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18: Chapter 18 Alone Together (1) 18: Chapter 18 Alone Together (1) Meanwhile, An Yiqing was blissfully unaware that she had been flagged as a person of interest.

With Gu Tingting’s chattiness resembling that of a jubilant magpie, An Yiqing’s afternoon passed by without too much boredom.

As the sun set, casting a warm yellow glow across the land, the outline of a crescent moon began to emerge on the horizon.

Gu Yelin expertly drove to the dormitory building where An Yiqing resided, and picked up his phone to call the number he had memorized several times over.

“Hello?” A soft and melodious voice, akin to that of a oriole, gently flowed into Gu Yelin’s ear, slowly warming his cold and profound black eyes.

“This is Gu Yelin.”
“Ah?” He could picture the little woman on the other end of the line, her surprised expression delightful, which made him smile with amusement.

“Tingting’s phone is broken, and I couldn’t contact her, so I had to look up your number.

It’s a bit presumptuous, sorry.” As if afraid of alarming the person on the other end, Gu Yelin rushed to explain.

Gu Tingting, who was currently sitting beside An Yiqing eavesdropping on the phone conversation, almost bit her tongue when Gu Yelin apologized.

When had Third Young Master Gu ever apologized?

At last, she believed the saying “All are equal before love.” Tsk tsk, the imposing Third Brother, so irresistible and mighty, had been utterly captivated by the muddleheaded Qingqing.

Hahahaha!

Heaven truly has eyes!

An Yiqing, after hearing Gu Yelin’s reasonable explanation, didn’t think too much of it.

“Then I’ll pass the phone to Tingting,” she said.

Before she finished, she heard Gu Yelin say, “No need, I’m downstairs at your dormitory.

Come down, let’s go out to eat.” Hear that!

Hear that!

Third Young Master Gu had smoothly turned “you guys come down” into “you come down,” tsk tsk, such finesse.

An Yiqing hung up the phone, feeling conflicted.

Why did she have this nagging feeling that something was off?

She glanced at Gu Tingting, sensing the answer right before her eyes, yet despite thinking it over, she couldn’t pinpoint what was amiss.

Gu Tingting watched An Yiqing with a look of confusion on her face, inwardly snickering at Third Gu’s skill at creating diversions.

She hadn’t expected the usually clever Qing to be so dense about matters of the heart.

She had missed the clear flirtation entirely.

Tsk tsk, every match has its master.

But that left the question, between Qingqing and Third Gu, who had conquered whom?

Gu Yelin sat in his car, pondering, and as he looked up, he saw An Yiqing and Gu Tingting emerge from the building.

An Yiqing was dressed in a light blue tracksuit, accentuating her already slender waist to appear even more delicate.

Her simple ponytail, her delicate face, and her large eyes twinkling, all bore a softly gentle demeanor.

Gu Yelin immediately got out of the car, his eyes fixated on the approaching beauty.

An Yiqing stood before Gu Yelin, giving him a nod with a smile.

After spending twenty minutes together at noon, the distance between them had unknowingly closed significantly.

Gu Tingting, giggling, hopped into the back seat, swiftly shutting the door behind her, leaving An Yiqing outside.

“Hee hee, Qingqing, why don’t you sit in the front?

I’m sleepy, I’ll take a nap.” She said.

An Yiqing looked at Gu Tingting’s beaming face with speechless exasperation.

Before she could refuse, Gu Yelin, the gentleman, opened the passenger door, “Get in.”
Seeing this, An Yiqing no longer protested.

She nodded in thanks and got into the car.

Gu Yelin closed the door with ease and exchanged a knowing glance with Gu Tingting, signaling to proceed according to plan.

Penglai Residence, a renowned high-end restaurant in Xuandu City, was always sought after for its delicious and exquisite cuisine.

It was only someone like Gu Yelin who had the clout to have the owner reserve an exclusive private room specially for him.

The restaurant’s decor was exquisitely traditional, with a dominant theme of national style.

Bright red lanterns hung high above beams, the intricate carving of the windows was precise, the dark red tablecloth embroidered with propitious cloud patterns was strikingly festive, and even the dinnerware used to serve the dishes was specially crafted.