Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 375 - 375 371 Breakup

375: Chapter 371 Breakup 375: Chapter 371 Breakup The elderly Mr.

Ren stood up, his demeanor turning warm and affable as he addressed Ye Fan, “Young man Ye, you play Go exceptionally well.

You’re more than capable of teaching Qian girl.”

“Thank you for your kind words, sir,” Ye Fan said with a light smile.

“Which province’s professional Go player are you?” Mr.

Ren asked again.

Ye Fan chuckled, “Ha, I’m not a professional player.

I just play casually in my spare time.”

Mr.

Ren exclaimed, “To play so well casually shows you have astonishing talent in Go.

In another year or two, I’m afraid I won’t be your match.”

Zhou Zhiqian had also stood up and was now perched cutely beside Mr.

Ren.

Listening to Mr.

Ren’s praise of Ye Fan filled her with an inexplicable sense of pride.

A captivating smile spread across her face, and she looked at Ye Fan with eyes full of dreamy colors.

After Mr.

Ren finished speaking, he took out a platinum business card and handed it over: “This is my business card.”

The card was simple, bearing only the name “Ren Jingxun” and a personal cell phone number.

The onlookers who saw Ye Fan receive Ren Jingxun’s business card were filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment.

“Thank you, Mr.

Ren,” Ye Fan said, understanding that this card meant he had gained Ren Jingxun’s approval, and that Ren Jingxun must be a person of considerable status.

Ren Jingxun turned to glance at Zhou Zhiqian standing by his side, then smiled at Ye Fan, “I had a great time playing chess today.

Call me some other day, and I’ll treat you to a meal.”

He would have invited Ye Fan to dine right now, but considering Ye Fan was on a date with Zhou Zhiqian, he didn’t want to intrude.

“Ha, certainly,” Ye Fan responded with a faint smile, with no real intention of calling Ren Jingxun.

A few minutes later, Ye Fan and Zhou Zhiqian walked out of the chess pavilion together.

“Hee hee, Ye Fan, you’re so good at Go, you even beat Grandpa Ren!” Zhou Zhiqian said with a light, innocent laugh.

Ye Fan smiled indifferently and replied, “It was just luck.”

“Ye Fan, thank you for earlier,” Zhou Zhiqian added.

“You’re welcome,” Ye Fan said in a muted tone, not wanting to continue the topic and instead changing the subject, “Let’s hurry and find somewhere to eat, I’m starving.”

“Mm,” Zhou Zhiqian responded with a smile.

They drove and found a hotel.

Since it was already past two o’clock, many dishes were no longer available or the chef was unable to prepare them, so Ye Fan had to make do and ordered a few dishes.

Although the menu was simple, Zhou Zhiqian ate with great enjoyment, chatting and laughing with Ye Fan, her laughter chiming like silver bells.

Unfortunately, Ye Fan wasn’t interested in engaging in deep conversation and only responded half-heartedly.

Zhou Zhiqian had no idea Ye Fan felt this way and assumed his reserve contrasted with other guys who became dogs around her, clinging and fawning over her day in and day out.

Therefore, her fondness for Ye Fan grew even more.

After the meal, Ye Fan checked the time.

It was almost three o’clock in the afternoon, and he needed to get ready to accompany Li Zhaojun to her class reunion.

Zhou Zhiqian watched Ye Fan, hoping he would invite her to play or go shopping.

“Zhiqian, I have something to do later, so I need to head back.

Let’s call it a day,” Ye Fan said.

Zhou Zhiqian was surprised, thinking she had misheard.

Shouldn’t the normal course of a date be following up with a trip somewhere fun or shopping?

Or if not that, perhaps catching a movie.

Who says goodbye at this time?

She quickly regained her composure and smiled, “Alright then.

Go take care of your urgent matter first.”

She was still quite confident in herself and never imagined that Ye Fan would dump her, assuming that if Ye Fan suggested they split up, it must have been for some urgent matter he needed to attend to.

“Hehe, I’m very sorry,” Ye Fan said with a dismissive smile.

Walking out of the hotel together, they made their way to the car park.

When they arrived at their car, Zhou Zhiqian stopped and called out, “Ye Fan.”

Ye Fan had no choice but to stop and turn to face Zhou Zhiqian.

Zhou Zhiqian’s stunning face was adorned with an innocent smile as she said, “I’m so pleased today to have verified that you didn’t lie about Go, but I’m still skeptical about your dancing and calligraphy skills.

Hehehe…”

By the end, her pretty face sported a reserved yet innocent smile, the implication could not be more clear.

Another date?

There can’t be another date!

Ye Fan chuckled and said, “Actually, you’re right to doubt me.

I was indeed bragging; I really can’t dance or do calligraphy.”

“Hehe, excessive humility is pride, you know,” Zhou Zhiqian said, not believing him.

Ye Fan said sincerely, “I’m telling the truth.”

Zhou Zhiqian’s smile froze.

“I’ve deceived you, and I know you must be very angry.

I don’t have the face to ask for your forgiveness,” Ye Fan said.

“So, let’s say goodbye here.”

After that, he stopped looking at Zhou Zhiqian, turned around, walked to his car, got in, and drove off quickly.

Zhou Zhiqian stood there stunned, her eyes reddening, feeling wronged.

She didn’t blame Ye Fan for deceiving her, but why couldn’t he say a word asking for her forgiveness, instead, he just left abruptly, not giving her a chance to speak.

Did she, a girl, have to chase after him shouting “I don’t blame you”?

“Why?” She was filled with grievance, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

Since her childhood, it had always been boys around her who would try their best to please her, to make her happy.

Even the slightest, most insignificant misunderstanding would be treated like a major issue as they explained everything to win her forgiveness.

Yet today, Ye Fan didn’t seem to care about her feelings at all, didn’t even give her the chance to speak, and suddenly bid her such a heartless farewell.

“I clearly started to have feelings for him, so why did he have to treat me this way?…”

Rushing into her Mercedes, Zhou Zhiqian leaned on the steering wheel and began crying softly, quickly becoming a tearful mess.

Ye Fan drove back to Dingsheng International Hotel, rested for a while on the living room sofa, then went into the master bedroom to take a shower, and put on the clothes he had bought the night before.

After grooming himself, Ye Fan looked at his reflection in the mirror—tall and dashing, with a somewhat distinguished air.

As he left the master bedroom and passed through the living room, Wei Ziling caught sight of him and couldn’t help but light up, exclaiming, “Mr.

Ye.”

“Hmm, what is it?” Ye Fan stopped and turned to ask.

Wei Ziling’s face was flushed red with embarrassment; her call for Ye Fan had been purely instinctual, and now that he had stopped to ask her what it was, she had nothing to say.

Fortunately, her mind wasn’t slow, and after two or three seconds, she thought of an excuse, saying, “When will you be back tonight?

I want to make sure the medicinal soup is warmed up for you to drink.”

“Thank you.

But I don’t know,” Ye Fan replied.

He then continued to leave the presidential suite and drove off to meet with Li Zhaojun at the Yulin Bay villa community.

After the door closed, Wei Ziling slumped o the sofa, patting her chest and breathing a sigh of relief.

She couldn’t help but scold herself, “Wei Ziling, shame on you, acting like a silly girl in love!

You’re hopeless!”