在线欧美精品第1页。^&

“Ah?” Si Fuqing looked up, surprised. “How come you’re here?” She had only informed Feng San of her whereabouts.

“I was having dinner nearby and just happened to come by,” Lin Qingchen checked the time. “I’m here to say goodbye to Miss Si. I have a flight at eight and need to leave now.”

“Thank you for your hard work,” Si Fuqing nodded in appreciation. “You really helped me out today. If you ever need anything, just let me know.”

“It’s me who should thank you,” Lin Qingchen smiled again. “Miss Si, you’re always welcome to visit us in Sijiu City.”

Si Fuqing waved, “Bye then.”

Yu Yao stood still, unable to process the scene.

By the time he regained his composure, Si Fuqing and Lin Qingchen had already left.

He pursed his lips in thought.

How did Si Fuqing know Lin Qingchen?

They were from completely different circles.

He knew that Great Xia TV was preparing a reality show set in a hospital, but that had no connection to Si Fuqing.

She hadn’t even completed high school, let alone understood medicine.

Yu Yao, standing far away, couldn’t hear their conversation, but the genuine smile on Lin Qingchen’s face was unmistakable.

Could it be that Si Fuqing had set her sights on entering the prestigious Lin family ofSijiu City?

But the Lins, a scholarly family, wouldn’t likely be interested in an actress.

Pushing aside his thoughts, Yu Yao loosened his tie and got into his car.

He felt he should warn the Lin family about this.

In the parking lot behind the mall, Feng San picked up Si Fuqing.

Noticing the several gift boxes she carried, he asked, “Miss Si, what are these?”

“It’s a secret,” Si Fuqing closed the door. “Drive quickly; I can’t wait to see the boss.”

Although puzzled, Feng San didn’t dare to disobey.

He drove back to the villa at the fastest speed without attracting police attention.

Dinner was ready, prepared by the chef from Linjiang Pavilion — delicious and nutritious.

Yu Tang sat at the dining table as she called out, “Qingqing, come eat.”

“Coming,” Si Fuqing approached, then paused at a voice by her ear, “Wash your hands.”

Si Fuqing and Yu Tang exchanged a speechless look.

Having a parent at the table did diminish the enjoyment of the meal somewhat.

After washing their hands, they sat down again.

“Boss, I have a gift for you,” Si Fuqing said, holding her chopsticks. “Want to see?”

Yu Xiheng tilted his head, curiosity in his eyes.

The girl’s fox-like eyes were bright, resembling a sky-tinted pupil with flowing starlight.

He put down his tea cup and agreed, “Mhmm.”

Si Fuqing stood up, excitedly opening the gift boxes, “Look!”

Feng San and Yu Tang leaned in to see.

Yu Tang exclaimed, “Wow, so many clothes!”

Feng San was also surprised.

She got him clothes?

Yu Xiheng paused, then smiled lightly.

His amber eyes gazed at her, slightly drooping, “What made you think of getting me clothes?”

“I noticed you only wear suits and knitwear, so I picked some different styles,” Si Fuqing pointed to his neatly pressed grey suit. “Though suits do look great on you, trying new styles is important too.”

“Yes, yes,” Yu Tang nodded vigorously. “Clothes make the man. Qingqing’s right! Uncle Nine, try them on; you’ll look even more handsome.”

Feng San instinctively started to speak, “Uncle Nine won’t—I‘

But before he could finish, Yu Xiheng casually picked a box, “This one.”

Feng San, speechless, pushed the wheelchair towards the dressing room.

During Yu Xiheng’s absence, Yu Tang whispered, “Uncle Nine is really frugal with clothes. He buys the same style in bulk – just black and grey suits. He really doesn’t know how to dress. People his age have various suit styles.”

Si Fuqing nodded in agreement.

As they talked, the sound of the wheelchair approached.

Si Fuqing looked up.

It was as if a soft light broke through the clouds, gently falling and scattering luminous glimmers all around.

Yu Xiheng sat in the wheelchair, backlit by the light, his posture straight and dignified.

The clothes fit him perfectly, highlighting the well-defined muscles on his arms, each curve precisely accentuated.

Si Fuqing rested her chin on her hand.

He wasn’t kidding about working out.

Such a physique was undoubtedly the result of years of training.

She applauded herself, “My taste is really good.” Feng San thought to himself.

So, Miss Si is actuallypraising herself, right?

Si Fuqing then turned to the remaining boxes, “There are a few more.” Yu Xiheng paused for a moment, his gaze calm and steady on her, “I’ll try them tomorrow..”