Let you raise pigs?But kicked me out of the classmate group?

Chapter 1383 A Gentle Flutter

Chapter 1384 A Gentle Flutter
Qin Hao appeared at the door.

He was still wearing his signature dark suit, his posture upright.

It was as if he had just stepped down from a negotiating table at a high-level board meeting.

It was completely out of place in this technologically advanced laboratory.

His gaze was like a precise radar.

It swept across the entire laboratory in an instant.

He paused for half a second on Dr. Sorensen to confirm that it was safe.

finally.

It landed on the person who was holding a cup of coffee.

Arya looked at him with some surprise.

Qin Hao's gaze lingered for a moment on the somewhat incongruous non-prescription glasses on Arya's nose.

His gaze then swept over her beautifully shaped and smooth neck, which was revealed after her hair was styled up.

Then it landed on that well-fitting white lab coat.

A hint of almost undisguised amazement flashed across Qin Hao's deep eyes.

That look.

as if.

This is the first time I've truly seen her clearly.

Apart from the "predator leopard cub".

the other side

-

Capable.

Focus.

Does it even possess an intellectual appeal?
Arya's heart skipped a beat when he looked at her.

My hand trembled. The scalding hot coffee almost spilled!
A surge of heat instantly spread from my cheeks to my ears!

Damn!

When did he come?
How much did you see?

He saw right through my stupid "academic assistant" act?!

"Mr. Qin."

Dr. Sorenson's voice broke the brief, subtly electrifying silence. The old man nodded to Qin Hao.

His tone was unusually "gentle".

"Your 'special assistant'."

The old man emphasized the word "special".

His gaze swept over Arya.

"Although my basic knowledge is as weak as a blank sheet of paper."

Arya's face flushed red instantly.

"But her intuition and direct approach to problem-solving."

"Yes, like a precise scalpel."

"They are incredibly efficient at troubleshooting."

"He's a promising talent, but it's a pity he's wasting his time on fighting and killing."

He picked up the coffee Arya had just placed on the control panel, took a sip, and let out a satisfied sigh.

Qin Hao finally shifted his gaze away from Arya.

He looked at Dr. Sorenson.

A faint, yet genuine smile curved at the corners of his lips.

"To gain Dr. Sorenson's approval."

"It is her honor."

"It seems my plan wasn't too outrageous."

Qin Hao was speaking to the doctor.

But out of the corner of his eye, he clearly caught Arya's expression of relief mixed with a hint of smugness.

Arya lowered her head.

Pretending to organize the notes, my heart was pounding like a drum.

What did Qin Hao mean by that look in his eyes just now?
Was he praising her when he said that?
She felt her cheeks getting even hotter.

"Mr. Qin, you've come at just the right time."

Dr. Sorenson put down his coffee cup.

Serenity returned.

"The core catalyst batch for the second-phase fractionation tower."

"I need to confirm this finally."

"follow me."

He turned and walked towards the core materials analysis room inside.

Qin Hao nodded slightly to Ailiya, signaling her to follow.

Arya took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart.

He picked up the notepad and followed behind the two like a real assistant.

Just as she walked past Qin Hao.

Arya seemed to catch a familiar, cool scent of cedar.

Her heart, which had just calmed down, skipped a beat again.

The most luxurious revolving restaurant on the rooftop of the "Eye of the Chief" hotel in the new city.

The crystal chandelier flows with a dazzling river of light.

Soothing jazz music flowed, amidst the elegant attire and the clinking of glasses.

This was a thank-you dinner hosted by the Qin Group to celebrate the breakthrough progress in the treatment of the "Devil's Throat" pollution and the successful launch of the second phase of the project.

Political and business figures.

A large number of partners are gathered.

Arya felt like she was about to crack open.

Arya was forced to change out of that damned lab coat and into a champagne-colored off-the-shoulder dress that Charlie had somehow gotten his hands on.

The soft silk fabric clung to her powerful waistline.

The skirt hem only reaches above the knee.

She revealed a pair of sleek calves that Charlie mocked as "killer-like."

The woman in the mirror is bright and dazzling.

But she felt extremely uncomfortable!
The dress made her feel restricted.

High heels are like instruments of torture!
She'd rather wear tactical boots, carry weapons, and go mining!

