"No, Sister Nian, I'll book it myself." Liang Bowen quickly covered her phone with his hand, trying not to let her book a hotel: "Just tell me where you live, and I'll book a hotel nearby."
Otherwise, if he asked Qiao Nian to book his return flight ticket and hotel, it would look like he was just asking for a free meal, which would be so embarrassing!
Qiao Nian couldn't persuade him, so the hotel booking matter was temporarily shelved.
Because Ye Lan had already arrived, they couldn't go to find a hotel first. Liang Bowen had to put his luggage in the trunk of the car and go to the hotel to check in after dinner.
Liang Bowen had just heard that Qiao Nian scored 650 points, which was enough to make him feel dizzy for a long time. Then he saw Gu San driving a Hongqi car with a license plate of Beijing 666888 on the front. He didn't know what expression he should put on. His face twitched and he looked at Qiao Nian with complicated eyes. His throat was dry and a little bitter: "Sister Nian, your friend drives a Hongqi?"
He originally wanted to say boyfriend, but then he looked at Ye Wangchuan. The man had an arrogant and outstanding temperament. His hands hung at his sides, with a string of Buddhist beads on his wrists, and a pair of long and straight legs.
She raised her eyelids and looked towards him, with light and shadow floating in her eyes. She only glanced at him lightly, but she made Liang Bowen nervous.
Hiss, why did he feel that the way Sister Nian’s boyfriend looked at him was weird and cold, but his aura was so strong that he almost couldn’t breathe!
Qiao Nian didn't notice this little detail, opened the car door, turned around and said to him, "Get in the car first."
"Oh, okay." Liang Bowen quickly retracted his gaze, responded, and got into the car.
*
In a private room in the southwest of the Imperial Palace, the table was filled with dishes. Suzhou cuisine was exquisitely shaped and looked delicious.
However, Qiao Chen didn't eat for two bites. He put down his chopsticks after taking one or two bites because he had no appetite.
Fu Ge looked at the pale face with a distressed look in his eyes, and lowered his voice to say, "What's wrong? Is the food not to your liking?"
Qiao Chen forced a smile and shook her head. She put her hands on her knees and clenched her clothes tightly. She said softly, "No. The food is delicious. I just caught a cold and couldn't eat."
Fu Ge remained silent. He knew in his heart why she couldn't eat. In fact, he wasn't much better, but his roommates were all there, so he didn't want to show it too obviously.
Seeing that he was silent, Qiao Chen bit her lip again, her eyes moving, and she placed her hand under the table on the back of his hand, saying considerately, "Brother Fu, thank you for treating my friends to dinner just for me."
Hearing this, Fu Ge felt even more distressed for her understanding. He felt better and whispered, "It's a good thing that you were admitted to Tsinghua University. It's worth celebrating. I'm just treating you to a meal. I wanted to take you out for a trip before, but now..."
Speaking of this, both of them felt very heavy.
Yes, Qiao Chen's admission to Tsinghua University was a good thing worth celebrating, but Wen Ziyu's previous remarks cast a shadow over this joy. Neither Qiao Chen nor Fu Ge wanted to think about it too much. The more they thought about it, the less happy they became.
Fu Ge is a boy after all, and he feels that he has the responsibility to comfort his girlfriend. He forces himself to ignore the haze in his heart, looks at Qiao Chen with gentle eyes, and whispers: "Don't think too much, the person Wen Ziyu is talking about may not be Qiao Nian. Her grades have always been bad, it is impossible for her to do so well in the joint entrance examination. Wen Ziyu may have said it nonsense, he is not a teacher, how can he see the grades."
(End of this chapter)