Pei Qinghan looked at the spiraling fragrant tea in the cup, his eyes misty and confused, and said in a low voice: "Brother Qing is sly, not someone you can easily deal with. Last night, you were too reckless." Yun Ya’s brows furrowed, and he clenched his fists tightly: "I was careless." Pei Qinghan looked at her fair and jade-like face and sighed: "You have done well enough already." Yun Ya raised her eyes to meet his: "But I still have to thank you. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have been able to find out so quickly." "How many times have I told you, there’s no need to thank me, but if it puts your mind at ease, then I don’t mind." Yun Ya pressed her lips together and lowered her gaze. "About the cornea issue, thank you. I know if it weren’t for you, I might have had to wait longer." "You have helped me so much, it’s just a small effort on my part. You don’t need to keep it on your mind." Between the two of them, they appeared close, yet felt as distant as if separated by mountains and rivers. Every time he wanted to get closer, she would always shut him out of her heart, never letting him in. Pei Qinghan felt a bit of loss inside. He didn’t know what kind of feelings he held for this girl, whether it was affection, like, or love. He himself couldn’t distinguish clearly. He just felt the urge to be close to her whenever he saw her, and felt hurt and sad when she kept her distance. The heart that had been calm for over a decade rippled slightly like a stone thrown into it when she appeared, causing waves and eddies. Thɪs chapter is updated by noⅴelfire.net She was always somewhat different for him, but where exactly did this difference come from? He couldn’t figure it out, nor did he want to. His thoughts flickered, and he didn’t want her to show this perfunctory attitude in front of him. This was not what he wanted. He turned his head to look at Fu Bai standing on the second floor, an unspoken message in his eyes. Fu Bai thought, hadn’t they only spoken a few words before revealing their trump card? This method of wooing wasn’t very effective. However, Pei Qinghan’s gaze was determined, containing a hint of coldness and warning. Fu Bai didn’t dare disobey and could only accept the order. Yun Ya heard footsteps coming from upstairs and instinctively looked up. The young man was dressed in white clothes and white pants, but at the moment, his outfit was stained with dust. Beneath his disheveled hair was a fair and handsome face, looking slightly haggard. His eyes, however, were as clear and pure as if washed by water. Despite being dirty all over, it didn’t detract from his crystal-like clean aura, like a pearl in the dust, its brilliance hard to conceal. Seeing Yun Ya, a trace of grievance crossed the young man’s eyes, and a layer of moisture gradually spread in his eyes. Yun Ya stood up in disbelief, then strode over and held him tightly in her arms. She hadn’t expected that the Miaomiao she had been looking for all night would be with Pei Qinghan. The heart that had been hanging high finally settled at this moment. Miaomiao clutched tightly at the hem of her clothes, the facade of calmness completely breaking down at this moment. "My people found him last night. He was very cautious, neither changing clothes nor eating. I was planning to send him over early, but...." He glared at Fu Bai, who had caused trouble and forcibly brought Yun Ya here. He understood Fu Bai’s dedication, but feelings couldn’t be forced. Yun Ya let go of him, looked him up and down: "Are you hurt anywhere?" Yun Miao pressed his lips together and shook his head, but his hand tightly held Yun Ya’s, gripping it so hard as if afraid she would disappear in the blink of an eye. Yun Ya felt even more guilty. She held Yun Miao and walked to Pei Qinghan, sincerely saying: "You saved Miaomiao, which means you saved me. This life-saving grace, I will remember it in my heart. In the future, if you need anything, just let me know." Every time she wanted to draw a clear line with him, she always ended up owing him more. It was like a vicious cycle, leaving Yun Ya feeling nothing but helplessness. Pei Qinghan chuckled lightly and shook his head. She always defined things so clearly between them, and other than helping her, what else could he do? After Yun Ya and Yun Miao left, Fu Bai anxiously said: "Boss, why didn’t you take the opportunity to build more rapport with Miss Ji? You’ve done so much for her silently, yet you don’t say a word. When will Miss Ji ever notice you? When will you two finally get together?" Pei Qinghan’s face darkened. He looked coldly at Fu Bai, making his heart tremble slightly. That look, although seemingly calm, was icy, indicating that the boss was truly angered. "Only this once. There won’t be a next time. Otherwise, I won’t keep a disobedient subordinate by my side." Fu Bai shivered with fear, quickly lowering his gaze: "Understood." Pei Qinghan sighed lightly and said quietly: "The tighter you grasp the sand in your hand, the faster it slips away." Fu Bai scratched his head, feeling utterly confused. The profound words left him completely at a loss. His love was not about holding tight, but about letting go. That was his choice.