Yan Yan never reported his schedule to anyone.
To be precise, no one ever dared to inquire about Mr. Yan’s schedule.
But with Yun Qiluo, he would unconsciously want to share even without her asking.
He mainly recalled that when he first brought her ho, Housekeeper Chen reported to him that during his few days of business trip, she seed gloomy at ho.
She even later tried to act like a maid to catch his attention, which was a childish act.
That was the case before, and now she was obviously more attached to him, who knows how upset she’d be.
Especially in the last two days before he left, Yun Qiluo almost didn’t leave his side.
Yan Yan could see her reluctance to part and feared that in his absence, she’d overthink and beco sad, which is why he specially sent her a few ssages on WeChat.
Although... she didn’t look the least bit like she would be sad this morning.
Upon hearing the news, Yun Qiluo couldn’t help but pout.
She didn’t expect that even from so far away, he still wanted to manage her affairs.
Isn’t a business trip supposed to be busy? Yet he even has ti to check if she’s had her fruit tea!
She was quite puzzled but still obediently replied to him with a voice ssage:
"I’m fine, beautiful woman, earn your money well and don’t worry about these things."
Yan Yan waited quite a while before he received her voice ssage.
Though it was just one ssage, he could imagine from her gentle voice the serious expression she’d have while educating him.
He couldn’t help but smile.
He listened to that voice ssage repeatedly a few more tis.
It was only when he realized what foolish thing he was doing that he froze for a few seconds.
Then he leaned back on the sofa with a lazy smile, his eyes revealing a hint of self-mockery.
Since when did he, Yan Yan, start worrying about soone like this?
Sitting here during his lunch break, pondering for ages about whether she’d be sad alone at ho, and listening to such an ordinary voice ssage over and over.
Really, it wasn’t like him at all.
Yun Qiluo didn’t put Yan Yan in her thoughts at all. After her afternoon class, she imdiately called Housekeeper Uncle to tell him she’d have dinner outside.
Then she pulled Song Shijia and Ji Ruofeng along to have the buffet they had last ti, happy like a little bird set free from its cage.
Song Shijia once again felt the world of the wealthy when Yun Qiluo took out that club card.
She had heard about this club years ago, the most upscale in the Imperial City, frequented only by top-tier wealthy people. Even the two children from her dad’s current stepmom would beg for half a day to co here to play.
After all, her dad had only one mbership card here.
Moreover, Yun Qiluo’s wasn’t an ordinary mbership card but the most prestigious kind.
This made Song Shijia once again curious about Yun Qiluo’s identity.
After the three of them had a full al in the buffet restaurant, Yun Qiluo felt so stuffed she nearly couldn’t walk. Ji Ruofeng suggested she play at the upstairs entertainnt facilities to help digest.
Yun Qiluo eagerly agreed but once upstairs, as soon as she saw the billiards table, she thought of Yan Yan’s patient manner in teaching her that day.
She couldn’t help but feel a bit down, her interest waning as she pouted.
The beautiful one isn’t here... what’s the fun in it?
She simply sat on the sofa nearby, cradling her face and watching Ji Ruofeng and Song Shijia play together.
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