Chapter 1570: Leaving Tonight

“So popular at school, huh?” Yaen Chi teased.

Ye Wanting blushed, “No, not really.”

“Hmm?”

“Just occasionally, not often.”

He laughed, “You don’t want to agree, but you don’t reject them yourself. You’re hesitant in speaking, which easily leads people to misunderstand, thinking you’re leaving room for them to make a move.”

“No way, I just rarely encounter such situations and don’t know what to say. I’ll manage next time.”

“It’s okay if you can’t,” Yaen Chi said, “Call me and I’ll handle it.”

“…” She bit her lip, “Brother Chi!”

Yaen Chi’s mood lifted considerably, “I won’t tease you anymore.”

She continued kicking stones on the playground as she walked, murmured a few attempts to start a conversation but didn’t know how to continue, then fell silent again.

Yaen Chi waited for her and suddenly said, “If there’s someone suitable, start dating.”

“Hmm?”

He said, “You’re at an age where dating isn’t strange. If you like someone, start a relationship.”

Ye Wanting said, “I don’t want to date. I haven’t decided where to go after graduation. Any relationship would be long-distance. I’d rather focus on my studies; it’s just two years, and I’ll have plenty of chances later when things are stable.”

Yaen Chi raised his eyebrows, the joy in his gaze deepening, and he responded lightly, “Okay.”

Soon, Ye Wanting’s classmates came over, and she hung up the call.

The cigarette in Yaen Chi’s hand had long burned out. He stubbed it out and tossed it into the trash can.

Mo Tingshen came out looking for him, and as their eyes met, another call came in.

Yaen Chi glanced at it, wearing a look of resignation. He showed the screen to Mo Tingshen, who nodded and stayed put without approaching.

“Grandpa.”

The old chief of staff was calling.

“You need to set off now, head to the southwest.”

Yaen Chi curled his lips slightly, “Grandpa, it’s my birthday today. At least let me get through it.”

“There’s news about your brother. His whereabouts were just uncovered, but by the time we got there, he had already left. His men tipped him off!”

Yaen Chi’s relaxed expression instantly hardened, and he asked solemnly, “How long ago did you receive the news?”

“Half an hour ago!”

Half an hour ago, the exact time of the incident must have been earlier.

Li Jian is in danger.

If it were within controllable limits, the old chief of staff wouldn’t react like this.

Yaen Chi said, “I’m going right now. Don’t worry, and don’t contact me—wait for my news.”

The old chief of staff remained silent for a moment, “Be careful, I can’t afford to lose both of you.”

Yaen Chi’s lips tightened, the color drained from his face as he replied, “Understood,” and ended the call.

Mo Tingshen heard everything and said, “I’ll lend you my private jet.”

“No, yours is too conspicuous. I’ll use Brother Yan’s; he has connections, so I can keep my whereabouts more discreet.”

Yaen Chi needed to find Bo Yanching, who happened to come out looking for him. Although he didn’t catch the old chief’s call, he heard Yaen Chi’s words and didn’t utter a word of nonsense, “Follow me.”

Yaen Chi immediately complied.

Mo Tingshen didn’t follow; he returned to the private room, where he needed to ensure the safety of everyone inside tonight, especially Nan Jiaojiao.

Before Bo Yanching left, he must have given Nan Jiaojiao some instructions.

The dinner dispersed quickly; with the birthday boy gone, they lost interest in celebrating.

Mo Tingshen took Nan Jiaojiao home.

She kept her phone on, waited after showering, snacked on the sofa, but her phone didn’t ring. In the dead of night, the door lock softly clicked—she didn’t turn around, got up directly, and ran to the door.

She plunged into the man’s embrace.