"Xiao Huai, did that Third Young Master Yan come here specifically to see you?"

Uncle Ming certainly didn't believe Yan Bo's argument about "making an appointment with a friend but the friend breaking the promise." Now that Tong Xiaohuai got into the car, he directly expressed his thoughts.

Tong Xiaohuai lowered her head, rummaging through her bag, and answered him.

"Who knows? He took a liking to the interior design of the card room and asked me to introduce him to the designer. It was just my mom playing around."

Tong Xiaohuai naturally knew that Yan Bo hadn't actually made an appointment with anyone, and she also knew that Yan Bo's visit here was intentional and planned.

In other words, he knew her whereabouts beforehand, which is why he "coincidentally" ran into her.

"Uncle Ming, let's be more flexible with our travel schedules from now on."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Ming immediately understood what she meant.

"Okay, I will pay more attention to the arrangement of people around me in the future."

Originally, someone with Tong Xiaohuai's identity would be in great danger if their whereabouts were clearly known to others.

"Yes, thank you for your trouble, Uncle Ming."

It seems that Yan Bo is quite capable, as he managed to learn about her movements clearly within just a few days.

This includes her upcoming school start date and her regular whereabouts over the next few days.

"Xiao Huai, should I speak with Young Master Yan?"

Uncle Ming's so-called "talk" has two forms.

Firstly, a civilized approach is to truly talk.

Secondly, it's an unconventional approach. As for what method it will be, it's uncertain, but it certainly won't be a verbal negotiation.

Tong Xiaohuai thought for a moment, "Never mind, no need. He didn't mean any harm. If it happens again, I'll just talk to him directly."

In Tong Xiaohuai's mind, Yan Bo, though tall, had a gentle and noble temperament, exuding the aura of a young nobleman. What if he was frightened by his uncles and brothers?

Uncle Ming glanced at her thoughtfully. "Alright, if you need to talk to him, then you can tell me."

The two stopped talking about Yanbo and quickly switched to work-related matters.

"Has the equipment maintenance work at the massage parlor been arranged?"

"Everything is arranged. I will take care of the follow-up. You can focus on the accounts these next few days."

Meanwhile, the two in the car were chatting animatedly, while Yan Bo, who remained at the club, filled out the forms, paid by card, and shook hands with Manager Zhu to say goodbye.

Manager Zhu escorted him to the door and watched him get into his car before turning back to the front desk.

“Miss, Young Master Yan has signed up ten annual memberships, and I gave them a 20% discount as you instructed.”

Tong Xiaohuai, who was on the bus, was startled and thought she had misheard.

"What did you say? He bought annual memberships for ten people?"

"Yes, according to him, these people are all his employees. They are too tired from work and need to exercise and relax appropriately."

Manager Zhu relayed Yan Bo's words verbatim, his voice brimming with undisguised joy.

Most people who come to the club pay per visit. Occasionally, some regular customers will sign up for a monthly membership, but not many will sign up for an annual membership because the price of an annual membership is not cheap.

Yanbo has now signed up for ten annual memberships at once, no wonder Manager Zhu is overjoyed.

"Okay, then you should treat him well from now on!"

Nobody turns down money. Since he's going to run it, Tong Xiaohuai certainly won't be so pretentious as to call Yanbo and ask him to cancel the membership. He just hopes that the club's facilities and services will satisfy him and his subordinates.

After she hung up the phone, Uncle Ming, who was sitting to the side, stared at her and asked, "What? Young Master Yan bought a ten-year membership?"

Uncle Ming looked deep in thought. When this Young Master Yan first arrived, everyone assumed that he was using his father's power to come to this remote second-tier city to make money.

Moreover, prior to this, there were not many rumors about this Third Young Master Yan in the business world.

Little did anyone know that a little over a month later, this Third Young Master Yan not only efficiently established Yanhuang Real Estate Company, but also bought the land adjacent to L City and S City. After that, many people said he was foolish to buy such a remote piece of land. However, Uncle Ming saw the ambition of this Third Young Master Yan in this matter.

"Yes, he's quite generous to his subordinates."

Tong Xiaohuai gave this comment and then said nothing more.

Uncle Ming had a plan in mind. It seemed that even if he didn't talk to this Young Master Yan, he would have to find out what other background this person had besides being the Third Young Master of the Yan family in the capital.

It's a bit strange that a young man who is only twenty years old can be as shrewd in the business world as a seasoned general.

Uncle Ming pondered for a while, then looked up and realized that the scenery along the roadside was not the scenery of returning to the Tong family.

"Aren't you going home for dinner today?" Uncle Ming then realized that the address she had given the driver earlier didn't seem to be Tongjia Village.

"Yes, I want to eat some farm-style food. Uncle Ming, will you come with me?"

Tong Xiaohuai and Uncle Ming went to this farmhouse restaurant. She usually comes here with her parents. She and her mother like the quiet environment here. While eating, they can look out the window at the banana grove and the pond full of lotus flowers.

However, with only Uncle Ming by his side, he felt something was missing. Even the homegrown vegetables that he usually ate tasted particularly sweet and delicious.

She recalled Yan Bo's invitation to dinner. Indeed, like him, she found it rather lonely to have a meal together.

"Little Huai... Little Huai!"

Uncle Ming had called her several times, but she was resting her chin on her hand, looking out the window, lost in thought.

Tong Xiaohuai was awakened by the call and turned around to look at Uncle Ming with a puzzled expression.

"ah?!"

"I said, school registration is tomorrow. Do you want to go in person, or should I find someone to register for you, and you can go after school starts?"

Tong Xiaohuai was a little dazed. Was school about to start so soon?

She was still hesitating; she hadn't decided whether or not to go to school.

As she herself told her father, she genuinely felt that she no longer needed to go to school.

What she's doing now is hardly something a student should be doing.

Thinking about how different she was from others, Tong Xiaohuai felt somewhat discouraged, or rather, disheartened.

From a young age, she had few friends at school, except for those from Tongjia Village.

Even though they got along well with her at first, as they gradually became more familiar with her, and probably after learning about her background, all of their former good friends and classmates slowly drifted away from her.

A large part of the reason she has a volatile temper is that she has many things to say and many troubles to share with others.

As for whether that's true or not, she hasn't investigated it in detail; anyway, that's what she's always believed.

Seeing that she remained silent, Uncle Ming guessed that she was having second thoughts again.

"Never mind, you've been busy these past few days. Take a good rest at home tomorrow. I'll have someone take care of the registration."

Tong Xiaohuai nodded in agreement.

She didn't care about the registration fee, but Uncle Ming would definitely have to register her to explain to his father.

Whether she goes or not is something she can decide later, but she can't put Uncle Ming in a difficult position.