The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

In the restaurant.

The waiter served the steak they ordered, which was steaming hot with an egg sunny side up, sizzling on the pan.

Ai Bao felt like bursting into tears.

“Mr. An, you’re so nice.”

An Yibei had asked for a glass of ice water and was sipping at it while he instructed Ai Bao on how to get her money back.

Listening to him, Ai Bao even forgot to eat her steak. “Are you sure about this…”

“Let me ask you this: do you want your money or not?” An Yibei looked at her with an impassive face.

“Of course I do!” Ai Bao nodded. It was 100,000 yuan; it was all her savings since college.

“Then do as I say.”

“Yes!”

Once the details of the plan were ironed out, Ai Bao went back to her food with teary eyes.

This was so delicious! Mr. An was the best man in the world!

An Yibei kept his gaze on her. She was the most ordinary girl: pretty, not the sharpest knife in the drawer, and as innocent as a lamb.

As dumb as she was, she looked… rather cute when she ate.

Sorry about his poor choice of words, but he really couldn’t come up with anything better.

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An Yibei paid for lunch, then went back to the firm together with Ai Bao.

There was a meeting in the afternoon and discussion on some minor cases. Then it was the end of the day.

Ai Bao went downstairs to clock out when Xiaomi said tartly, “They told me that you had lunch with Mr. An today.”

“Well, I did. Teehee,” Ai Bao admitted shyly, scratching her head.

Xiaomi took it as her showing off and glared at her. “Why are you gloating? It’s just lunch!”

The accountant and the cashier walked past them at that moment, and chuckled at Xiaomi’s comment. “Xiaomi, have you ever seen Mr. An share a meal with anyone else?”

That rendered Xiaomi speechless. Miss Zhao, the accountant, held Ai Bao’s hands and said, “Baobao, don’t forget me when you become rich! Mr. An has the money, the brains, the good looks, and no vices. Men like that are so hard to come by these days! Don’t let this opportunity slip by!”

Ai Bao smiled awkwardly. “It’s not like that. He was just being nice and helpful…”

Because she was too broke to even afford lunch…

“Ai Bao.” The familiar voice rang out. “Let’s go.”

“Right! Coming!” Ai Bao left in a hurry.

An Yibei walked off in long strides and Ai Bao had to trot after him to catch up.

The onlookers were astonished.

Miss Wang, the cashier, said, “Wow, they’re leaving together now? Something must be going on between those two.”

Miss Zhao chimed in, “It must be! I heard from our colleagues in Ye City that Mr. An is quite quick-tempered. He made Ye Qingqing, that pretty lawyer from Ye City, cry in court. But the way he treated Ai Bao… well, how should I put it? He was really gentle with her!”

Miss Wang agreed with her. “That’s so true. Gosh, if only I were a few years younger… I’d love to have Mr. An as a boyfriend, too!”

The two went on chatting and Xiaomi was infuriated.

“What’s so great about him? He’s well over thirty and not even married! Take him!” Xiaomi stormed off after those bitter and sarcastic words.

Miss Zhao and Miss Wang exchanged knowing looks.

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SR Entertainment Company.

Ai Bao sat in the car and asked anxiously, “Are you sure about this?”

“You were part of it when we drew up the plan and you’re backing off now?” An Yibei snorted.

Ai Bao blushed. “But what if…”

“No buts,” said An Yibei casually. “You picked the spot, you checked his schedule, and you’re the one holding a grudge against him. So, if anything happens, you’re the mastermind and I’m only the accomplice.”

Ai Bao felt like crying. Fine, she would stop talking now. What was she thinking, trying to argue with a lawyer?