amaotonovel Chapter 1593 The mother-in-law finds her son-in-law more and more pleasing to the eye.
Chapter 1593 The mother-in-law finds her son-in-law more and more pleasing to the eye.
After the industrial park project covering 1,000 mu of land in Lanyuan Village was officially launched, Han Ling was extremely busy.
As Qin Hao's assistant, she was responsible not only for liaising with banks on loan matters, but also for compiling the company's various financial statements and preparing various approval documents.
I leave early and return late every day, even working overtime on weekends.
Seeing how hard she was working, Liu Yuan kindly advised, "Han Ling, take it easy, don't overwork yourself."
Han Ling gave a wry smile: "President Liu, this project is time-sensitive and demanding. How can I not hurry?"
"Work is never-ending," Liu Yuan said. "Health is the foundation of everything. Look at you, you've lost weight recently."
Han Ling touched her face and did feel that her cheeks were somewhat sunken. However, she didn't pay much attention to it and simply nodded, saying, "I understand, Mr. Liu, I'll be careful."
However, saying that is one thing, doing it is another.
That night, Han Ling worked overtime in her office until after 11 p.m. The sky outside the window was already completely dark, and only her light was still on in the entire office building.
She rubbed her sore eyes, preparing to finish reading the last document before going home.
Just then, a sharp abdominal pain suddenly struck.
Han Ling's face turned deathly pale instantly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She clutched her stomach and tried to stand up, but found her legs were weak and she couldn't muster any strength.
"What happened...?"
She gritted her teeth, trying to reach for the phone on the table, but everything went black, and she slid off the chair.
"Bang--"
The sound of a body falling to the ground echoed in the empty office, and then everything fell silent.
……
Qin Hao received the call around 1 a.m.
He happened to be having a business dinner near his company that day, and had drunk a bit too much. He was just about to go home to rest when his phone rang.
"Hello?" His voice was slightly slurred with alcohol.
"Mr. Qin, something terrible has happened!" The voice on the other end of the phone was that of the building's security guard: "Assistant Han has fainted in her office!"
Qin Hao sobered up considerably instantly: "What?! How is she now?"
"An ambulance has been called, and she's being taken to the hospital."
Which hospital?
"Municipal People's Hospital."
Without saying a word, Qin Hao immediately drove to the hospital.
When they arrived at the hospital, Han Ling had already been taken to the emergency room. Qin Hao stood at the entrance of the emergency room, looking at the closed door with a furrowed brow.
About twenty minutes later, the emergency room door opened, and a doctor in a white coat came out.
"Doctor, how is she?" Qin Hao rushed over to her.
The doctor took off his mask and glanced at Qin Hao: "Are you a patient's family member?"
"I'm her boss."
The doctor nodded and said, "The patient has acute cholecystitis and needs immediate surgery."
"Then let's get the surgery done right away!" Qin Hao said.
"The surgery requires a family member's signature," the doctor said. "Please contact her family."
Qin Hao paused for a moment, then reacted: "Okay, I'll contact her right away. But her mother is in Beijing and probably won't be able to get here anytime soon. Can I sign it for her?"
He took out his mobile phone and dialed Han Ling's home number.
The phone rang for a long time before being answered. A middle-aged woman's voice came through the receiver, sounding sleepy and confused: "Hello? Who is it?"
"Hello, are you Han Ling's mother?"
"Yes, that's me. You are...."
"I am Han Ling's boss," Qin Hao said in a steady and powerful voice. "Han Ling is hospitalized and needs surgery. I need your authorization to sign off on it."
There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, then Han's mother's anxious voice came through: "What? Lingling is sick? Is it serious? How is she?"
"The doctor said it's acute cholecystitis, so don't worry too much, I'll take care of everything."
"I...I'll go buy the tickets right away!" Han's mother's voice was tinged with panic. "Come right now!"
"Auntie, don't worry, I've arranged the best ward and doctor. Han Ling will be fine."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Hao contacted the doctor again and, on behalf of the company, guaranteed the hospitalization and surgery arrangements for Han Ling.
The surgery lasted for more than an hour.
The doctor emerged from the operating room and told Qin Hao, "The surgery was successful, and the patient is out of danger. However, because the gallbladder was removed, he will need to rest well after the surgery."
"Thank you, doctor." Qin Hao breathed a sigh of relief.
