Chapter 721: Chapter 721: Jealousy
Leaning against the headboard, looking at the man sitting at the bedside, "I’m fine now, go downstairs and keep Grandpa company."
"No rush." He reached out to rub her head, pulled the blanket over her, "With Grandpa around, it’s alright."
She lightly nodded her head, "Did you know each other since childhood?"
Without a need to think, he knew who she was talking about. He nodded in response and explained, "Her grandfather knows Grandpa, she used to co to our house often before going abroad."
"Oh."
What does "oh" an?
"What’s up? You don’t like her?"
Ye Xinluo shook her head.
"I want to sleep for a while."
After speaking, she laid down the pillow, lay on the bed, grabbed Beichen Rui’s hand, closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep.
He waited until her breathing beca light, then gently withdrew his hand, tucked the blanket around her, adjusted the air conditioning temperature in the room, and then got up and left the room.
...
When she woke up again, Beichen Rui was no longer in the room. Her stomach wasn’t hurting as much. She lifted the blanket off, got out of bed, went to the bathroom to wash her face, returned to the bedroom, and glanced at her phone.
It was already past four in the afternoon, she realized she had slept for so long. Why didn’t anyone call her at noon?
Leaving the room, she went to the living room, but Liang Qianqian was no longer there. Sowhat puzzled, she asked, "Where is Grandpa? And where did Qianqian go?"
"They went back." Putting down the newspaper in his hand, he pulled her close, "Are you hungry, do you want sothing to eat? I can ask Tong Ma to bring it over."
"No need, I’m not hungry."
Leaning on his shoulder, she glanced at his profile, "You told
Qianqian’s family went abroad? So why did they suddenly co back?"
Beichen Rui: "Ca back for a visit."
"Oh." She nodded slightly, recalling the way Liang Qianqian referred to him earlier, feeling inexplicably uneasy, "Are you and her close?"
"Pretty good."
"Then... why does she call you brother?" Moreover, she calls you in such an intimate way. Maybe others can’t hear it, but as a woman, she could sense sothing unusual in Liang Qianqian’s tone.
Furthermore, Liang Qianqian intentionally or unintentionally brought up things from their childhood, not knowing what she was aiming to achieve.
"What’s wrong? Are you jealous?" He pinched her nose gently, his tone indulgent, "She’s been calling
that since we were kids, got used to it over ti."
"Got used to it..." She glanced at him with a peculiar expression.
"You little thing." He lifted her chin and planted a light kiss on her lips.
...
After processing files in the office for an entire day, he set down the pen in his hand, leaned back in the chair, rubbed his sowhat sore neck, relaxed for a mont, then stood up and walked to the pantry with his cup.
He poured a cup of water, drank half of it, leaned against the cabinet staring blankly at the bustling streets outside.
He didn’t know how long he had been watching until he heard footsteps at the pantry door, only then did he snap back to reality and glance toward the entrance.
"Assistant Mo, you’re here too!"
"Hmm." He nodded lightly, took another sip, "Just finished, taking a break."
Suddenly he thought of sothing, turned to look at Qin Yin who was filling water, and spoke up, "Those people didn’t co to trouble you again, right?"
"No, thanks to your help, Assistant Mo. By the way, could you give
an account? Payday is in a few days, I want to repay you so money first!"
Seeing her sowhat apologetic, he continued to speak...
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