Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance
Chapter 879

Vincent's face flushed with a touch of embarrassment. "Oh, Leo, come with me to my office for a bit." Leo, feeling upbeat, got up and followed him.

In the office, Vincent closed the door and gestured to the sofa. "Take a seat; I'll grab you some water."

Leo quickly jumped in, taking over the water-fetching duty. "No worries, boss, you sit down. I'll get the water."

Vincent nodded approvingly. "Leo, I didn't call you in for anything serious-just wanted to chat a bit. I care about my team's lives outside work. Do you have any kids?" Leo replied, "I'm an only child."

Vincent shared, "Same here, just one daughter."

Internally, Leo rolled his eyes. Officially, Vincent only had one daughter, but who knew how many were out there? "Well, it sounds like she gets all the love."

"Absolutely, she's my pride and joy. I give her whatever she wants. By the way, Leo, what do your folks do?"

Leo's eyes dimmed a little as he poured the water. "My parents aren't working."

Vincent chuckled, clearly skeptical. "How do they manage to support you without jobs?"

Thinking of his father's profession, Leo said, "All my dad's money comes from the public."

Vincent was puzzled. Was Leo's family struggling, relying on donations?

Watching Leo's retreating figure, Vincent, recalling his observations over time, laughed again. "You're pulling my leg, right? Tell me how I can get the public to fund me. Maybe I'll shut down my company and live on donations instead." Leo placed the tea cup on Vincent's desk. "Actually, my dad still leans on his elders."

Vincent remarked, "Well, at least there's someone to lean on. Me? I have to rely on myself my family can't pitch in."

Leo stayed silent.

Vincent, slowly realizing Leo was guarding his family's privacy, said, "Leo, young folks shouldn't be so secretive. Bosses don't like it. I ask because I care. I wouldn't bother with others. Be straightforward; it's more likable. So, what's the real deal with your family?" Leo countered directly, "Vincent, just say what you're getting at. Yeah, I might be overthinking, but so are you. My family knows and supports my work here. They understand, so it won't become an issue."

Vincent's face showed a hint of discomfort as he sensed Leo's reluctance. He switched topics. "What's your major?"

"Economics."

Vincent sighed, "My daughter is studying business management. Economics and management-they're a perfect fit." As the tea's aroma lingered, Leo had no interest in tasting it. "Too bad, I'm not planning to stick to my field." Vincent's irritation was thinly veiled. "Then what do you want to do?"

"Grad school, to dive deep into technology."

Vincent laughed again. "Even better! One handles business, the other technology-sounds like a dream team." Leo looked at Vincent, paused for a moment, then nodded with a smile. "You've got a point."

"See? You agree, right? Ha-ha."

Leo nodded. "Absolutely. Sean's into tech, your daughter's into management. They'd make quite the pair." "Leo!"

Leo feigned innocence. "What's up, Vincent?"

"Are you really clueless, or just

pretending? Let me be clear: you're sharp enough to know that in business, strong alliances aren't rare. But I don't want my daughter sacrificing herself for the company someday. She's my only child, and I want to ensure everything I

have-my company, my

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wealth-goes to her... and my future son-in-law! I'm worried she might struggle alone, so I want someone reliable by her side. You catch my drift?"

Leo nodded. "I get it. You're looking out for her, wanting someone dependable No worries, Vincent. From what I've seen, Sean could be the right guy for your daughter. And hey, you're still young. Another kid could be in the cards. No need to be so gloomy. There's so much to enjoy out there; life's too short for last

wishes."

Vincent was almost speechless with frustration.

Leo stood up. "But I understand your point, Vincent. Rest assured, I'll keep an eye on Sean and vet him quietly for you. I've got a backlog of work, so I'll get back to it. Don't worry; your secret mission is safe with me." With that, Leo left the office.

Vincent sat there, feeling like his

plans had been completely derailed. He had intended to have a straightforward chat with Leo, but somehow, Leo had led the whole conversation astray. Reflecting on it, Vincent realized he had ended up talking about trivialities.

Vincent looked toward the door, eyes narrowing with cunning. "I underestimated you."

After Leo left, he noticed everyone was still hard at work, but their glances kept sneaking his way.

He sat down, saw Anya's photo on his desk, and texted his girlfriend, "Pick me up after work tonight, bring your laptop."

Anya's cute response came: Got it.

Why did a simple "Got it" from her sound so adorable?

Leo smiled.

Later, in the afternoon, Anya stood at the most noticeable spot outside the office building with a white laptop bag, waiting for Leo.

Leo saw her message, "Chad, I'm here, right at the entrance."

He looked around; the workday was officially over, but since Vincent was still around, no one dared to leave first.

Waiting for someone to take the plunge.

Leo stood up, stretching. "Day's done! Anyone heading out with me? The elevators will be packed soon."

With Leo leading the way, everyone started packing up, chatting in pairs or small groups about dinner plans or shopping.

Leo joined the conversation, seamlessly blending in with the chatter.

When the elevator arrived, they all piled in.

Packed with colleagues, Leo found the moment to chime in, "Any good movies out lately?"

"Oh~ Leo's hitting the movies? With Vincent's daughter, maybe?"

Another colleague from logistics added, "Looks like we should start congratulating you, huh?"

Leo's smile had a hint of his uncle's coolness. "You can joke about food, but not about this. Vincent's actually eyeing Sean. You all know I have a girlfriend-if she hears this, she might just skin me alive tonight."