Chapter 225: Didn’t Sleep Well, Solf It to Lushen
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Quan Ranting was preoccupied with sothing, causing him to descend later than usual, and as a result, he had no knowledge of the argunt that had taken place between Shen Wan and Lushen.
He stood by the window, gazing sowhat absentmindedly at the slender and graceful figure among the flowers.
Shen Wan noticed that this place was not only highly advanced in technology but also had extraordinarily rare and precious plants in the courtyard.
In front of her was a cluster of beautiful red flowers, not just ordinary peonies, but a variety she had never seen before.
Rare things are valuable, and to Shen Wan, flowers she had never seen in both her lifetis were naturally considered extrely precious.
A gentle breeze brushed by, and she reached up to tuck away a few strands of her slightly disheveled hair. She turned slightly and, out of the corner of her eye, unexpectedly caught a glimpse of the tall figure standing still inside the window.
She raised an eyebrow slightly and then continued to admire the flowers as if nothing had happened.
She didn’t reject Quan Ranting, and in fact, she felt grateful, but this “not rejecting” wasn’t enough for her to invest her emotions and genuine feelings.
She had many things to do, and in comparison, the pursuit of love, a pasti that only idle people would indulge in, seed particularly extravagant.
Lushen’s attitude also happened to indicate that those around Quan Ranting didn’t see much potential for developnt between them. In that case, why force it?
Maybe, at so point down the road, she might be open to having a man as her partner, but the condition would be that she must feel confident enough to build a aningful relationship, maybe even a marriage.
However, now was clearly not the ti, so in response to the subtle hints in Quan Hanting’s words, all Shen Wan could do was — go with the flow.
Thirty minutes later, Shen Wan headed towards the underground clinic on schedule.
She entered the elevator, and the man followed closely behind.
“Good morning,” Quan Ranting greeted.
Seeing that his complexion seed paler and more fragile than before, Shen Wan couldn’t help but ask, “Sixth Uncle, did you not sleep well last night?”
The man hesitated for a mont, and then his gaze suddenly deepened when he looked at her.
“Yes, indeed, I didn’t sleep well,” he admitted quite candidly.
This ti, Shen Wan didn’t push further with her questions. Instead, they exchanged so polite remarks, much like how people in Western countries discuss the weather when they et, regardless of whether they know each other or not.
She let it be, but that didn’t an the man was willing to let it go. Suddenly, a low, resonant chuckle vibrated within the man’s chest, like the resonating sound of a deep cello, exuding a unique sensuality.
“Are you concerned about ?”
Shen Wan’s ears twitched, not out of shyness, but simply because she found this man’s voice quite pleasant to listen to.
How pleasant was it?
As online expressions go, it’s akin to saying your ears are getting pregnant.
Ding!
A clear notification sound broke the ambiguous atmosphere in the elevator. Shen Wan smiled lightly and said, “We’ve arrived.”
Quan Ranting made a gesture inviting her to go first, but his heart was filled with regret. If only he had seized the opportunity just now and used the final move that Third Brother had taught him in the elevator…
Shen Wan didn’t bother with pleasantries and walked ahead, taking the first step.
Zou Lian had just turned off the stove, and the dicine remained unpoured. However, Shen Wan had already arrived, with Quan Ranting trailing closely behind.
When did the Sixth Lord beco soone’s little puppy?
Well, this was Zou Lian’s first ti witnessing it.
“Sir, is the dicine ready?”
“I just turned off the stove, haven’t had the chance to pour it yet.”
Shen Wan nodded, standing quietly on the side, waiting obediently.
Zou Lian’s hands were busy, and he took a mont to ask her, “How does the wound feel? It didn’t bleed again, did it?”
“Hmm.”
Quan Ranting, upon hearing this, furrowed his brows and asked, “What’s going on?”
Shen Wan remained silent.
But Zou Lian, without any reservation, spilled the beans about Lushen.
Quan Hanting’s face visibly darkened at an alarming speed, as if it had been covered with a layer of frost.
Shen Wan couldn’t help but think, with this walking air conditioner around, she probably wouldn’t need an air conditioner even in the sumr if she slept next to him, would she?
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