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535 The One Who Rejected You

"What?! You sent my niece on a blind date with your nephew?! Have you asked me about this?!"

"Feifei, will you calm down a little?"

The one fuming was Yan Ying's aunt, Su Feifei who just learned that her beloved niece was sent on a blind date without her knowledge. And the guy was actually the nephew of her own classmate. What was going on in this world?!

"Yiheng! How can you expect me to calm down? My Yingying is very dear to me. Even I never forced her to date, anyone! How can that old crafty lady even do this? That old lady always goes against me!"

"That crafty old lady is Yan Ying's paternal grandmother. While you're her maternal aunt!" Said the man named Yiheng smiling perfunctorily at this high school classmate of his. "Besides, you never forced her for a blind date because you're still single yourself. Madam Chuan doesn't go against you. I believe she just doesn't like the way you live that's why she tried to keep her granddaughter away from you."

Su Feifei snorted, "What's the use? My niece still follows the Su Family's traditions."

"Don't drag your niece's happiness in this. Besides, I told you already I can't possibly go against Madam Chuan's wishes. She asked for this blind date, I arranged it. Don't vent your anger on me!"

Su Feifei's brows knitted up. However, after thinking about it some more, she asked, "Is your nephew handsome?"

Han Yiheng pointed towards a big banner hanging from the ceiling of the mall and asked, "You tell me. Is he handsome?"

Su Feifei looked at the advertisement banner of a boy who looked rather young with his gorgeous smile for a long time before saying, "Not bad!" She bit her nail anxiously and questioned, "Is he in showbiz?" Han Yiheng nodded his head. "Why? Didn't your brother leave his company for him?" She narrowed her eyes dangerously. "Or you turned into an evil uncle and snatched everything from your innocent nephew?"

Han Yiheng wanted to smack her head. But considering that they were now sitting at the food court in a bustling mall, he didn't do so. Besides, they weren't high school students anymore. He had to keep his hands in control.

"Why would I take everything from him?" His tone was sharper than he intended it to be. "Besides, Bohai suddenly decided to join the showbiz on his own. I still have no idea why he wanted to become an actor."

"Looks like you and I are gonna become relatives from old friends now," remarked Han Yiheng while his eyes were stuck on the phone screen.

"What do you mean?" asked Su Feifei frowning at him.

Han Yiheng showed her the phone where Han Bohai's WeChat Moments were opened. It was a photo of Ying with Han Bohai standing right next to each other. Actually, with their heads turned, one was looking upward and one was looking downward. However, the pair of eyes were looking into each other lovingly.

This photo baffled Su Feifei. She knew her niece's hatred towards photos. But if she agreed to take this photo, it meant there was no joke in this at all. Her niece was really gonna date. She was finally ready to leave her unrequited love behind her!

"Is this that shocking to you?" Han Yiheng shook her shoulder to get her attention.

Su Feifei shook her head and looked up at Han Yiheng. Her eyelashes trembled and soon her eyes watered. Han Yiheng was taken aback. He rushed to her side while patting her shoulder, "How can you cry over this? I have known you since high school and I have never seen you cry. Why are you crying over this?"

Su Feifei couldn't hold her tears back as it fell she said, "I feel so happy for her."

Han Yiheng finally let out a sigh of relief and shook his head at her. Since the time Yan Ying was born, he had heard about her. He never met Yan Ying but Su Feifei never stopped talking about her niece. He always felt like Yan Ying was Su Feifei's own daughter. My Yingying did this, my Yingying did that. Ever since Ying was born, Su Feifei's life was all about 'My Yingying'.

He patted her head saying, "Relax! She isn't getting married just yet. Save some tears for later."

His words didn't work since she cried even louder making everyone look in their direction. Han Yiheng was feeling exasperated now. This friend of his definitely knew how to put him in most awkward situations. And he also didn't know why he was still friends with her after so many years.

"Why are you crying even more now?"

Su Feifei took the tissue he passed and wiped her runny nose in a very unladylike manner proving herself to be rightfully Ying's aunt. Leaning into his touch, she went on, "She is my one and only niece. I have poured my heart and soul in loving her. You better tell your nephew to cherish her. I'm not a good person and you know it very well."

Han Yiheng couldn't help laughing as he looked down at her. "Wipe your tears. Even your threats aren't working with this look."

Su Feifei glared at him with those tears hanging at the ends of her eyes. She looked harmless for the very first time since the time he knew her. Because Su Feifei had such a domineering presence that everyone would cower away in fear. It was no joke that she became the Director of such a big Syndicate. That's why it was even more surprising to know this strong woman's weakness was her only niece.

"For the very first time, you look awfully cute," said Han Yiheng.

Su Feifei punched his stomach making him curl up as she stood up from her chair saying, "You really know how to get my worst side to come out."

Instead of being mad at her, he laughed even louder at her reaction. He knew she was embarrassed at being called cute. Seriously, this forty-something woman was really an emotional mess even at this age!

"Aunt Fei!"

Su Feifei rubbed her nose and turned around. Seeing Dylan standing before her, she smiled widely, "Oh! It's the Qiu family's little master!" As she noticed the two ladies behind him, her smile stiffened as she leaned towards Han Yiheng and whispered, "Isn't that the woman who rejected you back then?"

Han Yiheng glared at Su Feifei but soon his eyes couldn't help wandering back to that ever so familiar face of... Francesca Salvay.