When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 89 - 0: Unexpected Encounter (First Order, Please Support)

Chapter 89: Chapter 089: Unexpected Encounter (First Order, Please Support)

Jiang Shuyao didn’t know until she got in the car that that bastard Pei Yan had already left on his motorcycle.

The one who came to pick her up was Uncle Pei’s assistant, with the surname Jiang, a young man around thirty years old.

The two had met before, so their interaction wasn’t too awkward.

The place for the meal wasn’t far from Yunzhong, and they arrived at Yufu Private House after a brief chat on the road.

Pei Donghan had typical Southern Chinese traits, and aside from business entertaining, his meals were extremely light and health-conscious.

Considering that his two children were growing, he chose this Chinese restaurant for its moderate distance and nutritious, nourishing food.

A few minutes earlier, Pei Yan had arrived before Jiang Shuyao, and when he lifted the curtain to enter, Old Pei was sitting by the window sipping a cup of white tea.

Seeing his son nonchalantly pull out the chair across from him and sit down, pouring himself a glass of water and showing no intention of calling out to anyone.

Pei Donghan wasn’t surprised by his behavior and couldn’t be bothered to argue. His gaze landed on the bandaged hand of his son, and he raised an eyebrow, "Bare-hand smashing glass, truly my son, Pei Donghan."

He thought about how he had just landed that morning and immediately received a message about his kid breaking the school rules. He thought the boy had beaten up a teacher again, but he was relieved to find out it was only a broken window.

After hearing what his father said, the person across lazily lifted his eyelids and said coolly, "Lin Zhen is ashamed of me, you are proud of me, no wonder we never get along."

The son’s mockery was a direct jab at the father’s heart.

Pei Donghan’s face changed colors, finally settling with a sigh to mark the end of the conversation.

After a while, he took a box out from the chair next to him and pushed it in front of his son, "Open it and see if you like it."

Pei Yan glanced indifferently at the black logo on the box. Without unpacking it, he could tell what it was.

The latest RKing skiing outfit, a global limited edition release; surely Pei Donghan put some thought into getting his son this item on his trip to California.

Pei Yan didn’t say he liked it, nor did he say he didn’t. He took the item, then listened as his father suddenly brought up the last skiing competition at Qingcheng Mountain.

"Many people fought over that painting, but I didn’t expect you, kid, to win it. Quite capable, indeed."

Pei Donghan held his teacup, observing his son’s reaction, then asked, "So, did you win any girl’s favor?"

"..."

The air quieted down.

Pei Yan slowly lifted his head to look directly at the man opposite him, his eyes void of warmth, "You’ve been spying on me?"

At that moment, the waiter came in to serve the dishes, guessing by the time, Assistant Jiang should be arriving any moment.

Facing his son’s question, Pei Donghan calmly took a sip of tea.

"Your little schemes, I saw through them years ago, no need for spying."

Then he cautioned him, "Yaoyao is still young, don’t distract her from her studies. If anything happens, it won’t be easy to explain to Old Jiang."

Pei Yan turned his face away and sneered, "Look after yourself; we are two of a kind."

Of course, Pei Donghan knew what the boy was insinuating.

Next week, Lin Zhen would return home for tomb-sweeping, and inevitably the family of three would have to meet.

The kid always thought he wanted to get back with Lin Zhen and remarry her, but actually...

Pei Donghan sighed, not wanting to think about his ex-wife anymore.

Soon Assistant Jiang arrived upstairs with Jiang Shuyao. The girl entered, promptly greeting everyone mannerly, and Pei Donghan began to lavish praise on her, instantly enlivening the previously quiet private room.

At those moments, away from the public eye, Chairman Zhizhen didn’t show any signs of being a boss. Eating with the kids might be one of his rare times to relax among his busy schedule of social engagements.

He had specially invited Shuyao for today’s meal to celebrate Pei Yan’s birthday together.

Over tea, Pei Donghan watched the two children across from him with affection.

Although one was in the heavens and the other on earth, the nature of fate was indistinct and indescribable.

Let’s see what the future holds.

After finishing her meal and with still some time before class, Jiang Shuyao decided to visit a nearby bookstore. Just after getting off at the shopping mall and having walked only a few steps, the noisy sound of a motorcycle engine whizzed by from behind.

She turned around subconsciously, only managing to see the retreating back of a young man.

The streets were crowded with people at this time; wasn’t that guy worried about hitting someone?

Forget it, her worrying was futile; she didn’t feel like dealing with him, so she withdrew her gaze and entered the bookstore.

Speaking of coincidences, just as she turned the corner on the second floor, she ran into Lu Chen.

Both of them were momentarily stunned, then exchanged smiles without saying a word.

After participating in competitions for several years in a row, she had nearly exhausted all the available problems on the market.

Previously, Lu Chen had discovered that this bookstore had changed owners and updated a good number of competition-related question banks, so today he thought of trying his luck here.

Another person with the same idea was Jiang Shuyao.

Both reached the physics section and began to sift through the materials undisturbed.

Half an hour later, two towering stacks of materials were united, and Lu Chen carried them over to the self-checkout machine, scanning the barcode of each book.

"That’s a total of five hundred and eight, I’ll pay with my phone first."

Jiang Shuyao nodded, silently noting the prices of her books, planning to transfer the money to Lu Chen later.

The materials were somewhat heavy; she felt bad letting him carry them all by himself.

So she went to the front desk for a bag, then took a few books to carry herself.

Lu Chen did not refuse, but before descending the stairs, he kindly took the bag with his other hand to share the load.

This time, they took the elevator straight down, and as they walked out of the mall, they faced a group of kids on roller skates.

To avoid the children, Jiang Shuyao lost her balance and ended up bumping into Lu Chen’s chest.

Her height reached just below his chin, and the faint fragrance from her hair made Lu Chen’s breath catch.

After a half-second pause, he instinctively placed his hand protectively on her shoulder, guiding her beside him to prevent another collision.

Jiang Shuyao came to her senses and looked up at him with a dazed expression to say thanks.

But from another angle, their posture appeared quite intimate.

At the entrance of the mall, a young man stood still like a statue, with one hand in his pocket and coldness deep in his eyes.

With a sinister, cold smile on his lips, he took long strides towards the two of them.

Jiang Shuyao had barely taken a step back when she saw a hand clad in black leather gloves enter her field of vision.

The hand grabbed Lu Chen by the collar and flung him away.

She was shocked on the spot and turned to meet Pei Yan’s bleak eyes.

Her goofy look made him want to bite her fiercely.

He dared not do such a thing now but swore to one day take back a hundredfold from her.

Pei Yan didn’t look at Jiang Shuyao; his chilly gaze drifted nonchalantly to Lu Chen.

He sneered, "I wonder how the school will deal with the father after I’ve hit Principal Lu’s son."

Lu Chen’s eyes narrowed, and his expression darkened.

Jiang Shuyao couldn’t figure out where this bastard had sprung from, only feeling a faint headache. She walked over, grabbed his sleeve, and spoke with restrained anger, "What are you going crazy for, he was just helping me."