Han Ling was ushered into a private suite, which was fully equipped and had a private bathroom. Qin Hao also hired two caregivers to take care of her in shifts around the clock.
By the time all this was done, it was already dawn.
……
Han Ling woke up at noon the next day.
She opened her eyes and found herself lying in an unfamiliar room with a white ceiling, a landscape painting on the wall, and a bouquet of flowers on the bedside table.
"woke up?"
A familiar voice came from the side.
Han Ling turned her head and saw Qin Hao sitting on a chair by the bed, looking at a document in his hand.
"Old Qin?" Han Ling's voice was weak: "What's wrong with me...?"
"Acute cholecystitis, just had surgery." Qin Hao put down the documents and looked at her. "The doctor said you were too tired, which caused your condition to worsen."
Han Ling paused for a moment, then gave a wry smile: "I... I just felt a little stomach pain, and I thought it was nothing... I figured I could just bear it, but I didn't expect it to be so serious."
"You," Qin Hao shook his head, his tone tinged with reproach, but mostly with concern, "No matter how important work is, it's not as important as your health. You're all alone in Shenzhen, without anyone to look after you. What if something happens to you? How am I supposed to explain this to your mother?"
Han Ling lowered her head and remained silent.
"Oh, right," Qin Hao said, "I've already informed your mother; she should arrive first thing tomorrow morning."
"What?" Han Ling looked up in surprise. "You notified my mother?"
“The surgery requires a family member's signature. If I don’t notify her, who should I notify?” Qin Hao said. “Besides, when you’re sick and hospitalized, you should always have family members with you.”
Han Ling hesitated for a moment, then finally just said softly, "Thank you, Lao Qin."
"Get some rest." Qin Hao stood up. "Don't worry about company matters; I'll take care of everything."
He walked to the door, then stopped and looked back at Han Ling.
"Don't push yourself so hard in the future."
After saying that, he pushed open the door and went out.
Han Ling lay on the hospital bed, looking at the closed door, a feeling she couldn't quite describe welling up inside her.
……
Early on the third day, Han's mother arrived in Shenzhen.
She was a middle-aged woman in her fifties, with some gray hair and a weary face, but her eyes were full of anxiety and worry.
"Lingling!" As soon as Han's mother entered the ward, she rushed to the bedside and took Han Ling's hand: "How are you? Are you still in pain?"
"Mom, I'm fine." Han Ling looked at her mother, feeling a little guilty. "I'm sorry to have worried you."
"You silly child, how could you be so careless?" Han's mother's eyes were a little red. "If your boss hadn't called me, I wouldn't have known you were sick."
Han Ling lowered her head and remained silent.
Han's mother looked around the ward, then glanced at the busy caregivers beside her, and couldn't help but ask, "How much does this ward cost per day?"
"I don't know," Han Ling said. "It was arranged by Lao Qin."
"Old Qin?" Han's mother was taken aback. "You mean your boss?"
"Um."
Han's mother was silent for a moment, then sighed, "This boss seems like a nice person."
Just then, the door to the ward was pushed open, and Qin Hao walked in, carrying a thermos in his hand.
"Auntie, you've arrived." Qin Hao said with a smile, "This is chicken soup I had prepared; it's helpful for post-operative recovery."
Han's mother quickly stood up, somewhat flustered, and said, "Mr. Qin, you've gone to so much trouble. I don't know how to thank you enough..."
"Auntie, you're too kind." Qin Hao placed the thermos on the bedside table. "Han Ling got sick because of work, so it's only right that I take care of her."
Han's mother looked at Qin Hao with gratitude in her eyes.
"Mr. Qin, please have a seat," Mrs. Han said, stepping aside to make room for Qin Hao.
Qin Hao sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at Han Ling: "How are you feeling?"
"Much better," Han Ling said. "Thank you, Lao Qin."
"No need to thank me." Qin Hao waved his hand. "Just focus on getting better, don't worry about anything else."
Before leaving, Qin Hao said to Han's mother, "Auntie, you're new to Shenzhen and don't know anyone here. Please let me know if you need any help. This is my phone number; you can contact me anytime."
"Okay, okay, thank you, Mr. Qin." Mrs. Han nodded repeatedly and escorted Qin Hao to the door of the ward.
After Qin Hao left, Han's mother returned to the bedside, looked at Han Ling, and had a meaningful look in her eyes.
