Yun Ya obediently sat on the sofa, "Okay, I’ll wait for you." Qin Du glanced at her with a smile, his eyes exceptionally tender. Soon, Qin Du was absorbed in his intense work, Yun Ya leaned on the sofa, resting her cheek on her hand as she watched him. They say a man who is working is the most handsome, and this phrase truly wasn’t wrong, especially for someone who was already a great looker, exuding a mature charm effortlessly that made one’s heart race. However, Yun Ya only admired him, without the heart-racing. Gradually, Yun Ya’s thoughts began to wander, thinking back to the phone call earlier. It was from Yan Song, who had been missing for so long and had finally reached out. Yun Ya knew he was busy and not getting in touch with her was normal, but deep down, she still felt the urge to play hard to get with him. Thinking about how Brother Yan must be anxiously hopping mad right now, the corners of her mouth couldn’t help but curl up, a trace of smugness on her face. But soon, her expression fell, and she became eager to see him again. As she was lost in thought, a shadow fell over her head, and a broad, warm palm gently rubbed the top of her hair, filled with boundless indulgence, "What’s wrong? What are you thinking about?" The gentle voice caressed her ears like a spring breeze. Yun Ya looked up in a daze, faced with the handsome visage so close at hand, mistakenly thinking it was Yan Song in a moment of bewilderment and murmuring, "Brother Yan..." Qin Du’s expression changed abruptly, turning pale and wretched, but quickly, he composed himself, showing a warm smile, though his eyes became even darker and more profound. "Miss your Brother Yan, do you? Unfortunately, I am only your Brother Ah Du..." Only your Brother Ah Du. Yun Ya suddenly turned around, berating herself for indeed being clouded by her desires, stood up, took a step back, and said with a smile, "Let’s go." Qin Du looked at her, the complexity in his gaze making Yun Ya unable to bear looking directly at him, and she averted her eyes. Qin Du turned to leave first: "What do you want to eat? There’s a good French Restaurant nearby, want to go try it?" Yun Ya nodded lightly: "Okay." In the elegant and romantically themed French Restaurant, as the dishes were served, Yun Ya couldn’t resist starting to eat, "Wow, delicious." Watching her eat like a little kitten, Qin Du shook his head with a smile, reached for a napkin to wipe the cream that had found its way onto her nose, Yun Ya frowned secretly, leaned back a bit, and grabbed a napkin to wipe it herself: "I can wipe it myself." Qin Du’s gaze rippled, deep sorrow flashing through. His girl had grown up, found the man she loved, the once common closeness now forbidden, he no longer had the right to be close to her. Although Qin Du hid it well, his gaze still made her uneasy. If she deliberately maintained a distance, it would spell the end of over a decade of their sibling-like relationship, which was not what she wished to see. Yet human hearts are the most unpredictable, especially where feelings are concerned. One wrong move and she feared she would regret it deeply. In a flash of thought, Yun Ya met his gaze with a smile and changed the subject: "Brother Ah Du, regarding Aunt Die’s situation, what did Uncle Qin say?" This was also the reason she was seeking him out today. Follow current novels on novel·fire·net Qin Du collected his thoughts, his brow furrowed as he said, "I had intended to tell you about it once I was finished with the work at hand. I didn’t expect you to come to me first. Dad came back very late last night. I mentioned it to him, and he was very silent at the time, telling me that he would think it over carefully." "That means there’s still room to maneuver. We can’t rush this matter or pressure Uncle Qin. He’ll probably figure it out himself, but it can’t take too long because Aunt Die’s pregnancy is becoming noticeable. I fear it won’t be long before she’s exposed. Aunt Die is a bit thick-skinned, and since she’s never been pregnant before, she’s convinced herself otherwise and uses medication to control her periods, so she hasn’t noticed yet. But that doesn’t mean she won’t realize it later. Don’t doubt a woman’s intuition in this matter." If there were no child, Aunt Die and Uncle Qin might continue to drag things out indefinitely, but with a child involved, Uncle Qin would surely take responsibility. Qin Du nodded in agreement: "That’s the logic. Dad has been quite busy lately, probably too preoccupied to consider these issues, but I think he already has an answer in his heart. You tell Aunt Die to rest assured and focus on taking care of the baby, and not to worry about anything else." "President Qin?" interrupted an inconvenient voice suddenly. Qin Du furrowed his brows and turned to look. A corpulent man in his forties with a slick appearance approached, accompanied by a coquettish woman; on seeing Qin Du, he eagerly greeted him, "I thought I was mistaken, but it really is you, sir."