Yun Ya was taken aback for a moment, turned her head and glared at him; he was really spouting nonsense in a serious manner. Yellow Hair chuckled and said: "So Boss knew how to woo girls from such a young age. Tsk tsk, indeed, if you want to win a beauty’s heart, you must be shameless." Everyone laughed, filling the room with a joyful atmosphere. Yan He’s face grew paler, her hand under her sleeve clenched into a tight fist. Suddenly, Yun Ya felt a little thirsty and was about to pick up the cup to drink, but Yan Song suddenly held her hand gently and said: "It’s cold, add some hot water before drinking." Such tender care; Yellow Hair and the others felt like they had suffered a severe blow. Yan Song mixed some hot water, tested the temperature himself, and only then offered it to Yun Ya’s lips. "I’ll do it myself." Yun Ya took the cup and sipped a bit, glancing at Yan He’s direction. The girl had her head bowed, face unclear, but the veins were bulging on the back of the hand holding the chopsticks. Underneath the cup, Yun Ya’s lips subtly curved upwards. After finishing the meal, Xiao Quan and the others walked ahead while Yan Song and Yun Ya lagged behind. As they exited the restaurant, Yan He stepped in front of the two and looked directly at Yan Song, "Captain, I need to talk to you alone." She emphasized the word "alone." Yan Song frowned slightly: "If it’s work-related, let’s discuss it at the precinct. If it’s personal, you can say it now." Yun Ya was pleased with Yan Song’s attitude, cheerfully patted his hand: "Brother Yan, you talk, I’ll wait for you by the car." With that, she walked away gracefully, like a cloud. Xiao Quan and the others couldn’t help but praise: "What a gracious sister-in-law she is, truly worthy of being the number one socialite." Yan He turned even paler upon hearing that. For original chapters go to novel-fire.ɴet Yan Song seemed a bit impatient and coldly said: "What’s the matter, say it." The work-related tasks had already been handed over, and he did not think Yan He had anything too important to keep from a second person. Sure enough, Yan He hesitated for a moment and said: "My family is coming to pick me up this afternoon. I want to leave alone first; what do you think, Captain?" Yan Song coldly replied: "Elder Shu has already informed me about this. Stay safe on the road." With that, he brushed past Yan He and left without turning back. He said to stay safe, does that mean he actually cares about me? She turned to watch the tall and upright figure of the man, a deep yearning flashed in her eyes. This silhouette had been something she looked up to for two full years. She saw Yan Song tenderly asking that young girl, and then they both climbed into the car holding hands. The cold wind came, blowing her fringe, causing her eyes to gradually become blurred. Yun Ya nestled in his arms, giggling: "Brother Yan, Xiao He seems to be interested in you." Yan Song raised an eyebrow, glanced at her, his hand roaming across her back, voice somewhat hoarse: "What are you trying to say?" Yun Ya’s small hand slipped inside his collar, slowly drawing circles: "I mean to say, Brother Yan, you’re quite lucky with women." Yan Song grunted, suddenly flipped over and pressed her into the seat, laughing as he looked down at her: "Are you jealous?" Yun Ya snorted softly, "Some people have quite a knack for flirting around." Yan Song laughed and buried his face in her neck, nibbling carefully, muttering brokenly: "Should I take out my heart for you to see?" Yun Ya grabbed him, her tone domineering and firm: "You can only belong to me, completely and only to me." Yan Song drew a sharp breath, eyes swirling like tides, voice almost a roar: "Little minx, you’re lethal." Yun Ya burst into a tinkling laugh, as clear as silver bells: "Who’s the little minx calling?" "The little minx is calling you." "Hahaha... that’s right, the little minx is calling me." The rest of the words were sealed off by the man’s dominant and forceful kisses. Upon arriving at the Ji Family, Yun Ya was carried out of the car by Yan Song. Holding her, Yan Song strode into the villa as she buried her face in his embrace, too shy to face anyone. Aunt Li ran over upon sight: "Miss, what happened? Are you sick?" Yun Ya mumbled: "I’m fine..." "She’s tired." Yan Song tossed Aunt Li a few words and swiftly ascended the stairs. Aunt Li was left puzzled. Ah Yun came in smiling, while Aunt Li still couldn’t understand the world of these young people. After arranging everything at home, at two o’clock in the afternoon, Yun Ya and Yan Song boarded the train heading towards the Capital City together.