Even though they knew each other, this man was too dangerous, and she didn’t plan to open the door for him.
Qiao Mo held her breath and remained silent, hoping he would leave after a while when he thought no one was there.
But how could she forget that this man was never one to give up easily.
After two minutes of no response, he started kicking the door with loud thuds, causing echoes that disturbed the neighborhood.
"If you don’t open the door, I’ll go find Xie Qinghuan."
A touch of helplessness crossed Qiao Mo’s eyes; since when did Qinghuan beco this guy’s catchphrase?
The last ti, he said he would take the door off if she didn’t open it, but now it had changed to going to find Qinghuan.
Qiao Mo hesitated for a mont and softly said, "It’s already ten o’clock. Do you have sothing going on?"
Yan Yiheng frowned, very dissatisfied: "Open the door! Quickly!"
Qiao Mo hesitated again, figuring he wasn’t likely to do anything to her, and finally slowly opened the door.
Yan Yiheng walked in familiarly, glanced around, and said indifferently, "It seems the house Jiang Jinghao found for you is quite nice."
Qiao Mo turned and poured him a glass of water.
Yan Yiheng sat on the sofa, sized her up for a mont, and said, "How’s the recovery going?"
"Uh, it’s pretty good."
He crossed his legs, wanted to light a cigarette, looked at Qiao Mo, and then tossed the cigarette back into the pack.
He just sat there without speaking.
Qiao Mo sat with him.
But after a whole hour, he drank cup after cup of water but still hadn’t stated his intentions.
Qiao Mo was beside him, yawning constantly, tears welling up from her eyes.
But how could she dare to ask him to leave, fearing he’d tear down her house if she offended him even slightly.
But sitting for over an hour like this, was Yan Yiheng planning to be the guardian of her new house?
"Mr. Yan, did you co over... because you have sothing to do?" Qiao Mo couldn’t help but ask.
Yan Yiheng frowned and said, "Just wanted to check on you."
"Oh..." Qiao Mo nodded, feeling a chill down her spine.
Have you ever seen soone check on you at midnight?
Have you ever seen soone stay silent for an hour as a way to check on you?
Great, she witnessed both today.
As ti ticked by, Qiao Mo was nodding off, but Yan Yiheng remained silent, instead narrowing his eyes and pretending to sleep.
Qiao Mo was on the verge of tears; it felt like he was here to tornt her.
Yet she couldn’t sleep because if a single man and woman slept in the sa room, what would that be called?
Qiao Mo had no choice but to look at him despairingly, her mind spiraling into chaotic thoughts.
Could it be Fu Nancheng ran into Jiang Jinghao today, and worried they might live together, he sent Yan Jiu as a guardian?
Or did this gentleman have a ntal lapse and enter the wrong door today?
Or had she offended him at so point? So after she and Fu Nancheng broke up, was he using this thod to retaliate against her?
Or... did sothing happen to Fu Nancheng...
Qiao Mo nodded off in her sleepiness, "Mr. Yan... do you have any other matters?"
"No, just checking on you."
"I’m fine... really fine, extrely fine, superbly fine," Qiao Mo replied earnestly, just wanting to send him off quickly.
Yan Jiu seed very dissatisfied with Qiao Mo’s reaction, frowned again, and fixed his gaze on her.
Qiao Mo forced a smile to cope, her eyelids fluttering as they fought to stay open. Just as she was about to drift off again, he finally spoke.
"Call Xie Qinghuan."
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