"Allure Love?" Xia Wan’an expressed surprise for a second, then laughed, "Makes sense. He’s the very type to do such unusual acts in this world!"
He Che: "..." Is this praise, or sarcasm?
Because of her, He Che was dragged by "AllureLove" to rush from Beijing to Hong Kong overnight. Xia Wan’an felt a bit guilty, then quickly spoke again, "He Che, you’ve really gone through a lot this ti. AllureLove’s just like that, getting worked up over every single thing. Next ti he gives you a hard ti, tell . I’ll give him a taste of his own dicine for you!"
He Che: "...Okay."
"Perfect, He Che, since you’re here, co in and help ..." Xia Wan’an jumped away from the door, "Can you bring my glass of water to my bedside? My foot’s acting up, so I can’t get around carrying hot water..."
He Che nodded, said "Okay," and then stepped into Xia Wan’an’s room.
...
Neither He Che nor Xia Wan’an noticed that at the hotel corridor’s corner, a person was hiding and recording the scene of He Che stepping into Xia Wan’an’s hotel room with his phone.
...
While He Che was warming water for Xia Wan’an, she curiously asked, "By the way, He Che, how did you et AllureLove?"
"Um... It was a chance encounter."
"Chance encounter? Don’t tell you happened to et him while you were driving a private car?" Xia Wan’an thought that the only possibility for AllureLove and He Che, who ca from completely different worlds to et, was this.
He Che, who was pouring water with his back to Xia Wan’an, quivered his lip slightly and replied, "Yes."
"Then, how did you guys beco friends?" Xia Wan’an rembered that He Che once asked her if she wanted to charter a car when she was looking for Han Jingnian, so she couldn’t help asking, "Don’t tell he also chartered your car?"
He Che: "...Yes."
"But that’s not like AllureLove at all. He is very particular: he must drink only the best mineral water in the world, eat vegetables that have been freshly picked before cooking, and he sleeps in the best beds. Even the patterns of his socks are ticulously selected... When he cos to China, even if he rides a private car, it should be the best car..."
While He Che was pouring water and heard Xia Wan’an’s mutterings, his hand flinched, almost spilling hot water on the back of his hand: "...Well, his phone was out of battery and he couldn’t get a car on the side of the road. I kindly gave him a ride, after which he chartered my car."
"So that’s how it was..." Xia Wan’an nodded in understanding. Seeing how He Che placed the water on the bedside table for her, she finally spoke again, "Thank you, He Che. It’s getting late, you should get so rest soon."
"Alright." He Che responded to Xia Wan’an, but remained standing in her room, not leaving for a long ti.
Xia Wan’an looked at him in confusion, "Is there sothing else?"
He Che’s gaze landed on Xia Wan’an’s ankle, hidden under her dress, "How is the injury on your foot?"
"The swelling isn’t as bad as before..." Xia Wan’an slightly lifted her dress, revealing her ankle for He Che to see.
Only then did He Che let out a sigh of relief, "I’m staying in this hotel. If you need anything, feel free to call ."
"Thank you..." Xia Wan’an said sweetly, and thinking about how Han Jingnian would arrive in Hong Kong tomorrow, she spoke again, "However, I won’t need to trouble you. Whether you want to stay in Hong Kong for a day or go back, it’s up to you, because my husband is coming tomorrow."
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