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Chapter 873 - 870: You Agreed to Him?

Chapter 873: Chapter 870: You Agreed to Him?

This time, Tong Xiaohua finally sensed something off in his tone, and shot him a puzzled glance, but since there were many people present, she felt too embarrassed to ask outright what was wrong.

Similarly afflicted with unvoiced questions, Yan Bo found himself unable to ask them for the same reason.

At the moment, since Tong Xiaohua had come to check on the renovation progress, she naturally followed Supervisor Liu around the sauna for a tour through its several floors, and by the time she had a clear understanding of the renovation’s layout and process, the sky had already darkened.

Glancing at the sky outside, Tong Xiaohua thought that Li Lin had done a decent job at redeeming himself this time, and thus she took the initiative to invite everyone present.

"Supervisor Liu, how about we all have dinner together?"

Not just Supervisor Liu, even Li Lin was a little flattered and surprised.

"Miss Tong, then I will humbly comply with your invitation!"

Only then did Tong Xiaohua turn to Yan Bo, who had been quiet all along, "Yan Bo, you’re not busy later, are you? Join us?"

Yan Bo had originally planned to take her out for a taste of river delicacies on a fishing boat. With so many others joining all of a sudden, that plan was naturally out the window.

"Let’s join them..." Yan Bo suppressed the disappointment in his voice and responded.

Although it was different from what he had planned, it was still a meal with her, just with a few more ’third wheels.’

Ever since that day they had dinner at his place, they had both been busy. This was the first time they had seen each other since then.

However, there had been texts and phone calls in the meantime; otherwise, witnessing her with a bouquet of red roses would have surely caused a scene!

It didn’t take long for the group to reach a consensus to have dinner at a Sichuan restaurant recommended by Uncle Ming.

"Xiao Hua, I found a few books for you, how about riding in my car?"

Yan Bo casually made up an excuse, trying to coax Tong Xiaohua into his car, and then to inquire about the bundle of red roses.

Always on guard with him, Tong Xiaohua readily nodded, said goodbye to Uncle Ming, and followed him to his car.

Yan Bo opened the co-pilot door and let Tong Xiaohua get in.

This was the first time Tong Xiaohua was riding in Yan Bo’s car. Previously, when they were not familiar, she was too embarrassed to mention it, but this time, she couldn’t help but directly express the question on her mind.

"I had thought you’d drive something better."

Just like she could hardly believe he lived in a residence only slightly better than a bare-bones apartment, the car he drove was an economy sedan, more suited for the average wage-earner.

Yan Bo bent over to fasten his seat belt, glanced up at her, seated himself, started the car, and drove out of the parking spot.

"It’s just a car, merely a tool for getting around. Rather than spending millions to buy a car for travel, I’d prefer to invest those millions in the company."

All of the funds Yan Bo managed were the earnings from a company he established overseas in recent years; although he came from a distinguished family, he never took a single penny from his family.

So, in some sense, he was different from the aristocratic family children like Ling Qingyun.

To say he was self-made wasn’t an overstatement at all.

And these were things he never mentioned to Tong Xiaohua, so it was no wonder she held such naturally assumed thoughts.

Tong Xiaohua had long realized he wasn’t one of those dandies and that he was quite different from the other rich young masters, but his practicality still took her by surprise.

"You’re right, of course, but many people do judge a man by his car."

What she meant by judging a man by his car was similar to judging a book by its cover.

Yan Bo chuckled, "I don’t know about others, but to me, I don’t need these outward things to gild myself."

He didn’t spell it out, but the title of Young Master Yan alone was enough to give him free passage throughout L City.

It’s not about him driving an economical car; even if he rode a broken bicycle, those people would only flatter him extremely, praising him as an environmentalist.

Tong Xiaohua was indeed startled by his arrogance. At that time, she didn’t know his family was so prominent. She thought it was just because Yanhuang Real Estate had been recognized by the government as this year’s most important investment, so hardly anyone didn’t recognize him, Yan Bo.

Taking advantage of Tong Xiaohua’s silence, Yan Bo glanced at the bouquet absentmindedly left on the back seat through the rearview mirror, and asked as if he didn’t care much.

"It’s not your birthday today, is it?"

Of course, he knew when her birthday was. It’s just that they were not in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship yet; he had no right to directly ask who had given her the flowers.

Tong Xiaohua was stunned for a moment, "No, it’s not! Who told you it’s my birthday today?"

Yan Bo shook his head, "No one did. I just saw you holding the flowers and thought it was your birthday."

Tong Xiaohua turned her head to look at him, trying to see an emotion like jealousy on his face. However, what she saw was the same gentle profile as usual.

"It’s not..."

"Hmm?" Yan Bo turned his head to look at her.

This time, she finally caught a nervous aura in his eyes.

"It’s not a birthday gift. It was given by another classmate at school."

Tong Xiaohua honestly replied to him, and for some reason, she couldn’t bear to hide it from him.

Yan Bo held back for a moment, and finally couldn’t resist asking again after a long while.

"A guy?"

Tong Xiaohua hummed an affirmation, and Yan Bo remained silent.

The atmosphere in the car gradually became oppressive.

After a while, Tong Xiaohua honestly recounted the afternoon’s events, "I don’t actually know that male classmate. He stopped me after school, saying he wanted to make friends with me."

Yan Bo was still silent.

He was very aware that with Tong Xiaohua’s appearance, she would never lack admirers wherever she went.

However, understanding this was one thing; having it happen right under his nose was something else entirely.

Especially at a juncture when his relationship with Tong Xiaohua was warming up but hadn’t fully clarified, he didn’t hope for too much external interference or temptation.

Perhaps, among his peers, he was quite excellent.

In terms of capability, appearance, or even family background.

But it seemed that love was not based on these premises; hence, even the usually confident him felt agitated and irritable because of a bouquet from an unknown person.

"Did you agree to him?"

Yan Bo didn’t intend to ask such a question, but his mouth betrayed his rational mind and asked directly. Moreover, his tone was quite harsh, not very friendly.

Tong Xiaohua nodded, "Yes, I agreed."

Yan Bo’s expression turned cold. Whether it was to comfort him or because she genuinely thought so, she added before he could speak,

"However, such an agreement actually has no substantial significance. I usually leave as soon as my classes at school are over, and I really don’t have time to make friends."

And the reason she didn’t refuse Zeng Xianghai on the spot was actually based on this thought.

Yan Bo didn’t look at her, focused on the road ahead, as if concentrating on driving, yet at the same time, finely discerning the meaning behind her words.