think about getting married."

Upon hearing this, Chen Dong almost choked on his rice.

Does this mean that Chinese people automatically develop the skill of pressuring others to get married as they reach a certain age?

Seeing this, Yin Qingying quickly handed Chen Dong a glass of water and helped him out of the predicament.

"Don't worry, Grandma. Once Brother Chen's career is stable, we'll naturally consider getting married."

Upon hearing this, Chen Dong, who was drinking water, immediately gave him a surprised look.

It's as if they're saying: Didn't you ask me to play your boyfriend? Why are you suddenly talking about marriage?

Yin Qingying responded with a pleading emoji, hoping Chen Dong would cooperate.

Having understood the meaning in Yin Qingying's eyes, Chen Dong simply nodded in agreement and offered a brief explanation.

"Yes, Grandma, I want to stabilize my career and have a sufficient financial foundation before considering marriage."

Seeing that the two seemed to have planned ahead and had agreed on the same line of dialogue, the Dean's grandmother did not give in immediately, but instead used her classic line of dialogue.

"Xiao Chen, money can never be earned enough, and Yingying isn't a materialistic girl. It's better to get married sooner rather than later. I'm looking forward to drinking your wedding wine."

Upon hearing this, Chen Dong and Yin Qingying exchanged a glance and simultaneously revealed a wry smile.

"I understand, Grandma. I will work even harder."

Chen Dong nodded vigorously, as if the Star Card game worth over 100 million yuan and the Mercedes GLS parked on the side of the road were not his.

"Don't worry, Grandma, I'll work hard too."

Chen Dong's words were meant to please the old man, while Yin Qingying's words were sincere. She still owed Chen Dong 200,000 yuan, so she had to work hard.

After receiving their assurances, the headmistress was very happy and, unusually, ate a whole bowl of rice. She then made arrangements to let Chen Dong and Yin Qingying stay at the orphanage again.

However, Chen Dong declined the kind offer from the dean.

Although his soul was already in his thirties, his body was still that of a young man in his twenties, full of energy.

Last time, he was determined and didn't do anything outrageous, but it's hard to say what will happen next.

After all, the "beauty trap" is arguably the most effective of all forms of torture.

After saying goodbye to the dean, the two returned the way they came.

Get in the car, fasten your seatbelt, start the engine, and step on the gas—all in one smooth motion.

Looking at Chen Dong's profile as he drove intently, Yin Qingying felt a sudden flutter in her heart.

Now, she is certain of her feelings for Chen Dong.