Capturing the Millionaire’s Heart on Divorce Day novel Chapter 223

Confronted with his mother's inquiry, Qin Hualin felt a mix of helplessness and amusement.

He could only say: "A colleague."

Hearing it was a colleague, Mrs. Qin's interest waned, mistaking it for work-related matters: "Then come home early."

"Will do."

The bond between Qin Hualin and his parents was somewhat superficial—not out of estrangement, but due to the long stretches he spent alone abroad. He became accustomed to internalizing his struggles, shouldering them without revealing his innermost thoughts.

Over time, his inner world had become a solitary domain.

Leaving the Air China Building, Qin Hualin received Amelia's W******p message.

Amelia: Is this place okay?

Amelia: [Location]

Qin Hualin glanced at it and replied: On my way.

On the other end, Amelia had specially ducked out of work early to change into a new outfit before heading out again.

The prospect of meeting Qin Hualin filled her with excitement, greater than any she had experienced when meeting new people. Her anticipation was through the roof.

After all, every aspect of this man appealed to her visually. Any additional attraction would have to come through personal interaction.

Amelia waited nervously, occasionally checking her makeup in the mirror to ensure perfection.

About fifteen minutes later, a figure finally appeared in the restaurant.

Amelia spotted him instantly, but she wasn't the only one; other women's gazes also homed in on Qin Hualin with ravenous intrigue.

Sensing their predatory stares, Amelia grew increasingly uneasy.

The next moment, she stood up, waving to him, "Mr. Qin."

Qin Hualin's gaze shifted toward her, he nodded slightly and strode over.

Amelia wasn't overly dolled up, just lively enough to give off a refreshing vibe, starkly contrasting Qin Hualin's subdued and methodical presence.

"Mr. Qin, please order," Amelia handed him the menu.

"Just call me Qin Hualin."

Qin Hualin then asked, "Have you ordered?"

"I'm good with anything." Amelia's smile was genuine and easy, unforced, and comfortable.

Such an expression rarely ventured into Qin Hualin's world.

He was used to purpose-driven smiles and official demeanors.

Qin Hualin picked a couple of dishes, then let Amelia choose another two.

Four dishes in total were enough for them.

Once the waiter left, Amelia launched the conversation: "Do you have any hobbies outside work?"

"Rarely. I usually get home late after work."

"And on your days off?"

Qin Hualin wasn't being evasive; he simply stated, "Days off are scarce too."

Amelia surmised that Qin Hualin must indeed be part of Air China's management team.

She fiddled with her fingers, "Qin...Hualin?"

The man across smiled gently, "Yes."

"May I ask a bold question?" Amelia blushed slightly, a rare show of shyness, "Are you... single?"

Qin Hualin leaned back in his chair, not quite languid, but decidedly relaxed.

He observed Amelia silently.

Amelia's looks were definitely top-tier, and her figure, as expected of a flight attendant, was unquestionably attractive. Her disposition, however, was that of a radiant sunflower in full bloom.

After what seemed like half a minute, Qin Hualin slowly nodded, "Yes, single."

Amelia was aware that Qin Hualin wasn't setting any unnecessary barriers for her.

Her heart pounded like a drum; the smooth talking that came so naturally to her seemed misplaced now.

Even speaking felt like stumbling over words.

"Let's eat first, it's been a long day."

When the food arrived, Amelia pushed some dishes a bit closer to Qin Hualin's side.