Bo Qin smiled without speaking, "Thank you."
Lin Ye walked out, waving his hand, "No need to be so polite, after all, you're Jian Dan's uncle, and Linlin is Jian Dan's close friend. It's only right to lend a hand. We all have such a good relationship, how could we not help? Don't you agree?"
Bo Qin raised his eyebrow but said nothing.
Lin Ye returned to the room and took Zhao Linlin to the restaurant for a meal. Zhao Linlin couldn't eat, "I always feel like this isn't right; Jian Dan's getting a raw deal."
Lin Ye burst into laughter, "You."
Zhao Linlin pouted and glared at Lin Ye. She wanted to get angry, but then realized she was being unreasonable, and sat in her seat like a deflated balloon. "Lin Ye, if in the end Jian Dan and Bo Qin don't get together, what does that make us? What are we, matchmakers? I really don't like that title, nor do I want to admit to such a thing, but..."
