Exclusive Love: Pampered by the Scheming Tycoon-Chapter 192: Treating Her Like a Crazy Fan

"No, no, no, I absolutely have to compensate. How much? Just tell me..." Lin Banxia felt she had to take full responsibility.

"It might be a few thousand..." The man hadn’t actually planned on asking her to compensate, so he gave a vague price.

When Lin Banxia heard how expensive it would be, her face instantly flushed bright red. "I don’t have that much cash on me... um... How about I give you my phone number? You can call me, and I’ll bring the money to you."

"Heh, forget it!" The man chuckled meaningfully when he heard her and, with his long strides, disappeared right in front of Lin Banxia.

"Hey, wait! Don’t go... How am I supposed to pay you back?" Lin Banxia was dumbfounded. What was Leng Weichen up to? He wasn’t even holding her accountable?

Truly, he’s a gentleman with style.

Lin Banxia stood frozen, staring at the direction where Leng Weichen had disappeared when suddenly, mocking laughs from several women came from behind her.

"Miss, I truly admire your shamelessness. Using tricks like this to chase a man? So outdated. And handing out your phone number? Heh... Bold enough, straightforward enough."

"Exactly! We’ve been trailing that hottie for quite a while and didn’t even dare say hello, yet here you are, smacking into his phone and then trying to get his number. Shameless much?"

"Guess you think your looks are something special, huh? Flaunting it, much?"

After hearing their ridicule, Lin Banxia instantly understood what the man’s chuckle and "forget it" meant earlier.

Leng Weichen must also think she intentionally broke his phone to try to get his phone number, right?

Ugh, these people’s minds are way too twisted! She really meant to sincerely offer compensation!

Lin Banxia smirked disdainfully and retorted, "You’re absolutely right. My face is this thick—jealous, are you?"

The women got even angrier upon hearing this and immediately decided not to engage further. They shot her a few disdainful glances before scurrying off.

After this little mishap, Lin Banxia quickly remembered her actual airport task and hurriedly began looking around for Huo Ning.

"Oh no, oh no! Where could she be?"

Lin Banxia ran through every corner of the airport, but Huo Ning was nowhere to be found.

Did she leave by herself in a cab?

With a face full of "crying without tears," Lin Banxia sat in her car, wearing a bitter expression, as she called Yan Ting.

"Hey, honey, um... I couldn’t pick up your aunt. Could you call her to check if she left on her own?"

"Late again?" The man asked calmly, hearing her apologetic tone. freeweɓnøvel~com

"No... I totally saw her earlier. But then a little incident happened, and now I can’t find her anywhere," Lin Banxia didn’t dare mention she’d run into Leng Weichen.

Yan Ting had already suspected before that her crush might be Leng Weichen. If he found out it was because of Leng Weichen that she’d botched this whole task, wouldn’t he be furious?

"Alright, you head home first. I’ll call my aunt and figure it out. We’ll have dinner together tonight, okay?" Yan Ting didn’t press further; he simply told her to go home.

Lin Banxia bit her lip and agreed, then drove home.

Yan Ting called his aunt, only to find out that she had indeed taken a cab to the Huo Family’s house.

Yan Ting apologized to his aunt—after all, he’d originally promised to have his girlfriend pick her up from the airport. Now things had turned out this way, which indeed looked a bit irresponsible.

Huo Ning wasn’t one to dwell on such matters, though. She wasn’t upset and gladly agreed to the dinner plans for later that evening.

By evening, Lin Banxia was still feeling regretful for not picking up Huo Ning. Yan Ting had already sent her the restaurant address, asking her to head over first.

Lin Banxia thought to herself that, during dinner, she needed to sincerely apologize to Huo Ning.

She arrived at the restaurant Yan Ting had reserved—it was a very upscale Western-style establishment.

Since it was only a three-person dinner, Yan Ting had chosen a table by the window, rather than a private room. The spot offered a view of half the city’s night lights.