Chapter 122.3: He Says He Doesn't Remember
In the evening, Ren Yan found some time and asked her out
for dinner.
Over dinner, she casually told Ren Yan that Li Tang had
asked her out for coffee again that afternoon.
Ren Yan's brows knitted together.
"She asked you out again. What's she planning?"
Chu Qianmiao turned and looked directly at Ren Yan, saying,
"She's playing tricks on us and trying to sow discord between us."
"
Her eyes shone brightly, a gaze filled with openness and a
willingness to conceal nothing. Anyone harboring secrets would feel guilty when
such a glance swept across their faces.
Ren Yan looked at Chu Qianmiao and asked, "How is she
trying to sow discord between us?"
He knew her gaze was drawing him in.
Chu Qianmiao looked at him, smiled, and said, "She said
you must not have introduced me to your family."
Ren Yan remained silent.
Time seemed to stand still beside him, and his thoughts also
froze, a blank. It had finally come to this. He had always hoped to resolve
this issue before she brought it up, but in the end, it was too late.
When he regained consciousness, he heard himself explaining
to her, "My family—my parents—are deceased, and I still have a
grandmother. She doesn't really approve of me dating; she's not in good
health." His thoughts and explanations were fragmented.
Chu Qianmiao asked, "Then, can you tell me why she
objects to your relationship?" She was halfway to asking if it had
anything to do with your decision not to marry.
But she didn't. Asking would have made it seem as if she was
desperate to get married.
Her thoughts raced, recalling what Li Tang had told her
earlier. Li Tang had said that he was so steadfast in his decision not to marry
because he had a girl in his heart. Perhaps he had hurt that girl, or perhaps
he had been hurt by that girl, and that was why he was the way he was.
So, if there was such a girl, could she be the reason his
grandmother forbade him from dating? Who was that girl? Where was she? Perhaps
she was still alive?
She didn't dare think any further. The more she thought, the
more her heart ached.
Ren Yan stared at her for a long moment. His expression was
as calm and composed as possible, but his eyes betrayed the turmoil in his
heart. Finally, he tried to sound confident. "Qianmiao, give me a little
more time." Chu Qianmiao looked at Ren Yan for a long moment, then nodded
gently.
"Okay," she said.
After dinner, Ren Yan dropped Chu Qianmiao off first. Then
he drove home as fast as he could. Upon arriving, he immediately called the
live-in nanny to ask if Grandma was asleep. The nanny told him, "She just
took her medicine and is getting ready for bed."
Ren Yan told the nanny, "Tell Grandma to wait a moment.
I'll go check on her." "
He put down the phone and walked out of the house. In the
two-unit apartment, he walked directly to the door opposite and unlocked it
with his fingerprint.
The next day was the weekend, and Ren Yan picked up Chu
Qianmiao for lunch.
They had Japanese food in a private room. The room was
private, with dim yellow lighting that made the food look even more delicious
than the food itself.
So, halfway through the meal, Ren Yan pulled Chu Qianmiao
into a kiss. He blamed his impulsiveness on her, saying that when she ate, her
tongue would always dart out and lick her lips, a tantalizing touch.
In the past, Chu Qianmiao's kisses would have starved her of
oxygen, causing her heart to race. But today, her breathing was steady, her
thoughts clear. She could even focus on the occasional clatter of footsteps
outside the room, figuring out who was behind them.
Later, her heart grew further and further apart. As he
kissed her mouth, she mentally calculated how many days of food she had left to
eat. Finally, he noticed her distraction and, somewhat unwillingly, intensified
the kiss, his tongue tracing every corner of her mouth.
Her heartbeat quickened, her breathing quickened.
He had once again aroused her. She, too, felt a little
unwilling to give up, unwilling to surrender like this.
Yesterday, she had clearly decided not to indulge his l*stful
indulgence within the time he'd promised her. When the message he received from
her and the message she received from him weren't equal, she found herself
becoming calculating.
Before blushing, she gently pushed him away and said,
"Senior, let's eat."
Ren Yan rubbed her lips, wet from kisses, and said,
"Okay," in a hoarse voice. After dinner, Ren Yan asked Chu Qianmiao
where she wanted to go. "Take me home," she said. "Little Daogu
wants to talk to me about something." After a pause, she added, "It's
something between girls." "
It wasn't anything serious between girls. She just wanted to
go home and didn't want him to ask any more questions.
They took the elevator down to the parking lot.
A child was standing in front of Ren Yan's car, spitting at
his Mercedes-Benz logo in a disgusting way.
Chu Qianmiao and Ren Yan both frowned.
In the next parking space, two adults, likely the child's
mother and grandmother, were stuffing things into the trunk.
Chu Qianmiao walked over and told the child to move away,
saying they were leaving.
The child acted as if he hadn't heard her and continued
spitting, even kicking the car.
Chu Qianmiao asked Ren Yan to get in first. "Senior,
leave these family matters to me. It's beneath you to get involved."
"
She stuffed Ren Yan into the car and turned back to the
child. The child was still angrily spitting at the car logo.
Chu Qianmiao walked over, bent down, and asked the child
with a pleasant face, "Why are you spitting on this car and kicking
it?"
The child raised his head and answered confidently,
"It's better than my car."
Chu Qianmiao nodded. This child was a bit naughty, so she
should find his parents.
She called out to the old man and the child, asking them to
take the child away. She thought that if she could hear the adults say sorry,
they would not let them clean the car logo and hood.
But the two adults came over and said, "Hey, he's still
a child. Why are you being so mean to him?"
Chu Qianmiao nodded again.
Naughty children are spoiled by naughty parents.
She decided to retract her previous decision. She had to
make them clean the car logo and hood.
"I just checked, and your son kicked it and scratched
the front of my car. Repairing it will be quite expensive. Now I'm giving you
two options. One is to clean the saliva off my car logo and the footprints on
the front. The scratches will be fine, and I'll take the insurance and not
pursue you. The other is that I'll go to the property management to check the
surveillance footage, and we'll take this matter to court. You'll have to pay
me for the repairs, and you'll also be responsible for the legal costs. By the
way, let me introduce myself. I'm a lawyer. Oh, and when the compensation
decision comes out, I'll send a copy to your son's kindergarten."
The child's grandmother wanted to give a bear, but the
child's mother grabbed her and whispered, "The other kids will laugh at
our baby at kindergarten," she said.
The child's mother finally relented and took out a tissue to
clean the car logo and front.
The child pouted again, as if to spit again.
Chu Qianmiao leaned over and said to him, "If you keep
pouting and spitting like that, you'll end up uglier than your fellow
kindergarteners." "
The child closed his mouth and immediately stopped vomiting.
After wiping the front logo, the child's mother muttered in
confusion, "There's not even a scratch."
Chu Qianmiao ignored her and got in the car.
Ren Yan couldn't help but quirk his lips as he steered the
car out of the parking space.
"You always have a way with naughty kids." "
Chu Qianmiao immediately turned to look at him.
He was steering, winding through the exits and driving down
the road.
Chu Qianmiao looked at his profile, and for a moment, she
felt an unsettling sensation in her chest.
A bit confused, a bit muffled, a dull ache.
She had only ever dealt with two naughty kids. One was the
one just now, and the other was in college. He was there that time.
But he later said he didn't remember.
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