Chapter 58: Thinking
Hearing this, the uncle beside him, thinking that Huai Dan was unhappy with the title, quickly tried to smooth things over.
He looked at Luo Jing and reminded him, “He’s not your uncle, Mr. Huai isn’t that much older than you. You should call him brother.”
Luo Jing remained speechless: “…”
Huai Dan, however, chuckled softly: “Really? How much older?”
Hearing this, Uncle Zhang understood that this young and powerful Mr. Huai had a favorable impression of their young master, so he quickly seized the opportunity to introduce him: “Xiao Jing is twenty-one now, only five years younger than you.”
Huai Dan nodded slightly, then looked at Luo Jing.
At this point, Uncle Zhang realized that this young man was so capable that people often forgot he was only in his twenties.
Truly impressive.
Thinking this, he subtly gave Luo Jing a look.
Call him, Young Master, what a great opportunity.
“…”
“Oh.” Luo Jing nodded, looking at the man standing opposite him, calm and composed, pretending not to know him, and suddenly felt a rebellious urge.
After a pause, he looked at Huai Dan and said with a straight face, “Uncle.”
Uncle Zhang: “…”
Sigh, this child.
He looked at Huai Dan awkwardly, about to smooth things over again, when he saw that the man didn’t look annoyed at all, but rather seemed to accept the title readily.
“Mm,” Huai Dan replied, then said to the senior executive surnamed Zhang, “Thank you, I’ll chat with…”
Huai Dan paused, then continued, “Xiao Jing for a while.”
Luo Jing: “…”
Hearing this, Uncle Zhang immediately and tactfully agreed, then patted the young master’s shoulder: “Then I won’t disturb you young people. Have a good chat with Mr. Huai. I’ll go now.”
His words were filled with concern, practically telling Luo Jing not to say anything wrong and to please him.
Uncle Zhang knew what he was doing. Although he didn’t know how the boss had invited this person, this man was the most important person at this reception. Having a good relationship with him would only benefit Luo Jing.
After Uncle Zhang left, Luo Jing turned to Huai Dan and said, his tone unfriendly, “Brother, why didn’t you reply to my messages?”
Was he deliberately trying to scare him?
Huai Dan, however, raised an eyebrow: “Why aren’t you calling me uncle anymore?”
Luo Jing: “…”
“You said your face was going to be stuck from smiling, but I don’t see it,” he added, his tone clearly teasing.
Luo Jing felt that Huai Dan was becoming increasingly outrageous.
After a pause, he put on a fake smile, complying with his wish: “Uncle Huai, do you like it when I call you that?”
Huai Dan chuckled: “It’s alright.”
Luo Jing: “…”
“Well, you are five years older than me, after all,” he retorted, his smile not reaching his eyes.
“Do you think your uncle is old?” Huai Dan asked seriously.
“…” Luo Jing closed his eyes in pain.
When would this strange role-playing game end?
Seeing that the person in front of him was about to explode, Huai Dan’s lips curved slightly, and he stopped teasing him: “Tired? Do you want to go rest for a while?”
Luo Jing looked around and saw Uncle Zhang, who had seemingly left so casually, standing by a long table, staring intently in their direction like a human surveillance camera.
Uncle Zhang, seeing Luo Jing look over, used his eyes to ask how the conversation was going.
Luo Jing thought for a moment, then walked towards him.
Uncle Zhang froze, his eyes widening in surprise.
Because Mr. Huai, whom he had thought would leave after their conversation, was following closely behind their young master.
“Uncle,” Luo Jing said, as if not noticing the person behind him, or not caring. “Who else do I need to meet?”
Uncle Zhang looked at Luo Jing, then at Huai Dan, who was standing behind him, his expression natural.
Huai Dan was looking down at Luo Jing, as if noticing something, then reached out and touched the back of his head.
Luo Jing turned his head slightly: “?”
Huai Dan showed him a piece of lint he had picked off his head, then let it go.
Luo Jing turned back.
Huai Dan lowered his hand and, as he passed by Luo Jing’s neck, straightened his collar.
The naturalness of his actions shocked everyone present who didn’t know them.
Luo Jing was the protagonist of this banquet, but Huai Dan’s arrival was unexpected. His presence elevated the significance of the event, and coupled with their outstanding appearances, they easily attracted everyone’s attention when they stood together.
Watching their interaction, Uncle Zhang felt conflicted.
He hadn’t known that this Mr. Huai was so approachable.
But overall, it was a good thing, assuming that Huai Dan and their young master simply got along well. So he came back to his senses and quickly said, “You’ve met almost everyone, go and rest.”
Luo Jing breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Huai Dan: “Brother, do you have anything else to do? I want to go sit over there on the sofa for a while.”
Having achieved his sole purpose of coming here, Huai Dan nodded and left with Luo Jing, not sparing a glance for anyone else present.
