At noon, after Qi Sheng and Han Yue finished lunch, he coolly departed.
Han Yue watched his retreating figure, reluctant to see him go.
She glanced at the long string of numbers in her mobile banking app's savings balance and smiled with satisfaction.
For her, money was the one thing that could give her a sense of security.
Well, except for an exceptional man like Qi Sheng.
An old man like Li Chengqian couldn't hope to enter her heart, not even in his dreams.
Li Chengqian was waiting for Han Yue downstairs the whole time.
The moment he saw her come out, he walked over.
"Han Yue, I need to talk to you."
"Go on. I'm listening."
Han Yue was getting impatient, but she nodded, remembering that if it weren't for him, she never would have had the chance to get close to Qi Sheng.
"There's a coffee shop over there. Let's talk inside."
Li Chengqian didn't want to discuss these things right at the hotel entrance.
He found a relatively quiet coffee shop.
