Lin Qinghuan looked at Dong Wenbo somewhat awkwardly, "I have very poor interpersonal relationships and I've never been very popular."
Seeing Lin Qinghuan's somewhat disappointed expression, Dong Wenbo comforted her, "Qinghuan, it's not your fault. Just be yourself."
"Thank you for your comfort, and thank you for buying me milk tea," Lin Qinghuan said gratefully.
Dong Wenbo leaned back in his chair and smiled at Lin Qinghuan. "I was just looking to relax when I ran into you. It's fate, I suppose."
"It's truly fate that I ran into you as soon as I stepped out the door," Lin Qing said with a smile.
"Has the supermarket started renovations yet?" Dong Wenbo asked.
"Not yet. The design drawings for the supermarket haven't been finished yet. We're not ready to start construction for another two days," Lin Qinghuan said.
Dong Wenbo: "If there's anything I can help with, just let me know."
Lin Qinghuan: "Thank you in advance. I'll definitely ask for your help when I need it again."
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Dong Wenbo and Lin Qinghuan walked out of the milk tea shop side by side. Dong Wenbo looked at Lin Qinghuan and said, "Qinghuan, it's too much trouble to take a taxi. I'll drive you home."
Dong Wenbo had helped Lin Qinghuan a lot, and Lin Qinghuan felt embarrassed to refuse Dong Wenbo's kindness, so she agreed, "Thank you, Brother Dong, then I'll trouble you."
Upon hearing Lin Qinghuan's words, Dong Wenbo's deep eyes flashed with surprise and delight. "It was nothing."
Lin Qinghuan got into Dong Wenbo's car, and the two chatted and laughed all the way.
The car stopped at the entrance of Lin Qinghuan's residential area. Lin Qinghuan got out of the car, waved to Dong Wenbo, and said with a smile, "Goodbye, Brother Dong. Let's get together again when Wei Xiao comes back."
Dong Wenbo looked at Lin Qinghuan's charming face, his eyes flickered, and he suppressed the bitterness welling up in his heart. He said in a somber tone, "Okay, when Wei Xiao comes back, I'll treat you and Wei Xiao to dinner."
Lin Qinghuan smiled brightly upon hearing this, "Brother Dong, it should be Wei Xiao and I who invite you." After saying that, she waved to Dong Wenbo and turned to walk into the residential area.
Dong Wenbo watched Lin Qinghuan's departing figure for a long time without looking away until she was out of sight, before reluctantly withdrawing his gaze.
When Lin Qinghuan returned home, she saw her grandfather sitting in the living room drinking tea. When he saw Lin Qinghuan return, he smiled kindly.
"Qinghuan, you're back. Did you have fun?" Grandpa Lin asked.
Lin Qinghuan sat down next to Grandpa Lin and said with a smile, "I had a good time. I went to a milk tea shop with my friends and had a cup of milk tea."
"As long as you're happy, that's all that matters. Go shopping with your friends when you have time, don't always stay cooped up at home." Grandpa Lin said, then suddenly remembered the supermarket and casually asked, "How's the supermarket going?"
"We're preparing to renovate," Lin Qinghuan replied.
"The company has renovation workers, so leave the renovation to me," Grandpa Lin said.
Lin Qinghuan was delighted to hear what her grandfather said, and said with a beaming smile, "Thank you, Grandpa! Grandpa is the best."
With Grandpa Lin's help with the renovation, she can save a lot of money on renovation costs.
"By the way, your Aunt Wei just came over and told me that she has already contacted a school for you, and Lin Fu will drive you to the school to register tomorrow," Grandpa Lin said.
"Really?" Lin Qing said with delight.
Looking at Lin Qinghuan's beaming face, Grandpa Lin said, "It's true! Why would I lie to you..."
"Ring ring ring..." The phone rang, interrupting Grandpa Lin's words. Lin Qinghuan stood up and saw that the number displayed on the landline screen was actually the phone number of Baiyun Village Committee. A look of doubt appeared on her face. Who would call at this time?
"Grandpa, it's the village committee's phone number. It must be someone from your family calling."
"I'll come to pick you up," Grandpa Lin said with a slightly solemn expression.
Lin Qinghuan handed the phone to Grandpa Lin, who took it and said, "Hello! This is Lin Zhenghao. What can I do for you?"
"Dad, something's happened, something really bad!" Lin's father's anxious voice rang in Lin's grandfather's ears.
Grandpa Lin frowned. "Second son, what happened that made you so anxious?"
"Father, where is Piaoxue?" Lin's father asked.
"He's gone. When did he disappear? Did he go to a friend's house to play?" Grandpa Lin asked.
Lin's father said nervously and uneasyly, "Impossible. Piaoxue went to the city to buy goods yesterday morning and hasn't come back yet. She couldn't possibly have abandoned the store and gone out for so long without coming home."
“If you can’t find the person, you should call the police. What’s the use of calling me? I’m not a god who can fly back to help you find the person,” Grandpa Lin said, frowning.
"Dad, I've already called the police, but I'm still worried. What if something happens to Piaoxue?" Lin's father said anxiously.
"You should find the village chief and ask him to mobilize the villagers to help search in the vicinity of the village. If you can't find him, then go to the city to look. The key is to look around the train station area," Grandpa Lin instructed.
"Father, I understand," said Lin's father.
Grandpa Lin put down the phone, his heart sinking. He was worried that Lin Piaoxue had been kidnapped.
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