In Qin Yin's villa in Qishan, Qin Yin leaned back on the sofa, reminiscing about what the little girl had said earlier.
Uncle Qin isn't old, he looks about the same age as you, so calling him "old man" isn't quite appropriate.
Thinking about it, I couldn't help but laugh out loud. So, in the little girl's mind, I'm not old at all?
Qin Yin slept very well that night.
The next morning, Qin Yin ate breakfast feeling refreshed and went out for a run. He ran into Li Mu, who was also going for a run.
The most wonderful thing is having your beloved right in front of you.
Hi, little girl.
Uncle Qin, you're up early!
They greeted each other and walked side by side, chatting and laughing.
Li Mu found it truly amazing; she and Qin Yin always had so many topics to discuss, and they could talk about them endlessly.
Running around Qishan takes about forty minutes.
Qin Yin deliberately slowed down but still managed to run for more than an hour.
Li Mu didn't know what Qin Yin was thinking. He just assumed that Uncle Qin's physical strength was limited and he could only run so fast. However, Li Mu didn't care and treated it as training his endurance.
If Qin Yin knew, he would definitely prove how good his physical strength was. What? How would he prove it? He would have to run a lap around Qishan at top speed, what do you think?
Uncle Qin.
Hmm, hearing the little girl call out to him, he looked at Li Mu.
I still owe Uncle Qin a meal. Are you free today?
Oh, so the little girl still remembers.
Upon hearing this, Li Mu stopped in his tracks, feeling somewhat embarrassed, and lowered his head, not daring to look at Qin Yin.
Qin Yin looked at the little girl who had stopped, her head down, not daring to look at him. She was pursing her lips, trying to suppress a laugh, and her shoulders were shaking uncontrollably.
He bent down, put his hands in his pockets, looked at Li Mu, and smiled slightly. What is the little girl thinking?
"Go back and change your clothes," Qin Yin said, raising his wrist again. "It's eight o'clock now. Before you treat me to dinner, I'd like you to go shopping with me, is that alright?" Qin Yin's voice was questioning.
Li Mu asked with amusement, "Is Uncle Qin's hobby shopping?"
Qin Yin nodded. "Yes, I like shopping."
But what I really wanted to do was to enjoy shopping with you and buy you everything you liked.
"Li Mu, okay, see you later." Then he went straight into the villa.
Qin Yin watched Li Mu return home, then turned and went back to the villa, where Assistant Wang was already waiting.
"Good morning, boss," Qin Yin grunted in response, then walked past Assistant Wang and continued on his way.
Seeing this, Assistant Wang hurriedly followed behind, reporting on today's work process: "Boss, at 9:20 and 11:00 are the cross-conference meetings for the company's second-half development report, and at 2:00 in the afternoon there is a charity auction gala."
Qin Yin stopped walking, and Assistant Wang, who was still earnestly reporting his work, did not notice and bumped into Qin Yin.
Ah, the moment I hit it, I was bounced back and sat down on the ground, my face contorted in pain.
Qin Yin showed no intention of turning back and said directly, "Cancel everything except the charity auction."
Wang, who was assisting him, asked somewhat uncertainly, "Boss, have you turned down everything except charity auctions?"
Seeing that Qin Yin didn't seem inclined to speak, he immediately said, "Okay, boss, I'll get right on it," and then quickened his pace and left.
Qin Yin went upstairs, took a shower, and immediately changed his clothes before coming out.
He leaned against his sports car with his hands in his pockets, waiting quietly.
Qin Yin would not wear a suit unless it was a formal occasion.
Qin Yin has a great fondness for layering, a style that makes him appear very refined and cultured.
This is what Li Mu saw when he came out. He already had a refined and handsome face, and with his masculine style of dress, he looked even more cultured.
Li Mu glanced at it again.
Qin Yin's gaze remained fixed on Li Mu.
Qin Yin took in every subtle expression on Li Mu's face.
Qin Yin was very satisfied with Li Mu's reaction just now and felt very pleased, but on the surface, it was impossible to tell anything.
Of course, Li Mu couldn't tell. "Uncle Qin, can we go now? Shall I ride in your car?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Yin straightened up, walked to the passenger seat, and gentlemanly opened the car door for Li Mu.
Li Mu also went in without any hesitation.
He closed the car door, got into the driver's seat, and bent down to fasten Li Mu's seatbelt. He could feel the little girl's slight nervousness at this moment, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up. He also fastened his seatbelt.
Qin Yin's somewhat indulgent voice reached Li Mu's ears: "Let's go!"
Li Mu hummed in agreement.
The sports car accelerated instantly and flew away.
Ah! This damn push-back feeling. Li Mu was startled by the speed.
The vehicle slowed down the instant Li Mu screamed, returning to the same speed as the other vehicles.
Why were you scared?
Li Mu said stubbornly, "No, I didn't."
Oh? Really? What did you call me just now?
I was amazed by your driving skills; you drive really well.
Qin Yin deliberately used a very charming voice to speak, "Oh~ thank you for the compliment. Merci pour le pliment." (French)
Upon arriving at the shopping mall, Qin Yin led Li Mu directly to the third floor.
Everything on the third floor is priceless; almost everyone who can come up there is from a wealthy and powerful family.
"Little girl, wait for me a moment. Stand still, I'll be right back." Li Mu nodded obediently and watched Qin Yin leave.
Although Li Mu is the eldest daughter of the second most prestigious family, she has only recently returned to the country. Even though grand banquets were held for her upon her return and for her coming-of-age ceremony, there are still many wealthy and powerful families in Kyoto who have never met Li Mu.
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