"Wow!"

"Look who this is?"

Charlie, carrying a glass of champagne, floated over like a butterfly.

He exaggeratedly circled around Arya.

He whistled.

"Our predator's 'little leopard'?"

"No no no!"

"Tonight, it's definitely Her Majesty the Queen who has arrived!"

"Boss, don't you think so?"

He mischievously nudged the silent Qin Hao beside him with his elbow.

Qin Hao held a glass of whiskey in his hand, ice cubes gently clinking in the amber liquid.

Qin Hao's gaze fell on Aria.

Her deep eyes clearly reflected her radiant beauty at that moment.

Compared to the image of the bespectacled, hardworking assistant in the lab.

She at this moment.

It possesses a breathtaking, wild beauty.

His Adam's apple bobbed almost imperceptibly.

"Ah."

Qin Hao only uttered a single syllable.

You can't hear much emotion in his voice.

But that focused gaze, intent on etching her current appearance into his mind.

It is more impactful than any praise.

Arya's cheeks burned and her body stiffened under his gaze; she just wanted to disappear into the ground.

Or sew up Charlie's smug mouth!

Arya forced herself to remain calm and glared fiercely at Charlie.

"Shut up, you!"

"Don't talk nonsense again."

"Believe it or not, I'll throw you off here!"

"Tsk tsk, murdering her husband!"

Charlie exaggeratedly clutched his chest.

He then moved closer to Arya.

Lower your voice.

A sly smile appeared on his face.

"Hey."

"honestly."

"The way Qin looked at you just now."

"Wow, that's amazing!"

"It's like discovering a new mineral vein!"

"I'm talking about the little leopard."

"You're doing a great job as a 'technical assistant'."

Even Boss Qin, that perpetual iceberg, is...

"Charlie!"

Qin Hao's icy voice suddenly rang out.

With a hint of warning, he interrupted Charlie's ramblings.

Charlie immediately made a zipping motion around his mouth.

But the mischievous smile in his eyes deepened.

Arya felt her face burning.

My heart was pounding wildly in my chest, almost shattering my ribs.

Qin Hao's gaze just now.

Charlie's words.

She dared not think too deeply and hurriedly turned her face away.

He picked up a glass of champagne from the waiter's tray and took a big gulp.

I tried to suppress that unfamiliar heat and panic.

The cool liquid slid down his throat, but did nothing to extinguish the heat on his face.

Just then, several portly local mining officials, holding wine glasses and beaming with smiles, surrounded Qin Hao.

"Mr. Qin!"

"Congratulations, congratulations!"

"'Devil's Throat' has been brought back to life."

"This is truly a miracle!"

"Yeah yeah!"

"The Qin Group is truly a lucky star for Zangwei!"

"Mr. Qin."

"Regarding the cooperation intentions for that new exploration area in the eastern part of the new city."

"Look."

Qin Hao was instantly surrounded by enthusiastic greetings and business probes.

His face returned to its usual distant yet polite social smile.

Deal with it calmly.

His gaze, however, almost imperceptibly swept across the crowd, making him seem somewhat out of place.

Arya stood frozen in place, holding her wine glass.

She was like a cheetah that had wandered into Swan Lake.

Arya looked at Qin Hao, who was surrounded by the crowd.

Watching him navigate the hypocritical social interactions with ease, the inexplicable stirring in my heart was gradually replaced by an indescribable sense of loss and irritability.

This is Qin Hao's world—glamorous and dazzling, yet full of scheming and exchanges of interests.

And what about her?
Where does she belong?
The Abdul family?

Predator group?
Mine pit?

battlefield?

Or is he that fake "assistant" in the lab?
She didn't want to stay here anymore.

This dress, these fake smiles, all made her feel suffocated.

She put down the champagne she had barely touched.

She turned around, wanting to leave this place that had left her feeling so confused and disoriented.

Just as she turned around
-

"Arya".

Qin Hao's voice rang out clearly behind her, cutting through the noisy small talk.

Arya stopped in her tracks, her body instantly stiffening.

The officials surrounding Qin Hao also stopped talking in surprise.

Following Qin Hao's gaze, they looked at Aria.

Qin Hao simply nodded slightly to the officials in a very natural manner.

"Sorry, excuse me."

They calmly parted the crowd.

