The next day, Gu Shengyin informed her family early, saying she had plans to hang out with friends today and wouldnât be home for dinner.
Mo Zhongliangâs approach to his daughterâs upbringing was always one of relaxed oversight. As long as her studies werenât neglected, the rest of her free time was left for her own planning.
Right after school, Gu Shengyin saw Yu Qingyunâs car waiting nearby.
"Is it just the two of us today?" Gu Shengyin looked around.
Most of the time, it was the driver driving.
Yu showed a slight, faint smile: "Just the two of us."
Gu Shengyin didnât see anything wrong with that.
She shrugged and got into the front passenger seat.
She asked, "I heard from Qingyue that Brother Yu wants to treat me to a meal because of what happened last time?"
Yu Qingyun was momentarily stunned, knowing that his sister might have come up with an excuse for him.
He nodded slightly: "Yes, and no."
Gu Shengyin laughed: "Looks like youâve learned how to keep people guessing too?"
The destination today was not unfamiliar to Gu Shengyin.
The teahouse where they first met.
Still on the third floor.
Yu Qingyun saw Gu Shengyinâs gaze and explained: "This teahouse is under my name, and this third floor is a private area, not open to guests."
No wonder. Gu Shengyin nodded in understanding.
It was still the same refreshing scent of tea, and even the position of the tables and chairs hadnât changed.
Yu Qingyun spoke: "Beiye, make me a pot of tea, please."
Gu Shengyin teased: "I heard youâre supposed to treat me to a meal, how come Iâm the one making tea instead? Thatâs quite a loss."
Yu Qingyun smiled at her words: "Donât worry, you wonât miss out on a meal. I just want to talk to you before dinner."
The water on the stove hadnât boiled yet, and Gu Shengyin wasnât in a hurry. Instead, she was more curious to know what he wanted to discuss.
She sat on the chair, her large eyes clear and full of curiosity.
Yu Qingyun had conducted various negotiations with different people many times before.
Each time, he was almost always confident.
But this time, he couldnât predict the outcome.
He began: "I heard from Qingyue that you have many admirers at school. Whatâs your take on that?"
Being indirect was never the style of the Eldest Son of the Yu family; when he wanted to know something, he would ask directly.
Gu Shengyin was a bit surprised, seemingly not expecting him to ask this question.
Her face blushed, which was a natural reaction of a young teenager: "I... I donât actually have any thoughts."
Yu Qingyun was satisfied with this answer.
No thoughts meant she hadnât fallen for anyone.
He asked again: "Iâve heard there are even boys at school confessing to you?"
Gu Shengyinâs expression froze slightly at this.
Yu Qingyun was originally just probing Mo Beiyeâs attitude towards this, but seeing her reaction, there really were boys who confessed to her?
Yu Qingyun felt a slight itch in his hand.
Gu Shengyin cleared her throat and said: "There... there was one."
Yu Qingyun asked calmly: "Does that disgust you?"
Gu Shengyin shook her head.
From Mo Beiyeâs perspective, she was a girl, hearing a confession from the opposite sex wouldnât be disgusting.
From her own perspective, race was irrelevant; why would gender matter?
She shook her head: "If I like someone or reject someone, the reasons would absolutely not be related to gender, nationality, or anything like that."
After she finished, she saw Yu Qingyunâs face break into a smile.
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