"Lingling, your boss is really nice."
Han Ling glanced at her mother but didn't reply.
"He's handsome, speaks politely, and is so considerate," Han's mother continued. "Is he married?"
Han Ling's heart skipped a beat.
"Mom, he's the boss, I'm just an employee," Han Ling said. "Don't think about those things."
"What's wrong with the boss? He's a person too," Han's mother said dismissively. "Besides, I think he cares about you quite a bit. Otherwise, why would he bring you to the hospital in the middle of the night and arrange such a nice room?"
Han Ling opened her mouth, wanting to talk about Sun Yumei, but then swallowed her words back.
That night at Sun Yumei's house, Sun Yumei said that she didn't expect Qin Hao to give her a formal status at all.
"Mom, please don't play matchmaker," Han Ling said. "Old Qin is good to me because I'm an employee of his company, and I'm quite capable at work. That's all."
Han's mother glanced at her daughter and said nothing more, but the look in her eyes clearly said, "I understand, you don't need to explain."
……
For the next few days, Han's mother stayed at the hospital to take care of Han Ling.
Qin Hao visits every day, sometimes in the morning, sometimes in the afternoon, and sometimes in the evening. Each time he comes, he brings some nutritional supplements or fruit and chats with Han's mother for a few minutes.
Han's mother's affection for Qin Hao grew stronger day by day.
"Lingling, how old do you think President Qin is?" Han's mother suddenly asked one day.
"Twenty-six or twenty-seven, I guess," Han Ling said. "He's my classmate."
"That's about your age," Han's mother said thoughtfully. "To be a boss at such a young age, that's really impressive."
"Mom..." Han Ling looked at her mother helplessly, "What are you thinking about now?"
"I wasn't thinking about anything, I just think you're a pretty good boss," Han's mother said, pretending to be nonchalant.
Han Ling: ……
A week later, Han Ling was discharged from the hospital.
The doctor said her recovery was going well, but she still needed to rest at home for a while and avoid overexertion.
Qin Hao arranged for a driver to take Han Ling and her mother back to Han Ling's rented apartment.
It was a 40-square-meter one-bedroom apartment in an old residential building, simply decorated and with outdated facilities. As soon as Han's mother entered, she frowned.
"Lingling, you live here?"
"Yes." Han Ling nodded: "It's close to the company, and the rent is cheap."
Han's mother looked around at the cramped living room, the simple kitchen, and the yellowed walls, and felt a pang of sadness.
"You, kid, you're a pillar of the dance troupe in Beijing, how come you're staying in a place like this in Shenzhen?"
"Mom, rent is expensive in Shenzhen," Han Ling said. "My salary is okay now, but I still need to be careful with my spending."
Han's mother sighed and said nothing more.
That night, Han's mother slept on the folding bed in the living room, while Han Ling slept in the bedroom. The two were separated by a thin door, each lost in their own thoughts.
The next morning, Han's mother put forward her idea.
"Lingling, come back to Beijing with Mom."
Han Ling was taken aback: "Back to Beijing?"
“Yes,” Han’s mother said. “You’re all alone in Shenzhen, and if you get sick, there’s no one to take care of you. I’m worried about you.”
"Mom, I'm doing really well at my job. I can't just quit because I'm sick," Han Ling said.
“You can find a job anywhere,” Han’s mother said. “There are jobs in Beijing too, aren’t there? If you come back to Beijing, Mom can take care of you.”
Han Ling shook her head: "Mom, my career is just starting to take off. The company is working on a big project, and I can't give up halfway."
"What project is more important than your health?" Han's mother said angrily. "Look at what happened this time! If it weren't for your boss's proper arrangements, the consequences would have been unimaginable!"
Han Ling was silent for a moment, then looked at her mother and said earnestly, "Mom, I know you're worried about me. But I really don't want to go back to Beijing."
"Why?" Han's mother asked.
Han Ling thought for a moment and said, "Mom, look how fast Shenzhen is developing. I have far more opportunities here than in Beijing. And my current boss is very capable, and the company is doing very well. As long as I work hard, I'm sure I'll have a brighter future."
Han's mother looked at her daughter, her eyes filled with worry and reluctance.
“Lingling, Mom knows you have ambition. But…”
"Mom, please don't try to persuade me anymore," Han Ling interrupted her. "I've already made up my mind."