He walked up to Arya in a few steps.

Under the dazzling lights.

Qin Hao's tall figure loomed over them, bringing an invisible sense of oppression.

It also shielded them from the inquisitive gazes of those around them.

The cool, cedar scent emanating from him, mixed with a faint aroma of wine, instantly enveloped Arya.

Arya's heart skipped a beat, then began to pound even more wildly.

She stiffly raised her head, meeting Qin Hao's deep eyes.

The distance that had been there during the earlier social interaction was gone.

There was only one kind of calm and focused emotion that she couldn't understand.

"uncomfortable?"

Qin Hao's voice was deep, and only the two of them could hear it clearly.

Qin Hao's gaze swept over Aria's slightly flushed cheeks and tightly pursed lips.

"No, no."

Arya's voice was a little strained.

I instinctively wanted to take a step back to create some distance.

But those damn high heels made her stumble!
A warm and strong hand firmly supported her elbow.

The warmth of that hand seeped through the thin silk fabric.

It was clearly imprinted on her skin.

It carries an irresistible force and a sense of security.

"Not used to wearing it?"

Qin Hao's gaze fell on the pair of exquisite silver high heels on her feet.

His tone carried a hint of understanding.

Even the faintest hint of a smile?

Arya felt as if the place where his palm touched was on fire.

The heat quickly spread throughout my body.

She abruptly pulled her arm back.

"I want you to take care of it!"

She almost growled in anger.

Her voice carried a hint of coquettishness that she herself was unaware of.

Qin Hao looked at the little leopard with its fur standing on end.

Looking into her eyes, I saw a mixture of shame, anger, panic, and stubbornness.

I looked at her earlobes, which were slightly red from discomfort.

That faint smile seemed to deepen slightly.

He did not approach any closer.

He simply turned slightly to the side, indicating the direction leading to the terrace.

It was a place far from the hustle and bustle, with a cool night breeze.

"Want to come out for some fresh air with me?"

His voice was no longer a command.

Instead, it carried a hint of inquiry.

A strange gentleness.

"It's too stuffy here."

Qin Hao's gaze swept over the hypocritical social gatherings around him, his expression suggestive.

Arya was stunned.

She looked at Qin Hao's outstretched hand, which he hadn't retracted, indicating the direction.

Looking into his eyes, I saw a calm and gentle expression unlike anything I'd seen before.

Listen to what he said again.

"Stay with me"

A surge of emotion instantly overwhelmed all her awkwardness and irritability.

My heart felt like it had been gently tickled by a feather, both itchy and numb.

She even forgot to think about the meaning behind the invitation.

As if under a spell, he nodded almost imperceptibly.

Arya even forgot about the discomfort caused by those damn high heels on her feet.

Some of them move in unison.

Following Qin Hao's figure, we walked through the crowd.

Walk towards that starlit terrace, far from the hustle and bustle.

Behind.

Charlie watched the two figures disappear into the distance.

His smile was as bright as a child who had stolen candy.

He silently made a victory sign in the direction of Ali.

"here."

Qin Hao's voice suddenly broke the silence.

But silence made her even more anxious.

"It's much more comfortable than down there."

"Ah."

Arya responded softly, her voice terribly dry.

She didn't know what to say; her mind was a jumbled mess.

It was all from the burning heat of his palm when he supported me just now.

And that sentence of his.

The thrill of "coming out with me for some fresh air" almost overwhelmed her.

There was another moment of silence.

A gentle evening breeze carried the faint sound of music from afar.

"Uncle Sanka".

Qin Hao suddenly spoke, his gaze still fixed on the distance.

The sound stirred ripples in Arya's heart.

"I moved into my new home this afternoon."

Arya suddenly raised her head, her eyes instantly lighting up.

The initial panic was replaced by surprise and joy.

"Really?"

"He...he agreed?"

Qin Hao finally turned his head.

His gaze calmly fell on her face, which had instantly become radiant.

That focused gaze stirred Arya's heart.

"Ali personally escorted him there."

"The doctor at the community clinic examined him and prescribed medication."

Qin Hao's voice lowered, carrying a strange gentleness.

"He said."

"Thank you for the medicine you sent last time."

"besides."

He said his son's name.

“Engraved on the monument.”

"very good."

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