Tomorrow is Sunday, of course the young master has ti.
Therefore, he imdiately wanted to call her back. He hadn’t heard her voice for days, to be honest, he missed her a little.
His fingers swiped over the keyboard, but hesitated for a while and didn’t press it.
If she feels more at ease communicating this way with words, then let her do so.
"Yes, I’m off tomorrow."
He wanted to ask if she had any plans, but even though the text seed subtle, he still deleted and rewrote, leaving only a few bland words ultimately.
For soone like her, maybe such words without special aning can reduce defenses?
Soon, she replied. "Shall we et tomorrow?"
"Sure, I’ll treat you to a al! What would you like to eat?" Last ti she treated, so this ti, it was his turn.
This back-and-forth, although a bit slow, in the process of waiting, even the uneasy mood seed to turn into a little romantic fun.
During the wait for Zhu Qianyu’s reply, the young master thought this while looking at her scant words on the phone.
"See you at the café on Fenghe Road at three, is that okay?"
Three o’clock?
This ti, neither early nor late, it seems she doesn’t plan to have a al?
Alright, anyway, the most important thing is to see her, whether it’s coffee, shopping, or eating after eting doesn’t matter.
"Sure, do you need to pick you up?" The young master maintained his consistent gentlemanly deanor.
"No need, I’ll take the bus directly! There’s a direct bus from Xinying to Fenghe Road."
The two set the eting ti just like that. When the young master put down the phone, the smile on his face hadn’t faded yet.
"Beibei Guoguo, go get so luck from your little uncle."
Le Tong, watching Beibei Guoguo playing on the side, had already noticed her younger son smiling obsessively at the phone screen, occasionally typing a few words rapidly and then foolishly staring at the screen waiting for a reply.
This typical symptom of being in love, Le Tong finally saw on her son’s face.
"Uncle, hug!"
Beibei Guoguo could already walk slowly by holding the sofa wall. Now Guoguo was holding the sofa, tottering over to the young master with short legs, while Beibei was sitting on the floor, studying a remote-controlled car intently.
The young master stretched his long arm, scooped Guoguo onto his lap, glanced at Beibei, seeing the little fellow trying hard to pry open the car hood, seemingly wanting to see what was inside.
"Beibei, there’s nothing inside the car, stop prying!" The young master’s attention shifted from Zhu Qianyu to the two little rascals.
"Co here, uncle will take you outside to see real cars." Having been a child himself, the young master knew how to deal with curious children like Beibei Guoguo.
However, Beibei rarely ignored him, forcibly prying it a few tis, seeing no effect, tilted his head thinking for a bit, and before the young master could react, Beibei took a big bite on the model car’s hood!
The young master burst into laughter, "Beibei, is the car tasty? Silly, it’s a toy, not food!"
While laughing and scolding, the young master put Guoguo on the sofa and bent over to pick Beibei up.
Beibei ignored the young master’s teasing, his sharp little teeth grinding on the hood making "gurgle" sounds, drool dripping along the chin and car.
The young master found it even more amusing, rubbing Beibei’s head, saying, "You love eating cars so much, let’s ask grandpa to make you bread cars, okay?"
Beibei cast him a sideways glance, his mouth moved, seemingly wanting to respond, but with a car stuffed in his mouth, he could only make muffled sounds.
"Beibei, the car is dirty, don’t eat it!"
Aunt Guan walked out at so point, saw the little rascal drooling and ran over, wanting to stop him.
But the young master told Aunt Guan, "Aunt Guan, leave him be, once he finds it tasteless, he won’t eat it next ti!"
Indeed, this was how the Ji Family educated children. Words don’t work, let him try and fail, next ti he will be wiser.
Le Tong only ca over to hold Guoguo but showed no intention of stopping Beibei’s foolishness either.
"Let’s go, uncle will take you to see cars!"
The young master’s idea of seeing cars wasn’t just letting them see the car appearance, but directly opening the hood, not caring if they understood, pointing at the engine explaining to the two little rascals.
Beibei and Guoguo were wrapped in his and Le Tong’s arms, listening to this dry stuff with such keen interest, their shiny black eyes followed the young master’s fingers, surprisingly engaging.
"Looks like when they grow up, the Ji Family can consider manufacturing cars."
Grandma joked, but the little rascals couldn’t understand, still enthusiastically pulling young master to wander around the car for half an hour.
The young master, originally irritated by piles of data and local officials during his business trip, was lucky to be amused and healed by Zhu Qianyu’s invitation and these little treasures once ho.
"Mom, I have sothing tomorrow afternoon, I can’t help take care of Beibei Guoguo."
Originally, upon returning, he boasted of taking care of the two little rascals all day tomorrow, allowing sister more ti to record albums. But Zhu Qianyu’s ssage ca, and he forgot his promise.
"Got it, you go on your date. Your dad and I can take care of them well."
The young master did not deny the talk of a date, and even left early at noon the next day to get a fresh, handso new haircut at the salon.
The café Zhu Qianyu ntioned was at the corner of Fenghe Road. The young master parked his car, and from afar, he caught sight of Zhu Qianyu sitting inside the café.
Today, he dressed like a regular student, T-shirt and jeans, cross-body satchel, one hand gripping the strap and waving to Zhu Qianyu through the glass.
Zhu Qianyu also smiled and waved back, the two’s behavior through the glass seed sowhat funny or silly to others, but they both smiled genuinely.
"Have you waited long?" The young master seated himself across from Zhu Qianyu.
"No, I just arrived too."
The two hadn’t t for a while, but there wasn’t any sense of unfamiliarity.
In fact, compared to last ti at the Sichuan restaurant outside R University, they seed more natural and comfortable now.
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