Although Lin Mubai is not completely open in so aspects, his love for An Nan has never been questionable.
Similarly, he has succeeded. The person he loves finally has feelings for him, even if those feelings are not yet firm, but there will always be a day when they beco unwavering.
Is it being honest with your own heart?
Perhaps she should give it a try.
Lin Mubai.
Maybe you’re worth it.
With this thought in her heart, An Nan still cares a lot about the three-year age difference between them, always feeling a bit awkward and uncomfortable.
An Nan did not tell anyone about her return to the country, but that doesn’t an no one knows, for example, An Nan’s boss Zhan Qiyi. It’s easy for a boss to find out about an employee’s whereabouts.
Just as An Nan was passing through the employee passage, she was stopped at the door: "An Nan, do you have ti?"
"What’s up? Want to treat to a al?" An Nan asked jokingly.
"Sure, I’ve already reserved a spot at the ’Champs Elysees’ French restaurant."
An Nan’s expression imdiately turned peculiar: "Why do I feel like you’re scheming today, is there so kind of plot?"
Zhan Qiyi still maintained a gentle smile: "Yes, it is intentional. Seeing you work so hard, I wanted to reward you a bit, you’re really too thin."
As soon as the pleasant male voice dropped, An Nan imdiately retorted: "Where am I thin? I’m obviously of standard physique. Alright, I’m hungry, Boss, hurry up and treat to a al, today I’m going to eat you broke."
"Alright, then I’m waiting for you to eat broke." Even if it’s for a lifeti, I wouldn’t mind, Zhan Qiyi added silently in his heart, hoping that soday he could say it to her directly.
But for now, he doesn’t dare. Before confirming that she has the sa feelings for him, he can only keep his feelings in his heart. He fears that if he speaks them out loud, he would lose even the small opportunity to be by her side. He knows the woman in front of him seems easygoing but is actually more stubborn than anyone else, and he can’t and won’t risk that.
The limited spots at ’Champs Elysees’ are always in supply but never in demand.
All its specialty restaurants serve only ten tables a day, but the ti and number of guests per table are not restricted; adjustnts can be made according to the guests’ requirents. Even with Zhan Qiyi’s status as an airline company president, there’s no special privilege here. To secure a reservation, he must adhere to the rules. For this al, Zhan Qiyi booked it half a month in advance, today he just happened to catch it; he doesn’t know if this counts as luck.
Maybe this is a good start!
When Heaven gives him such an opportunity, he must hold it tightly in his hand.
"An An, please have a seat."
Zhan Qiyi’s every action conforms to his upbringing and elegance as a rich family heir, his conversation graceful, deanor charming enough to attract the attention of won.
In a brief mont, An Nan has already noticed that in the entire restaurant, all the won, whether accompanied by a man or not, always cast glances at their table. She can’t help but tease the man opposite: "Qi Yi, you see, you’re really popular, there are many won watching you!"
Zhan Qiyi raised his azure eyes and t the laughing black eyes of the little woman opposite: "Does that include you?"
"Ah."
An Nan was montarily dumbstruck, until she noticed the serious expression in the azure eyes of the opposite man, finally realizing that today this man was different, simultaneously using her clever brain to ponder the deep aning behind his words.
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