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Chapter 856 - 853: Hard to Be At Peace with My Conscience

Chapter 856: Chapter 853: Hard to Be At Peace with My Conscience

Tong Xiaohua’s heart skipped a beat, thinking it was just her imagination, but she still stopped in her tracks, turned around, and saw a tall man striding toward her from about ten meters down the corridor.

It was Yan Bo, whom she hadn’t seen or heard from in days.

The surprise on Yan Bo’s face was no less than Tong Xiaohua’s, yet it was clear to see that there was an inextinguishable delight shining through his bright eyes in addition to the astonishment. But in the blink of an eye, Yan Bo was standing in front of Tong Xiaohua, his probing gaze swiftly circling her.

"What a coincidence, are you here to watch the match?"

Tong Xiaohua nodded, "Mhm, and you?"

Yan Bo shook his head, "No, I came to discuss some business with Manager Xiao."

As he was speaking, someone else came out of a room down the corridor, muttering "Young Master Three..." while looking around.

When his gaze landed on them, he paused for a moment, then jogged over to greet Tong Xiaohua.

"Miss Tong, hello!"

Tong Xiaohua recognized the man; he was an aristocratic family child from the Ling family, seemingly named Ling Qingyun.

"Ling Young Master, hello!"

Without waiting for Yan Bo to introduce her, Tong Xiaohua stretched out her hand first.

Ling Qingyun looked at Tong Xiaohua, and somehow, the words just slipped out.

"Miss Tong, we were thinking about going for a drink later, would you be interested in joining us?"

Tong Xiaohua instinctively glanced at Yan Bo, their eyes met, and just as Yan Bo was about to speak up and help her excuse herself, she unexpectedly nodded her head.

"Sure! Do you have a place in mind? If not, how about we sit at Dynamic Zone?"

The Dynamic Zone was a chain bar owned by the Tong family.

"Sounds great! Young Master Three, you don’t mind, do you?"

When a beautiful woman made a suggestion, Ling Qingyun seemed unable to refuse, by then having forgotten the advice he had continuously given to Yan Bo about keeping his distance from the Tong family Miss.

Yan Bo silently gave Tong Xiaohua a glance and quietly nodded his head.

Just two streets away from the Boxing Gym, there was a Dynamic Zone at the corner of the alleyway.

As soon as Tong Xiaohua entered, the Lobby Manager immediately came to greet her, "Miss!"

In recent days, Tong Xiaohua had been patrolling the various bars and KTVs almost daily, so the managers and waitresses at the bars were all very respectful and apprehensive upon seeing her.

"Prepare the VIP room upstairs; I’m welcoming friends."

The manager ran off, and Tong Xiaohua led Yan Bo and Ling Qingyun slowly upstairs.

The three had each driven their own cars to the venue, and there had not been much communication since leaving the Boxing Gym.

Now, Yan Bo took a step ahead, walking shoulder to shoulder with her, completely ignoring the feelings of Ling Qingyun who was left behind.

"Xiao Hua, have you been very busy lately?"

Tong Xiaohua turned her head to look at him but didn’t answer his question. Instead, she asked, "What about you, have you been busy too?"

"Me? Yes, I’ve been quite busy lately. I have a new company, and I have to be hands-on with everything, pretty much like your situation."

Indeed, both of them, one starting a new company from scratch and the other taking over the reins from her father, were in similar straits when it came to being busy.

After all, neither had it easy.

Seeing that he was truly busy, Tong Xiaohua inexplicably let out a sigh of relief.

"Yeah, we are both hard-luck folks..."

Tong Xiaohua, who had never sighed in front of Uncle Ming, Uncle Yuan, or any of the elders, now began to express her troubles quite naturally.

The two people ahead had hit it off immediately, while Ling Qingyun, following behind, was incredibly puzzled.

It was himself who had actively invited Tong Xiaohua to have a drink, but why had he been left out in the cold?

Moreover, listening to the conversation between Yan Bo and Tong Xiaohua, they seemed to be quite familiar with one another?

He really wanted to understand, however, the two people in front continued their talk, completely oblivious to his presence, and even if it was just idle chatter, there was absolutely no room for him to interject.

For a moment, Ling Qingyun even had the illusion that he wasn’t a person at all, but rather a 100,000-volt spotlight hanging in the plaza!

Much later, after Ling Qingyun realized that these two had secretly been on terms with each other, he looked back at this day and understood that it was not an illusion.

But those realizations came only in retrospect. The current him had neither the awareness nor the keen eye for such things.

Once the manager had ushered the three of them into the VIP Room and they had taken their seats, Ling Qingyun, seeing Yan Bo attentively pouring wine for Tong Xiaohua, couldn’t suppress his curiosity and glanced over at the two of them.

"You two, do you know each other well?"

He had thought that Yan Bo had just come to offer congratulations when Tong Xiaohua took office and that probably there wasn’t much interaction between them afterward.

But now it appeared as if they were old friends, their speech and actions seemingly conveying a synergy difficult for others to intrude upon.

Yan Bo handed Tong Xiaohua the wine diluted with soda water and casually responded, "Not bad..."

Ling Qingyun didn’t quite understand the extent of Yan Bo’s "not bad," but since Yan Bo was vague, he didn’t dare probe too deeply.

He reached out to take the bottle of wine from Yan Bo’s hand, "Young Master Yan, let me do it!"

Yan Bo did not resist; he simply let go and let Ling Qingyun pour his wine.

Tong Xiaohua saw the interaction between the two of them and began to faintly understand some things.

She had always thought of Yan Bo as amiable and not one to put on airs.

Because he had always been very considerate and gentlemanly towards her, taking care of her with meticulous attention.

But observing his interaction with Ling Qingyun, he acted the complete part of an aristocratic young master, contentedly letting Ling Qingyun wait on him.

Clearly, he was someone accustomed to being waited on by youths from aristocratic families.

After understanding this, Tong Xiaohua felt somewhat conflicted.

If one is born accustomed to serving others, then serving others and serving oneself wouldn’t be much different.

But for someone like Yan Bo, who clearly is used to being served, to take such great care of her, what did that represent?

Tong Xiaohua admitted to having somewhat thick nerves, but not so thick as to be unable to sense Yan Bo’s thorough care.

So, during these past few days when he had been quietly absent, was he truly busy? Or was it because of her own too common reaction to him previously?

While sipping the wine, Tong Xiaohua silently reflected on her behavior during this period.

Actually, he had been very clear about his feelings from the beginning.

Although he hadn’t expressed them explicitly, his every word and action revealed his emotions.

Therefore, she probably shouldn’t keep on pretending to be oblivious and enjoying his care and attention as she had done before.

Because, her indifference seemed to have hurt him already.

"Miss Tong, this wine is really good! It’s not some special reserve of yours, is it?"

Ling Qingyun’s words interrupted Tong Xiaohua’s thoughts.

"It’s not a special reserve; it’s a brand of wine we have the exclusive rights to. If Young Master Ling likes it, I’ll have someone bring over a few bottles later. Please take them with you and help promote it for me," she replied.

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