Chapter 107
No, he didn't put any thought into it. Night Yes just randomly took one from his inventory, and he didn't spend any money either, just made a phone call.
Could he say that?
He had to save face in front of his juniors.
Qiao Ying rarely considered other people's feelings and mimicked Qin Hanyue's way of speaking, "Mr. Qin likes it, that's good."
This answer far exceeded Qin Hanyue's expectations.
After all, considering Qiao Ying's personality, he really didn't dare to guarantee what kind of witty, blunt answer she would give before she opened her mouth.
Qin Hanyue smiled and satisfiedly put away his hand, "Since it's a gift from Miss Qiao, of course I like it."
Qin Yuchen held his chopsticks, "......"
Qin Hanyue glanced at him, his tone slightly cold, "What's wrong? Don't like the dishes?"
Qin Yuchen came back to his senses, "No, I like them."
He tightened his grip on the chopsticks and lowered his head to eat.
But he couldn't taste anything.
Qin Hanyue put down his chopsticks and used a napkin to wipe his mouth, "I haven't asked yet, why did you ask Miss Qiao out to dinner?"
Qin Yan: Is it appropriate for Third Master to ask like this? Little Miss was invited out by Young Master Yuchen. Not only did you hijack the lead, but now you're interrogating her?
Qin Yuchen looked at Qiao Ying and honestly said, "Yuchen wanted to properly thank Miss Qiao for saving my life back then."
Qin Hanyue lightly responded with an "Oh."
Qin Yuchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. But then he heard his third uncle continue to ask, "How did you get in contact with Miss Qiao?"
Qin Yuchen was taken aback and quickly said, "I happened to run into Miss Qiao last time I went to Mingshan Hall."
Qin Hanyue immediately turned his head to ask Qiao Ying, "Why did you go to Mingshan Hall?"
Qiao Ying: "To get medicine for my brother."
Qin Hanyue: "What's wrong with your brother?"
Qiao Ying: "Minor problem."
Qin Hanyue: "That's good then."
Qin Yuchen kept his head down and ate quietly throughout. He didn't know what he was eating. All he heard was his third uncle and Qiao Ying talking, with most of the talking done by his third uncle, of course. He only had a chance to speak when his third uncle called on him.
What scared him was that he kept feeling his third uncle glance at him from time to time. Qin Yuchen had to sit up straight.
When Qiao Ying finished eating, the meal was over.
Qin Hanyue: "Qin Yan, go pay the bill." Visitt novelbin(.)co/m for the latest updates
Qin Yuchen quickly stood up, "Uncle, let me. I was the one who invited them to dinner after all. How can I let you pay?"
"I'm your uncle. How can I let a junior pay? Don't worry about it and go back early. I'll take Miss Qiao back to school."
Qin Yuchen: "Yes..."
Qin Hanyue left with Qiao Ying, and Qin Yan went to settle the bill.
Only Qin Yuchen was left in the private room. He sat back in his chair, still confused even after catching his breath.
He suddenly remembered that at the last meeting, his third uncle had received a call from a girl. He was all smiles and politely asked if she had arrived in Beijing, saying he would pick her up from the airport himself.
After the afternoon classes ended,
Qiao Ying dragged a new suitcase as she walked back to the dorms.
As she passed by the basketball court, a basketball came flying towards her.
"Watch out!" Huo Chengdong yelled loudly.
Without even looking, Qiao Ying casually tilted her head to dodge.
The basketball narrowly grazed past her ear and smashed against the wall before rolling to a stop at her feet.
"Sis Ying?" Only then did Huo Chengdong recognize that the girl was Qiao Ying.
Qiao Ying glanced at the basketball by her feet, then looked towards Huo Chengdong on the basketball court. She lifted her foot and hooked the basketball off the ground before catching it easily with one hand.
Huo Chengdong clapped his hands together, "Sis Ying, toss it back!"
Qiao Ying looked at the distant basketball hoop. Then she threw the basketball out with a flick of her arm.
The basketball traced out a beautiful parabola in midair. Under over a dozen watchful gazes, it accurately swished into the basketball hoop without a hitch.
"Holy sh*t!" Huo Chengdong was dumbfounded.
He looked back at Qiao Ying, but she had already walked away dragging her luggage. He hurried to catch up.
"What the heck, how did she make that shot from so far away?"
"And it was with just one hand! How is that monster arm strength even possible when her arms look so skinny? Where does she get that much power from?"
"Not only is she gorgeous, but she can shoot hoops so awesomely too."
Over a dozen male students on the basketball court ogled at Qiao Ying's retreating figure.
Huo Chengdong caught up to Qiao Ying.
"Sis Ying, where are you going with that suitcase?"
Qiao Ying took out Huo Chengdong's phone from her pocket and returned it to him.
Huo Chengdong accepted the phone and took a look: "Holy hell, you cleared the entire game? Sis Ying, you're way too pro! How did you get past everything?"
Qiao Ying dragged her luggage back to the dormitory to pack up.
All three roommates were in.
Upon seeing Qiao Ying enter, one roommate immediately lowered her head to pretend to read a book; another pretended to play with her phone.
Li Shiyin, who had been spacing out, quickly walked out of the dorm room after snapping back to her senses.
After Qiao Ying finished packing, the three roommates had all disappeared.
The so-called house that Qin Hanyue gave her was a detached villa located twenty minutes by foot from Beijing University, in a villa district. It was an entire stand-alone building just nice for one person.
There was a direct public bus to Beijing University right outside that only took four minutes.
The villa itself wasn't big, just two stories, perfectly suitable for her to live alone.
It was fully furnished and the décor wasn't bad either.
The only thing unsatisfactory to Qiao Ying was that the villa district was situated in a prime location, sandwiched between four main busy roads. Next to it was a park and shopping mall. An elevated highway could also be seen from it.
With all that coming and going of people and traffic, it was too lively and neon-lit.
If she wanted to dump a corpse or something, it really wasn't very convenient.
"Do you still like it?" Qin Hanyue asked.