Xu Qinghuan’s gaze swept over the man, with his steadfast profile, prominent Adam’s apple, and sleeves that looked like they could drift away with the wind at any mont.
Xu Qinghuan felt a bit embarrassed and awkwardly touched her nose. Wasn’t it her who tore this boss’s sleeve?
She rembered that while on the bus, not only did she tear his sleeve, but she also touched his abs, which were well-defined and warm, leaving a lasting impression on her palm even now.
Suddenly, it felt like her palm was burning.
This reflex arc is a bit too long.
But what was destined to co, ca.
Her intention was to find an opportunity to light a cigarette for the boss, she really hadn’t ant to take advantage of him, nor to harm him.
Being the boss’s little brother, it seems she wasn’t cut out for that!
Can she now salvage her image in the boss’s eyes, so he doesn’t hold a grudge against her, is it still possible?
As Xu Qinghuan thought about it, she also acted on it.
She grabbed hold of Jiang Xingye’s collar, and he paused, his cold black eyes staring at her like a wintry night sky, deep and unfathomable, with a magic that seed to want to devour one’s soul.
Xu Qinghuan regretted it a bit but couldn’t back down now. Looking at the boss’s bare shoulder, he was clearly very thin, but his bronzed skin shone with a tallic glow, like steel, exuding strength.
"Um, was it who ripped your clothes? I, um, I can help you sew it back up," Xu Qinghuan was really quite embarrassed.
She could compensate the boss with a new garnt, but chances are, that might make the boss dislike her even more.
"No need!" Jiang Xingye yanked back his collar, lifting his foot to leave without changing his expression.
His long legs alternated not very quickly, yet in the blink of an eye, he was already far away.
Long legs are really great! Xu Qinghuan couldn’t help but mutter to herself.
Xu Qinghuan didn’t plan to find any treasures here since it wouldn’t be easy to transport back. However, the scrap yard was a popular spot for all the ti-traveling novel protagonists, so she ca due to the reputation.
In the end, Xu Qinghuan spent a di on a bundle of newspapers.
The wall on the south side of the youth point’s kang didn’t have any newspapers glued on, and it kept shedding dust last night.
Yu Xiaomin didn’t quite understand, "Qinghuan, you’re not planning to stay at the youth point, so why spend money on newspapers? Even if you stick them on the wall, you won’t use them!"
Xu Qinghuan laughed, "Aren’t you staying at the youth point? Even if I move out, don’t you need to sleep on the kang?"
Yu Xiaomin’s eyes welled up with tears, but she said nothing.
Turns out, there are still people in this world who are good to her!
When they returned to the bus stop, Xu Qinghuan spotted Jiang Xingye again. He was now empty-handed, leaning against a big roadside tree, his long legs crossed, slightly lowering his head. Feeling Xu Qinghuan’s gaze, he glanced her way.
His dark eyes were deep and intensely aggressive, making Xu Qinghuan’s heart feel a bit overwheld.
She smiled ingratiatingly.
Jiang Xingye ignored her and withdrew his gaze.
The boss seems a bit hard to get close to, Xu Qinghuan was a bit worried. She feared she wouldn’t see the sun rise tomorrow.
Just as she was daydreaming, the bus arrived.
People rushed forward like a swarm, and this ti Xu Qinghuan and Yu Xiaomin smartly clung to the bus door without a care. Suddenly, the pressure eased a bit, and she caught a slightly familiar scent of pine, Xu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly boarded the bus with Yu Xiaomin.
They managed to secure a seat, Xu Qinghuan saw Jiang Xingye approaching and quickly placed a washbasin on the seat in front, shouting, "Comrade Jiang, co over here, there’s a seat here."
Jiang Xingye lifted his gaze at her, still ignoring her, continuing to walk past her.
Xu Qinghuan inevitably felt a sense of defeat, turning around, the boss was sitting behind her. She felt genuinely stupid and sheepishly picked up the washbasin, holding it in her arms.
The journey back was much more relaxed, all those random slls were also significantly reduced.
The bus rocked back and forth, the windows open, with cool wind blowing in, making Xu Qinghuan drowsy. She forced herself to stay awake, but succumbing to the call of sleep, the bus suddenly jolted, startling Xu Qinghuan awake, her head jerking backward, caught by sothing, the anticipated pain never ca.
She rubbed the back of her head, not daring to look back.
The sleepiness was completely gone.
When they alighted at the commune, Xu Qinghuan couldn’t resist asking Jiang Xingye, "Comrade Jiang, are you driving a tractor back?"
Thinking about walking over ten miles back to the brigade under the blazing sun, Xu Qinghuan figured it would be better to just be killed with a knife.
Jiang Xingye gave her a deep look and turned away.
Yet sohow, Xu Qinghuan found the answer in his expression, feeling relieved and sowhat accomplished at the sa ti.
The boss finally responded to her.
Indeed, perseverance pays off!
After tirelessly trying to strike up a conversation with the boss, despite being ignored multiple tis, he finally gave her a little response.
Although it wasn’t very obvious, it’s a good start.
Isn’t it?
After getting off, Xu Qinghuan pulled Yu Xiaomin along, following closely behind Jiang Xingye. His long legs were indeed not slow, forcing Xu Qinghuan to jog along behind.
At the entrance of the state-owned restaurant, Jiang Xingye suddenly stopped, Xu Qinghuan couldn’t brake in ti, crashing into his back, rubbing her aching nose, her eyes brimd with tears.
Jiang Xingye turned to see her aggrieved, accusatory expression, montarily at a loss for words.
"Wait here!" With that, Jiang Xingye quickly walked away, if you looked closely, there was a touch of panic, like a hasty retreat.
"Huanhuan, we don’t have much, let’s just walk back!" Yu Xiaomin was genuinely fearful of Jiang Xingye, he looked so fierce.
"No, save so strength, we have work tomorrow," Xu Qinghuan’s eyes lit up seeing a tractor coming from the transport station opposite.
Soone was talking to Jiang Xingye, he stopped his vehicle, the other person handed him a cigarette, which he took and tucked behind his ear, with his eyes slightly lowered as he spoke, revealing a hint of a smile.
His peach blossom eyes seed to light up with spring, sparkling like a lake, and his cold lips curled slightly, carrying a hint of roguishness. His face, usually expressionless, suddenly beca vivid, as if the ice had lted, spring had arrived, blossoms blood in a riot of color, capturing one’s gaze.
He glanced over here, said sothing unknown to the person, then drove the tractor over.
Xu Qinghuan initially wanted to buy so food from the state-owned restaurant to take back, but the timing wasn’t right. Back then, state-owned restaurants were nothing like modern custor-focused hotels.
Neither the chef nor the servers, who held iron rice bowl jobs, had any incentive to work harder or faster, so they definitely wouldn’t provide service at all tis.
Xu Qinghuan and Yu Xiaomin climbed onto the vehicle.
After driving two or three miles, they encountered so people from the production team. The other party waved, and Jiang Xingye stopped the vehicle.
It was Liu Cailing who got on, sitting with a round basket, her gaze wantonly scanning Xu Qinghuan and Yu Xiaomin up and down, asking, "You two are the new educated youths? When did you arrive? Are you seeing anyone?"
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