Qin Ci practically ground his teeth in frustration.
How much smarter could an art student like Hua Jian possibly be than him?
But remembering that Hua Jian had already utterly captivated Bo Lin, that older, mature man with his air of abstinence, Qin Ci decided to put up with him a little longer.
"You fucking said yourself that I helped you out big-time last time. Quit making snide remarks about me in your head!" Qin Ci sneered.
Hua Jian smiled. "I wouldn't dare. Tell me, Young Master Qin, what do you want me to do?"
Qin Ci said glumly, "I was drunk at a party that night when Xie Zhitan called, and I said a couple of stupid things. He's been avoiding me these past two days."
Hua Jian looked thoughtful. "You want me to play peacemaker?"
"He also asked me to look into something," Qin Ci said irritably. "I got everything ready for him, but he wouldn't answer my calls. Then I called again, and his phone was out of service range."
Out of service range?
Something flashed through Hua Jian's mind. "Do you not know that my Second Brother is attending a closed-door economic forum? It lasts two days and two nights. They probably lost phone reception after heading out to sea."
Qin Ci immediately shut his mouth.
Seeing his reaction, Hua Jian was even more amused. "And as far as I know, my Second Brother boarded at ten this morning. It's not even noon yet. You couldn't wait two hours, Young Master Qin?"
Qin Ci pressed his lips into a straight line and said coldly, "I have things to do."
With that, he turned and left, looking rather like he was fleeing.
Only after his figure disappeared onto the second floor did Hua Jian let the smile