Chapter 9 (1/2)

Li Yan see, but Jiang Qian Fan said to the foreigner: “Mayer, pay her the tour guide fees of 1000USD”

“Yes, sir” Mayer nodded, turned to Lin Ke Song and said, “Miss, may I know your name?”

“That…… I’ wonndered if the other party was going to pay by cheque or transfer, does she need to write down her account number too?

“Ke Song?” Mayer had an upper lip lasses, had on a very forentleman Compared to Li Yan, Mayer was a lot ood, almost couldn’t hear an accent

“Lin is ”

Mayer laughed: “Sounds like croissant (T/N: said in english)”

Lin Ke Song laughed, “Ah, croissant (T/N: lit French styled sheep horn bread)!”

Mayer as expected tore out a cash cheque, and very politely handed it to Lin Ke Song: “Thank you for acco today, cute little bun”

Lin Ke Song blinked, what did he call her?

Cute little bun?

Jiang Qian Fan who had ehtly towards Lin Ke Song’s direction

Even if Lin Ke Song knew that he could not see her, she didn’t knohy but she had the illusion that the other party was saying “goodbye” to her

“Goodbye, Mr Jiang”

Lin Ke Song quietly said, walked towards theto catch the train home

Li Yan and Mayer acco Qian Fan into the elevator

The Jiang Qian Fan who had been silent the whole time suddenly said: “Where is that bicycle?”

“Oh, I was thinking…… how about giving it to the hotel employees?” Li Yan had a puzzled expression, he couldn’t understand why Jiang Qian Fan would ask about the bicycle

“I want to bring it back to New York”

Li Yan gaped, it’s only a bicycle, there’s no need to bring it over thousands ofQian Fan is blind, he can’t even ride a bike ah!

But Mayer lifted his hand, signalling to Li Yan to not say anything more

They reached the hotel roo Qian Fan and Mayer were left in the room

Mayer slowly brewed a pot of tea, and sat opposite of Jiang Qian Fan

“Mr Jiang, Li Yan said you wanted to try out the dishes around here, why didn’t you let hier, and even rode the bicycle?”

“Lang Hua restaurant was not as outstanding as Li Yan had reported, not enough to collaborate withHua restaurant, Li Yan was also much more nervous than normal ”

“So, Mr Jiang, you think Li Yan is hiding so from you?”

“My trust will only be given once If I had sat in that car, I do not think Li Yan will helpI really want”

“But Miss Lin did, right?”

“Yes”

Right now, Lin Ke Song is sitting in the train totally concussed, when she suddenly woke up, it looks like she has slept for two rounds round the same train route!

Wiping off her saliva, Lin Ke Song hurried off the train

When she got back home, she took a proper shower, laid on her bed and used WeChat to send Song Yi Ran ato New York too

After sending, she put the phone to silent mode, flipped the blanket around and went to sleep

The second day at eight in the , a black Bentley was on the road in the city district

The young person in the front row tapped on the car’s s: “It’s only eight in the ested!”

“Even if it’s in New York, at eight in the , the traffic isn’t any better, needless to say China? Stay cal man” Mayer comforted

Cars were congesting at an intersection, it was difficulteven a few inches every few minutes

Li Yan as sitting at the front cautiously looked at the boss’s face through the rear-view mirror

Jiang Qian Fan was still expressionless whether he felt joy or anger, like an ice statue where there were no fluctuations in the facial expressions

But Li Yan could faintly sense, that Jiang Qian Fan already knew about Chair hi Qian Fan

Jiang Qian Fan wanted to taste the local dishes, originally it could all be left in the hands of Li Yan to plan the tasting, there was no need to specially get a bicycle and get the girl to bring hih the traffic was not under Li Yan’s control, but he still couldn’t help being worried, if they did not get on the plane on ti Qian Fan blame it on him?

TheQian Fan half opened the , the sunlight fell warmly on half his face

Suddenly, he spoke up: “Is there so candied haw on the road?”

Li Yan paused, and looked out of the , seeing only an elderly sloalking on the sidewalk holding a stand that was poked full of candied haw If it were anyone else, they would have been shocked at how Jiang Qian Fan could know even when he couldn’t see But Li Yan has been by his side for al Qian Fan’s sense of s as the smells ithin five metres, he could differentiate them

“There is so candied haw”

“I want a stick”

Li Yan looked at Mayer, Mayer nodded

When he got off the car, Li Yan exhaled He really doesn’t understand Jiang Qian Fan anymore

Tastes on Jiang Qian Fan’s tongue will be linified, no matter if it were delicious flavours or distasteful flavours So Jiang Qian Fan’s expectations of food are so high it went into ridiculous standards Food that ht be hard to s