Chapter 2301 Love and Chaos System War 24
The next day at noon, You Le'an went downstairs sleepily to find something to eat.
The restaurant was empty except for two maids who were responsible for cleaning and were chatting in low voices in the corner.
"Have you heard? When the master and his wife came back yesterday, they seemed to have mentioned the matter of the eldest young master..."
"Really? What's that?"
"It seems that they are saying... to arrange a marriage for the young master? After all, he is old enough."
"Ah? Is this true? Will the young master agree?"
"Who knows? Mr. and Mrs. will always have a way..."
The sound was not loud, but it was particularly clear in the quiet early morning.
You Le'an, who was about to turn into the restaurant, was suddenly nailed to the spot.
Marriage?
Jinchen is getting married!
You Le'an's heart suddenly tightened, and the sleepiness that had remained was instantly dispelled.
He held on to the cold wall and managed to stand firmly.
〖Host, your goal is to return to the original world in the end. Don't let your emotions affect your judgment.〗 The villain system came online to try to comfort you.
You Le'an frowned and didn't want to hear a word.
He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the dull pain.
Jinchen was holding him for a nap a few days ago, so how come they suddenly got married?
That's too bad! The villain will criticize you!
No, I have to ask Jinchen.
The phone rang a few times and was finally picked up.
Jinchen gestured to the person who was speaking, "Le'an?"
Hearing this familiar voice, You Le'an's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and a sour feeling of grievance instantly surged up to the tip of his nose.
"Brother Chen, where are you?"
Jinchen heard the strangeness in You Le'an's voice and sat up straighter. "I'm at the teahouse on the mountain. Do you want to come over and play?"
"I want to find you."
"Sure." Jinchen answered without hesitation, "Let the driver take you here. Be careful on the road."
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Box No. 7 in the teahouse on the hill outside the city.
Outside the window are rolling tea mountains, and the fresh green glows softly in the afternoon sun.
Inside the room, the elegant aroma of tea filled the air. Several documents were spread out on the mahogany tea table. Jinchen sat in the armchair in a relaxed posture, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the warm wall of the purple clay cup.
Sitting opposite him were the rich second-generations who wanted to take advantage of the local investment project to invest and ride on the boom, and they were discussing the funding allocation for the next stage of the project.
Among them, the slightly more prosperous Mr. Li smiled and asked casually: "Mr. Jin answered the phone call just now very quickly, and the tone of his voice sounded different. Who is so important?"
The tone was filled with the usual joking in the circle.
Jinchen put down the teacup, looked at the endless tea mountains outside the window, and spoke in a casual tone.
"family."
"Oh." Several rich second-generations immediately smiled knowingly, and spoke in a long tone with a bit of good-natured teasing.
The atmosphere in the box was a little more relaxed. In this circle, the three words "family" coming out of Jinchen's mouth had a self-evident weight.
Although no one knew the specific identity of the young master, Jinchen's attitude was the clearest signal that he was the person under his wing and would not allow others to comment or look down on him.
Jinchen looked far away, [What happened to Le'an? Is there a new mission? ]
Zero rolling chew chew tea leaves, [there is no task, I don’t know~]
At the entrance of the tea house, the low-key and heavy door isolates the noise from the outside world.
The doorman, wearing a Chinese gown, stood with his hands hanging down, his posture respectful.
Almost at the same time, a black sedan and an online-hailing car stopped at the door one after another.
The young man who got off the online-hailing car had a slender figure, delicate face, and a bit of timidity and weakness.
He walked up to the doorman and said in a low voice with a barely perceptible nervousness, "Hello, I'm looking for Mr. Sun You, in...box number seven."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door on the other side opened and You Le'an almost jumped out.
He didn't pay any attention to the people around him. His light curly hair was a little dazzling in the sun, and his eyes were a little anxious and absent-minded.
He walked quickly to the doorman and gave his name without waiting for him to ask.
"Jinchen, box number seven."
The doorman had obviously received instructions long ago, and his attitude towards You Le'an was a little more respectful than that towards the weak young man. He bowed slightly and immediately made a "please" gesture.
"Master You, this way please."
When the weak young man heard the name of the box, he subconsciously glanced at You Le'an.
Seeing the other person's exquisite mixed-race appearance and the doorman's unusually respectful attitude, a hint of understanding and barely perceptible envy flashed in the young man's eyes.
Another favored little lover brought into such an occasion.
He couldn't help but secretly look at You Le'an a few more times.
However, You Le'an's mind and eyes were filled with Jinchen and that damn marriage rumor at the moment, and he didn't notice any glances from the side. Led by the doorman, he walked in at a brisk pace, heading straight for box number seven with a clear goal.
The heavy door of the box was pushed open silently by the waiter.
The echoes of the business conversation inside had not yet completely dissipated, and the relaxed atmosphere of chatting and laughing was still flowing, and everyone's eyes were simultaneously cast towards the door.
You Le'an appeared there.
He was wearing a simple T-shirt, which was out of place with the atmosphere in the box, but he didn't feel awkward at all as if he was being stared at.
No greetings, no pleasantries.
It was as if he had completely blocked out the other people in the box, his eyes fixed firmly on the man in the main seat, who was wearing a white shirt with his sleeves slightly rolled up.
You Le'an walked straight through the thickly carpeted space, ignoring all the slightly surprised and curious looks.
He sat down next to Jinchen's seat, with a look of reckless stubbornness in his eyes, and bumped his head against Jinchen's shoulder lightly.
That was more of a touch seeking confirmation than a collision.
"Brother Chen," You Le'an's voice was very low, with a barely noticeable nasal tone. Only Jinchen could hear the tension and eagerness in it.
"I have a question for you." He tilted his head and looked at Jinchen without blinking.
Jinchen lowered his eyes and looked at him.
The anxiety and fragility on the boy's face could not be concealed, and they were clearly reflected in his eyes.
"Is it urgent?" Jinchen's voice was gentle and soothing. His eyes swept across the rich second-generations opposite who had inquiring expressions, and then fell back on You Le'an's face.
"Do you want to tell me now or later?"
His tone was calm, giving You Le'an room to choose.
You Le'an was calmed by the warmth of Jinchen's palm and his steady voice.
He looked at Jinchen, then quickly glanced at the outsider next to him who was obviously listening with his ears perked up. His reckless impulse was slightly pulled back by reason.
Asking in front of a stranger if you want to arrange a marriage... that's too embarrassing!
And what if...
If it was true, he was afraid that he would not be able to control his emotions.
You Le'an pursed his lips, lowered his eyelashes, and sat obediently beside Jinchen.
"Just a moment."
There was a flash of doubt in Jinchen's eyes, and he gently squeezed You Le'an's arm, "Okay."
