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Chapter 823 - 822: Sorry, I’m in a Hurry

Chapter 823: Chapter 822: Sorry, I’m in a Hurry

Yan Bo sat on the Sofa, holding a teacup without moving; only his gaze followed Tong Xiaohua’s tall silhouette as she moved from the Living Room to the doorway.

"Xiao Hua, have a cup of tea and rest a bit before you go!" the Manager chased after her, trying hard to keep her from leaving.

He didn’t dare to offend Tong Xiaohua, and similarly, he did not want to offend Yan Bo.

Manager Xiao understood the reputation of this Third Young Master of the Yan Family very well; when he saw him in person, he appeared mild-mannered, but the aura that he exuded clearly intimidated even the likes of Ling Qingyun, who came from a local Aristocratic Family. He seemed significantly less imposing in his presence.

Having struggled in society for many years, Manager Xiao sensed the air of authority of someone long accustomed to being in a position of power emanating from the Third Young Master of the Yan Family.

Tong Xiaohua turned to smile at him, "Thank you, Manager Xiao, but I have things to take care of. I must go now!"

Tong Xiaohua was forthright by nature. Although she was in a bad mood, she did not have the habit of taking it out on others. With Manager Xiao being so polite and courteous, she couldn’t just give him the cold shoulder.

Thinking about the five hundred thousand was really painful for Manager Xiao; he even wished that Yan Bo hadn’t mentioned the investment at all. That way, he wouldn’t have gotten his hopes up.

Just as he was preparing to say goodbye to Tong Xiaohua with a sense of loss, Ling Qingyun, who had been quiet all this time in the Living Room, suddenly spoke up.

"Miss Tong, my brother has taken quite a liking to you. Would you honor us by sitting down and having a cup of tea?" he said.

Ling Qingyun wasn’t originally inclined to disturb Tong Xiaohua, but earlier, he had confidently told Yan Bo to specify whatever he desired. With Yan Bo now clearly showing interest in Tong Xiaohua, it was only natural for him to say and do something to demonstrate his capability and sincerity.

Tong Xiaohua was already eighteen, and with her excellent physical attributes, it was impossible that no one had ever approached her before.

But usually, when faced with such brazen advances, she had only one reaction.

"Sorry, I’m in a hurry!"

With that, she slung her backpack over her shoulder. As for what Ling Qingyun’s "brother" looked like, she couldn’t be bothered to even glance at him, opening the door and swiftly departing.

Most people might think she was just putting on an act with such a response.

After all, the environment she lived in, as seen by outsiders, was one filled with bloodshed and extravagance; claiming that she practiced self-restraint was simply a joke.

However, in truth, even though she was already eighteen, she had never had a serious romance.

Why?

Because her father was always busy preparing her to be his successor. Except for a small amount of time she had at her discretion, she mostly had to follow her father everywhere.

Moreover, with her status, the youths from Tong village naturally wouldn’t dare to court her. And outsiders, upon hearing she was the gangster boss’s daughter, would lose their nerve entirely; who would dare pursue her?

Hearing the door slam shut, Ling Qingyun spread his hands towards Yan Bo apologetically, "Third Young Master, sorry..."

Yan Bo smiled at him and placed the cup on the coffee table before standing up.

"Then let’s go!"

Originally, he had indeed intended to invest some money into the Boxing Gym, but now, he was in no mood to discuss it.

Ling Qingyun dared not say anything else and immediately stood up, followed him to the Entrance Hall, and nodded at Manager Xiao as a form of farewell.

"Third Young Master, about the investment..." Manager Xiao asked tentatively, not afraid to die.

Of course, he knew the chance was slim, but no matter how slim, one must try until all hope is lost.

"Let’s talk about it another day!"

Yan Bo didn’t completely reject the idea of investment, but he simply wasn’t in the mood at the moment.

After all, he was just a twenty-year-old young man who was terribly inexperienced when it came to matters of the heart.

By inexperienced, it referred to both his age and his experience.

Despite coming from an illustrious family background, he was far from being a rich playboy. The Yan Family’s upbringing was exceedingly strict and traditional. Despite his young age, he acquired considerable knowledge about advanced business management from his studies abroad, yet when it came to interacting with the opposite sex, he retained the earnest and cautious attitude characteristic of the Yan Family members.

"Young Master Three, Miss Tong has probably left already."

Ling Qingyun, who had exchanged a few pleasantries with Manager Xiao, stepped out a little later than Yan Bo, only to find that Tong Xiaohua had already disappeared from the corridor.

"Mmm..."

Yan Bo responded indifferently and headed straight for the elevator. Just as the elevator doors opened, he slipped in, and only when Ling Qingyun hurried in did he press the button to close the doors.

Ling Qingyun, unable to read any emotions from his face, didn’t dare to bring up Tong Xiaohua again. He asked instead, "Young Master Three, where would you like to go to unwind next? How about we go for a couple of drinks?"

Yan Bo shook his head slightly, "No, I have a project to discuss early tomorrow. I need to get back and sleep early."

Ling Qingyun didn’t insist. They both got into the car and he drove Yan Bo directly back to the building of Yanhuang Company.

Upon exiting the car, as Ling Qingyun made to get out, Yan Bo quickly said, "That’s fine, I’m not a woman. I can make it back on my own. Be careful on your way back, good night!"

Yan Bo closed the car door, waved to Ling Qingyun, and turned to enter the building.

After returning from abroad, Yan Bo insisted on staying in L City, which caused his father to cut him off financially in a fit of anger.

However, the money Yan Bo earned overseas in those years was much more than what was in his father’s personal account—an amount his father was probably unaware of.

He rented two floors of this building as an office space, and his residence was right next to his office.

Upon returning to his residence, Yan Bo didn’t rush to take a shower. Instead, he half-reclined on the sofa and took out his phone to make a call.

"Uncle Luo, can you help me look up someone?"

Meanwhile, Tong Xiaohua, who had left the boxing gym, had just arrived back at Tong village. As soon as she got out of her car at the gate, a figure approached her swiftly.

"You stinking girl, why are you driving yourself? Where’s the driver?"

The one berating her was her father. People outside refer to him as "Big Boss Tong," whereas those in Tong village simply dropped "Tong" and called him "Big Boss."

"Dad, I’m tired and want to sleep!"

Normally, if scolded by Big Boss Tong, Tong Xiaohua would often retort, but she had been feeling extremely low these past few days and didn’t even feel like arguing.

Big Boss Tong was slightly taken aback. He wasn’t quite used to his daughter not arguing with him.

"Get lost, go sleep! So young, yet so intolerant to hardship."

He knew his precious daughter had been hanging out at the boxing gym these days, but thinking that she would soon no longer have the time to squander as she pleased, he couldn’t bring himself to interfere with what might be her last spell of freedom.

In fact, he wished nothing more than for her to continue living carefree like a little princess. As long as he had breath in his body, he wanted to keep shouldering the burden for her.

But his wife’s medical report came back recently with very pessimistic results. The doctor recommended treatment abroad, and advised that it be done as soon as possible!

As for his wife or his daughter, it was difficult to part with either, but if forced to choose, he could only pass the burden temporarily onto his daughter while he accompanied his wife abroad for surgery.