Han's mother sighed, remained silent for a while, and then said, "Then Mom will stay and keep you company."
Han Ling looked at her mother in surprise: "Mom, you're staying? What about Beijing...?"
“What’s in Beijing? Your father passed away early, and your mother is all alone in Beijing. Besides a few old friends, I don’t have much to worry about,” Han’s mother said. “Instead of letting you live in fear alone in Shenzhen, it’s better for me to come and take care of you.”
Han Ling's eyes reddened slightly: "Mom..."
"Alright, that's enough," Han's mother waved her hand. "It's settled then."
After deciding to let her mother stay, Han Ling began to think about moving to a different house.
The one-bedroom apartment I live in now is fine for me alone, but it's too cramped with my mother. Besides, my mother is getting old, and it's not convenient for her to live in this kind of old residential building.
But moving to a new house costs money.
Han Ling calculated her savings. Over the years, including the money she'd saved and the money from her recent hospitalization, she had about 30,000 yuan left. That was far from enough to buy a house in Shenzhen.
After thinking about it, she decided to ask Qin Hao for help.
That afternoon, Han Ling arrived at the company and knocked on Qin Hao's office door.
"Come in."
Qin Hao was reviewing documents when he saw Han Ling enter. He was somewhat surprised: "Why are you here? Didn't the doctor say you should rest at home?"
"I'm almost fully recovered," Han Ling said. "Old Qin, there's something I'd like to discuss with you."
"What's up?"
Han Ling took a deep breath and said, "I'd like to borrow some money from you."
Qin Hao paused for a moment, then put down his pen and looked at Han Ling.
"Borrow money? How much?"
“I want to buy an apartment,” Han Ling said. “My mom has decided to stay in Shenzhen to take care of me. The place I live in now is both run-down and small, so I want to buy a bigger one so my mom can feel at ease. But I don’t have enough money, so I’d like to borrow some from you.”
After listening, Qin Hao didn't say anything, but just looked at Han Ling.
Han Ling felt a little nervous under his gaze and quickly added, "I'll write you an IOU, and it'll be deducted from your salary every month..."
Qin Hao smiled and stood up.
"Walk."
"Where to?" Han Ling asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Let's look at houses," Qin Hao said. "Since you're going to buy a house, you should at least see what's suitable first, right?"
Han Ling was stunned: "Old Qin, you've agreed?"
"Stop talking nonsense, let's go." Qin Hao had already picked up his coat and was walking towards the door.
Han Ling had no choice but to follow.
Qin Hao drove Han Ling and her mother to Bihaiwan Garden, one of the newest residential developments in Shenzhen.
This is a high-end residential community located in Futian District, consisting of more than a dozen high-rise residential buildings. The community has good landscaping and dedicated property management, and it is one of the most popular properties in Shenzhen at present.
As soon as Han's mother got out of the car, she was attracted by the environment of the community.
"Wow, this place is so beautiful!" Han's mother looked around, her eyes filled with amazement. "This house must be very expensive!"
"Auntie, please go in and take a look first," Qin Hao said with a smile. "Whether you like it or not, you'll know after you see it."
The three arrived at the sales office, where a saleswoman greeted them warmly.
"Hello, sir and madam." The saleswoman clearly recognized Qin Hao and was very respectful. "What kind of house are you looking for?"
"A two- or three-bedroom apartment, with good natural light," Qin Hao said.
"Okay, please follow me."
The saleswoman led the three of them to visit several model apartments. The more Han's mother looked, the more satisfied she became, and her eyes lit up.
"This house is wonderful," Han's mother couldn't help but exclaim. "The living room is so big, the bedrooms are spacious, and the kitchen even has a window, so it's well-ventilated. If I could live here, I'd be living the high life."
Han Ling was happy to see her mother so cheerful. But she was more concerned about the price.
"How much is this apartment per square meter?" Han Ling asked the saleswoman.
The saleswoman smiled and said, "Our current opening price is 3,810 yuan per square meter. A two-bedroom apartment is about 80 square meters, with a total price of around 300,000 yuan. A three-bedroom apartment is 120 square meters, with a total price of around 450,000 yuan."
Han Ling frowned.
Three hundred thousand for a two-bedroom apartment. She only had a little over thirty thousand; even if she borrowed money from Qin Hao, she couldn't borrow that much.