After settling Luo Jing on the sofa, Huai Dan gestured towards Lin Xue and Luo Zhang, who were standing not far away: “I’ll go greet your parents.”
Luo Jing nodded.
Huai Dan was satisfied and glanced at the glass in Luo Jing’s hand: “Don’t drink anything you shouldn’t.”
“It’s grape juice,” Luo Jing said, holding up his glass and looking at him.
Sitting on the sofa, watching Huai Dan walk away, Luo Jing took a sip of the drink he had been holding and put it down on the table in front of him, letting his mind wander.
The man was tall and elegant, slightly taller than his parents. The people who had been talking to his parents tactfully excused themselves when they saw him approach.
Luo Jing’s father, holding a glass of champagne, was saying something to Huai Dan and patted his shoulder. Huai Dan listened attentively with his head slightly lowered, looking very humble, while Lin Xue stood beside them, looking at him with a smile, her eyes filled with appreciation and affection.
“Hello, are you Young Master Luo?” A wine glass suddenly appeared in front of him. Luo Jing froze and instinctively looked up, meeting the gaze of an artist with light makeup.
This person looked strangely familiar…
After a moment, Luo Jing realized that this person looked a bit like Xie You.
Their hairstyle and clothing style were also quite similar.
“Hello,” Luo Jing asked, “You are…?”
“I’m a new trainee at the company…” The young artist introduced himself.
He seemed a bit older than Luo Jing. This name wasn’t in Luo Jing’s memory, probably someone the company had recently recruited, but he still nodded politely in response: “Hello.”
“I saw you at my seniors’ concert before,” the young artist said, acting very familiar and sitting down next to Luo Jing.
This “seniors” probably referred to Luminary.
Not liking being too close to strangers, Luo Jing subtly moved aside, creating some distance.
The young artist seemed oblivious and continued to smile: “I saw you sitting here for a long time, so I came to chat with you… Can I call you Xiao Jing?”
Perhaps because Luo Jing looked young and harmless, this person acted very familiar, seemingly wanting to quickly close the distance between them, his words slightly inappropriate.
Luo Jing frowned slightly, starting to think of an excuse to leave.
The other artists had actually been watching Luo Jing for a long time, and seeing this person approach him, they also felt a stirring of interest.
Seeing him silent, the young artist didn’t feel awkward and continued, “I had a good feeling about you the moment I saw you. Can we exchange contact information?”
His words were too direct, and Luo Jing froze, then found it a bit amusing.
Could the words “I like you” be spoken so easily?
He composed himself and was about to speak when the young artist spoke again: “Although I’m not as good as Brother Xie, I’m not bad either… Can you also consider me?”
Luo Jing: “…”
Luo Jing: “???”
He was so shocked by this sentence that his mind short-circuited for a moment.
After recovering, he said, “You seem to have misunderstood something. Also, the company’s resource allocation is quite fair. As long as you’re talented enough, you won’t be buried.”
“Don’t do anything unnecessary, and don’t impose your personal feelings on others,” Luo Jing said, unusually serious.
The young artist, seeing Luo Jing’s expression, panicked and instinctively asked, “Are you and Xie You together?”
Luo Jing sighed helplessly: “Why does everyone…”
“Together with who?” A deep male voice sounded. The young artist instinctively looked over and saw an elegant and aloof man standing behind him, looking down at him with a cold gaze.
He instinctively stood up.
The man’s aura was too strong, and he didn’t even dare to breathe.
“Brother,” Luo Jing breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Huai Dan.
He was finally back. That greeting had been long enough.
Huai Dan replied and glanced at the standing young artist: “Aren’t you leaving?”
The young artist flinched and quickly left.
Huai Dan sat down next to Luo Jing and put down his wine glass.
After a while, Luo Jing couldn’t help but ask, “Brother, what are you thinking about?”
It had been at least five minutes since they sat down, and Huai Dan hadn’t said a word, hadn’t looked at his phone, or done anything else, just sitting there in a daze.
In short, it wasn’t his usual behavior.
“Thinking,” Huai Dan replied after two seconds, his voice calm. “Why so many people have their eyes on you.”
Luo Jing: “…”
The atmosphere instantly became awkward, and Luo Jing fell silent.
But he wasn’t calm. In this noisy environment, he could even hear his own racing heartbeat.
He took a shallow breath.
Why could this person easily control his heartbeat with just a few words? Would he develop heart problems from spending too much time with Huai Dan?
Luo Jing admired himself a little. In such a critical moment, he still had the mind to think about such things.
Composing himself, Luo Jing was about to say something when Huai Dan suddenly said, “Let’s go.”
Luo Jing: “?”
“Where are we going?” he asked.
“Home,” Huai Dan said, then gestured slightly towards Luo Zhang and Lin Xue. “Let’s go say goodbye to your parents.”
