Tong Xiaohuai was startled and turned around to see Uncle Yuan standing behind her, smiling at her.
Tong Xiaohuai patted his chest, "Uncle Yuan, you almost scared me to death!"
Uncle Yuan chuckled, "How could that be? You've got some nerve!"
Tong Xiaohuai rolled her eyes, and then heard Uncle Yuan ask, "Or did you do something shameful that makes you so easily frightened?"
Tong Xiaohuai quickly shook her head, "No, no way!"
As he spoke, he took off his shoes and walked barefoot into the living room.
However, we recently replaced the carpet at home with a new imported one. It's so soft and fluffy that it's actually quite comfortable to walk in barefoot.
But Uncle Yuan, who was watching Tong Xiaohuai's back with a smile, knew that she wasn't barefoot because it was comfortable, but because she was shy.
The gate to the mansion has a glass panel in the middle, so you can see clearly what's outside from the entrance hall.
Of course, Uncle Yuan didn't mean to spy. He just ran out to greet his young master when he heard the car, only to be surprised to see Yan Bo holding his young lady.
Uncle Yuan sighed inwardly, thinking how daughters are like birds that cannot stay at home once they grow up. It seemed like only yesterday that the little girl in swaddling clothes had grown into a young woman who could get married at any time.
"Xiao Huai, didn't you go to the North City Money Exchange with your Uncle Ming? Why is it Young Master Yan who brought you back?"
Uncle Yuan followed her inside, carrying her slippers in his hand.
Tong Xiaohuai walked over to the refrigerator, took out a bottle of water, tilted her head back, and gulped down more than half of it to quench her thirst. Only then did she turn around and look at Uncle Yuan.
"Yes, I had dinner at his house tonight and went directly to Beicheng from there."
"He took you there?" Uncle Yuan was very surprised.
"No, the driver took me there!"
At this point, Tong Xiaohuai realized with surprise how he had found her.
Could it be that he followed her all the way here?
However, judging from the timing, it doesn't seem like it.
"How did he find you?"
Uncle Yuan knew that the noodle shop was hard to find.
"I don't know..." Tong Xiaohuai shook her head blankly.
It seems that Yan Bo cares about her more than she thought!
"Little Huai, this Third Young Master Yan is no ordinary person!"
Uncle Yuan's words did not carry any real praise or criticism; they were simply stating a fact.
Tong Xiaohuai chewed on the bottle and thought for a moment, then had to agree with Uncle Yuan's words.
"Yes, he is indeed extraordinary."
She didn't know how he got the exact location, but she was certain that an ordinary person couldn't possibly find it.
All I can say is that he really put a lot of effort into her.
And tonight, he was probably just as he accused her of, quite frightened by her.
"Xiao Huai, do you want to find out more about him before you speak?"
Uncle Yuan wasn't dissatisfied with Yan Bo as a person; rather, he was considering the whole matter from a prudent perspective.
Uncle Yuan didn't know much about Yan Bo, but he had heard Qin Ming mention that this Third Young Master Yan was someone no one in L City dared to disrespect.
It is clear that he must have come from a very wealthy and noble family, perhaps even surpassing the top ten families in L City.
"Uncle Yuan, I'm not going to marry him, is it really necessary?"
Tong Xiaohuai knew in her heart that neither Yan Bo himself nor his family background was simple.
But all she cared about was the person himself; she didn't care about his family background, or even what he had done in the past.
Just like Yanbo likes her, he likes her so much that he doesn't care about her background, nor does he care about what she did in the past, present or future.
Uncle Yuan thought about it and agreed. His young lady was only eighteen years old. Even if she was really getting along well with Young Master Yan now, it didn't mean that the two of them would actually end up together in the future.
After all, both the young lady and the third young master are still too young, and there are too many variables in the future.
"Yes, Uncle Yuan, I was overthinking it."
After Tong Xiaohuai finished drinking the water and quickly threw the bottle into the trash can in the corner, Uncle Yuan considerately asked, "Want some late-night snack? I'll have someone cook for you?"
Tong Xiaohuai shook her head, "No, I'm going to take a shower and go to bed!"
Back in the bedroom, Tong Xiaohuai listened to Yan Bo's advice, filled the bathtub with water, and soaked herself in the warm water, resting her head on the edge of the tub, the steam spreading in front of her eyes.
Recalling everything that happened more than an hour ago, Tong Xiaohuai felt like she was in a dream.
And this dream was so beautiful that she didn't want to wake up.
Before meeting Yan Bo, Tong Xiaohuai had never had any aspirations for love.
Although my parents are very loving and have always had a good relationship.
The boys around her, whether they were her age or a few years older, were either rough men from Tongjia Village or effeminate, weak boys from school.
Neither of them could ignite her romantic impulse.
Everyone says that young girls are in love, but she didn't know what it felt like until her eighteenth birthday.
However, Yan Bo's appearance finally allowed her to experience the feeling of being both loved and hated, someone you want to refuse but can't help but fall for.
I have a boyfriend now!
As Tong Xiaohuai thought this, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.
A series of indistinct sounds hummed from her lips, echoing back and forth in the enclosed space of the bathroom, mingling with the sound of rushing water.
She hummed it tirelessly for a long time, and then suddenly realized that this tune was the same serenade she had heard on repeat in his car earlier.
Tong Xiaohuai swore she had never heard this piece of music before. But because Yanbo had been playing it on the way back, even though she was asleep, her subconscious had memorized the entire melody.
Come to think of it, this could be considered a song she and he loved, right?
Tong Xiaohuai thought happily, "I must remember to ask him tomorrow what the name of this piece of music is."
At this moment, Tong Xiaohuai had already put all the disputes and unpleasantness of the money shop behind him.
When she went to bed, she picked up her phone. Unsurprisingly, there were no messages or missed calls, because he was still on his way home.
"I've finished showering and am going to sleep. Be careful on your way home, goodnight!"
After sending the message, Tong Xiaohuai placed her phone on the bedside table. At first, she thought she would wait and see if Yan Bo would reply.
But once she relaxed after a tense night, she lost all willpower. With her head on the soft pillow, her consciousness slowly became blurred, and she didn't even know when she fell asleep.
When she opened her eyes, it was already early the next morning.
As soon as she regained consciousness, before she even got out of bed, she immediately reached for her phone on the bedside table.
Sure enough, there was an unread message on my phone, sent by Yan Bo.
"I'm almost home, just two more intersections away. Goodnight, my darling!"
When she finished reading, Tong Xiaohuai's face turned bright red.
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