When Han's mother heard the price, she was also taken aback: "So expensive?"
The saleswoman explained, "Auntie, our community is one of the most upscale residential communities in Shenzhen. It has a great location, a beautiful environment, and complete facilities. This price is already very reasonable."
Han's mother waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "It's too expensive, too expensive, we can't afford it."
Han Ling quietly tugged at Qin Hao's sleeve and whispered, "Old Qin, the houses here are too expensive. I can't afford them. Let's find another one."
Qin Hao smiled and said softly, "Anyway, it's all about borrowing money. Whether it's 100,000 or 200,000, it's still borrowing. We might as well buy a nicer house so Auntie can live more comfortably."
Han Ling gave a wry smile: "Easy for you to say. You think you don't have to pay back loans? I'd have to work for years without eating or drinking to earn 200,000."
Qin Hao stroked his chin thoughtfully and said, "That's true. How about I give you a raise?"
Hearing this, Han's mother's eyes lit up, and a knowing smile appeared on her face.
Han Ling's eyes lit up: "How much more?"
Qin Hao chuckled: "How much more do you want to add?"
Han Ling thought for a moment, then tentatively asked, "How about a thousand?"
Qin Hao raised an eyebrow: "Is that all the ambition you've got?"
Han Ling said irritably, "I'm trying to save you money, and you're still not happy about it?"
Qin Hao laughed: "Bosses are never afraid to pay their employees too much; the higher the salary, the stronger their ability."
Han Ling pondered for a moment, then said earnestly, "I feel that my current abilities deserve a salary of four thousand five hundred; anything more would be inappropriate."
Qin Hao looked at her with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
"Okay." Qin Hao nodded. "Then I'll give you an extra thousand, making your monthly salary four thousand five hundred from now on."
Han Ling immediately beamed with joy.
Just then, Qin Hao's mobile phone rang. He answered the phone, said a few words, and then a smile appeared on his face.
After hanging up the phone, Qin Hao said to Han Ling, "The developer of this residential complex has business dealings with me, and he said he can give you the lowest possible discount. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, do you want to consider it?"
Han Ling's heart raced: "What's the lowest discount?"
"Probably 15% off," Qin Hao said.
Han Ling subconsciously looked at her mother.
"Lingling, how about we look at other houses?" Han's mother said. "Mom's fine anywhere, it doesn't need to be so expensive."
Han Ling gritted her teeth and said, "Mom, we're settling down in Shenzhen from now on, and I want you to be comfortable."
She turned to Qin Hao and said firmly, "Okay, I'll buy it."
Qin Hao nodded and said to the saleswoman, "Calculate the price for her at an 85% discount, for a two-bedroom apartment."
The saleswoman was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and quickly began to calculate.
"Mr. Qin, after the 15% discount, the total price for the two-bedroom apartment is 272,000."
Han Ling breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the number. Two hundred and seventy thousand was less than she had expected.
"Mr. Qin, I'll pay a deposit of 30,000 yuan first. Can I borrow the remaining 240,000 yuan from you?" Han Ling said.
"No problem," Qin Hao said. "Just have the finance department handle the paperwork later."
Han Ling looked at Qin Hao gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Qin."
"Why are you being so polite with me?" Qin Hao waved his hand.
Han's mother watched all this from the side, her expression growing increasingly complicated.
……
After buying the house, Han Ling began to work on the renovation.
Qin Hao introduced her to several reliable decoration companies. Han Ling chose one with reasonable prices and a good reputation. She communicated with the designer repeatedly and finalized the decoration plan.
The renovation took two months and is finally complete.
On the first day after moving, Han's mother eagerly urged Han Ling, "Lingling, quickly call your boss and invite him over for a meal."
Han Ling glanced at her mother and said helplessly, "Mom, just give up on that idea. Qin Hao is such a big boss; who knows how many women are surrounding him?"
But Han's mother said firmly, "Xiao Qin is not that kind of person."
Han Ling suspected that Qin Hao had given her mother some kind of spell: "How do you know he's not that kind of person?"
Han's mother said confidently, "I haven't been eating all this food for nothing. I can see through people with guilty consciences at a glance. Little Qin has clear eyes, and his words and actions exude righteousness; he's not the kind of person who uses sweet talk."
