Daddy, Here Is Mommy

The middle-aged man took the opportunity to glance at his wristwatch, smiled, and then stood up.    

Qian Jingchuan also stood up.    

As the two of them walked out of the café, a young man in a black suit walked over to them.    

"Director Mo."    

The middle-aged man nodded to him before turning his head to look at Qian Jingchuan.    

"Jing Chuan, I'm leaving. "Study hard, don't worry about your father, I will take good care of him."    

"Thank you, Uncle Mo."    

Qian Jingchuan pursed his lips and faintly smiled.    

The middle-aged man reached out his hand, patted his shoulder lightly, then followed the man in a black suit and left.    

Qian Jingchuan stood in front of the coffee shop for a while before he got on his bicycle and left.    

At noon, he did not return to the school cafeteria to eat. Instead, he went to a Chinese restaurant outside the academy.    

After entering, he only ordered a bowl of porridge.    

Who would have imagined that this young man in plain clothes was actually the successor of Thousand Ink Corporation?    

While waiting, Qian Jingchuan took out a book from his school bag and carefully read it.    

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Ten minutes later.    

Yuwen Qingge and Ning Qianyu walked in arm in arm. It was unknown what they had just said to each other. Both of them were brimming with youthful smiles.    

"Sister Qianyu, I will still come here." Would you like to order some dishes? "    

After the two of them sat down, Yuwen Qingge took the menu from the waiter, browsed through it twice, and then passed it to Ning Qianyu, who was sitting across from them.    

Ning Qianyu was about to extend her hand to receive it when she caught sight of Qian Jingchuan, who was sitting not far away.    

Yuwen Qingge had her back to him, so she didn't see him.    

"Sister Qianyu, what's wrong?"    

Seeing the change in her expression, the smile on Yuwen Qingge's face froze.    

"Nothing."    

Ning Qianyu lowered her head and looked at the menu as she spoke to the waiter.    

"Gongbao Chicken Ding, Boiled Fish Piece, Liquor-brewed Tofu, Sour Bamboo Soup..."    

After ordering a few dishes, he asked for Yuwen Qingge's opinion.    

"Is that all right?"    

"Sure."    

Yuwen Qingge had stayed at the Yunjing before, so she could eat spicy dishes as well.    

"Let's start with these. If there's not enough, let's start again?"    

"Yes." "Alright."    

Seeing that Yuwen Qingge had no objections, Ning Qianyu handed the menu back to the waiter. However, she couldn't help but glance at Qian Jingchuan.    

Yuwen Qingge was stunned for a moment before she turned her head to look in the direction of her gaze.    

"Hmm? Senior Jing Chuan? "    

Although Qian Jingchuan had his back to them, Yuwen Qingge was still able to recognize him with a single glance, considering the perfect set of clothes and the back of his head.    

"What a coincidence."    

Yuwen Qingge retracted her gaze as the corners of her mouth slightly curled up.    

She had not interacted with Qian Jingchuan that many times, but every time, he gave her a very good feeling. His knowledge was deep, and his personality was cool and not arrogant.    

"Sister Qianyu, should we invite senior over to eat with us?"    

"Forget it."    

When Ning Qianyu heard this, her gaze slightly froze.    

Today was the first time two people had come out for a meal. Yuwen Qingge saw that she was unhappy, so she gave up on this' suggestion '.    

Ning Qianyu glanced at Qian Jingchuan again, and her mood fluctuated a little. Fortunately, the waiter brought her free fruit tea, so Yuwen Qingge didn't notice her.    

"Sister Qianyu, this lime tea is very delicious. You should quickly try it."    

"Alright."    

Ning Qianyu gathered her thoughts, bit the straw, and took two gulps.    

There was a small amount of passion fruit in the lime. It was slightly sour in his mouth, but was very fresh later on.    

"Hmm, not bad at all."    

"Not bad, right?"    

The corner of Yuwen Qingge's mouth curved slightly, but the volume of her voice suddenly rose a little.    

"However, it is still a bit lacking compared to the fruit tea that my mother made. "Sister Qianyu, if you have the chance, come over to my house and have a taste …"    

"Alright."    

Ning Qianyu pursed her lips into a slight smile. His gaze once again fell on Qian Jingchuan's back.