Han Ling opened her mouth, wanting to mention Liu Yuan's example, but then she thought about it again. Liu Yuan was indeed very good to her, it was just that she didn't like him.
Left with no other option, Han Ling had to call Qin Hao.
"Old Qin, we've moved into our new house, and my mom would like to invite you over for a meal to thank you for taking care of us all this time."
There was a second of silence on the other end of the phone, then Qin Hao's voice came through: "Okay, what time?"
"Tomorrow evening at six o'clock, is that convenient for you?"
"That's convenient, I'll go tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Han's mother beamed with joy: "That's wonderful! I'll have to prepare properly tomorrow."
Han Ling looked at her mother, her heart filled with mixed emotions. She knew her mother was trying to match her with Qin Hao, but she also knew that a relationship between her and Qin Hao was virtually impossible.
Although Sun Yumei said she didn't expect to marry Qin Hao, their relationship was, after all, that kind of thing...
Han Ling shook her head, banishing those chaotic thoughts from her mind.
……
The following evening, Qin Hao arrived at Han Ling's new home on time.
He was carrying a basket of fruit and a bottle of red wine, making him look like he was visiting relatives rather than having dinner at a subordinate's house.
"President Qin is here, please come in, please come in." Mother Han greeted him warmly, her smile brighter than any flower.
"Auntie, you can just call me Xiao Qin," Qin Hao said with a smile. "Calling me 'President Qin' is too formal."
"Good, good, good, Xiao Qin." Mother Han was overjoyed.
Han Ling stood to the side, watching her mother and Qin Hao chatting happily, feeling both amused and exasperated.
Han's mother prepared a lavish meal, with a table full of hearty dishes—braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed grouper, poached chicken, and two vegetarian dishes.
"Xiao Qin, come on, eat more." Han's mother kept piling food onto Qin Hao's plate. "You're so busy with work, you probably haven't been eating properly. Eat more to nourish yourself."
"Thank you, Auntie." Qin Hao didn't stand on ceremony and started eating. "Auntie's cooking is really good, even better than what you get at restaurants."
Han's mother was overjoyed by the praise: "If you like it, eat more. Come over often when you have time, and Auntie will cook for you."
Han Ling ate her meal silently, watching her mother and Qin Hao chatter away, feeling like the one who was superfluous.
"Xiao Qin, are you married?" Han's mother suddenly asked.
Han Ling almost choked on her food and started coughing.
Qin Hao glanced at Han Ling, then smiled and said, "Not yet."
Han's mother said, "You're so outstanding, there must be quite a few girls who like you, right?"
"I'm too busy with work, I don't have time," Qin Hao said.
Han's mother nodded, then gave Han Ling a meaningful look.
Han Ling pretended not to see it and continued eating with her head down.
"Xiao Qin, what do you think of our Lingling?" Han's mother suddenly asked.
Han Ling suddenly raised her head and glared at her mother: "Mom! What are you saying?"
"Did I say something wrong?" Han's mother said matter-of-factly, "Xiao Qin is single, you're single too, and you two are classmates, you know each other well, isn't that a good match?"
Qin Hao smiled but didn't reply.
Han Ling's face turned as red as a boiled shrimp, and she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.
"Mom, please stop talking," Han Ling said softly.
"What's wrong with saying this?" Han's mother said dismissively. "It's only natural for a man to marry when he's of age and a woman to marry when she's of age."
Seeing Han Ling's embarrassed expression, Qin Hao's eyes flashed with amusement. He put down his chopsticks, looked at Han's mother, and said, "Auntie, Han Ling is a very good girl. It's my good fortune to work with her."
Upon hearing this, Han's mother's smile widened even more.
Han Ling kept her head down, her toes practically digging out a three-bedroom apartment.
After dinner, and after seeing Qin Hao off, Han's mother held Han Ling's hand and said earnestly, "Lingling, Mom can tell that Qin Hao has feelings for you."
Han Ling gave a wry smile: "Mom, you're overthinking it."
"Mom didn't think much of it," Han's mother said. "I've lived this long, what kind of people haven't I seen? The way Xiao Qin looks at you is different from how he looks at others."
Han Ling shook her head, banishing those chaotic thoughts from her mind.
Forget it, why think so much? Right now, all she wants is to work hard and live a good life.
As for matters of the heart, let's talk about that later. (End of Chapter)