Xiehan dismissed his secretary before giving Lanni a call. "Do you miss ?"
"Mmh. Are you going to be busy tomorrow?"
Xiehan frowned slightly at her question. "Why?"
"My dad wants to go to the Xia family ho tomorrow. It’s my first ti in a long ti... would you like to accompany ?" She asked. The other side was silent for a while, so she thought that he must be busy. She paused and added, "Well, if you will be busy then..."
"Baby, we had plans for tomorrow." He interrupted, starting to sound strict when he heard about her sudden change of plans.
Lanni widened her eyes and slapped her forehead. She had forgotten about it all thanks to her dad’s words. They were planning to go to the Ji family ho and anger Ji Feifei in the morning and in the afternoon, they would go on a picnic.
"I’ll make it up to you, my love. I was so nervous that I thoughtlessly promised my dad." She apologized guiltily.
Although she had visited in the past, it was under different circumstances and she had forgotten all about it.
"Mmh?" Xiehan raised an eyebrow, his voice deepening dangerously. "Is your skin itching to be taught a lesson?"
"Honey, don’t be so fierce." She complained with her voice lowered, her face flushing when she comprehended the second aning of his words.
He laughed deeply after having teased her. "Sure, my love. I’ll accompany you. But after that, you will have to make up to all night."
"Okay." She blushed at his shalessness to say such words like they ant nothing.
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In the evening, at Hillside Hospital.
Before going back ho, Xiaoshi decided to drop by and take back the lunch box in which she had sent lunch to Han Xichen.
As soon as she arrived, she wondered whether her visit made any sense. She could very well have picked it up the following morning like she always did.
However, she didn’t pause in her steps. She took a deep breath and made her way to the elevator.
There was a patient in his office, so his assistant let her wait for him in his resting room.
The resting room was simple with a few pieces of furniture; a bed, a love seat, a television, and a closet. Although she didn’t know what doctors’ resting rooms should look like, she thought that it was quite pleasant to the eye. It was sparkling clean and beautiful and aside from the slight dical scent, the air carried his mild, masculine scent.
She sat on the white leather love seat, making herself comfortable. In a few minutes, Han Xichen’s assistant brought her juice and snacks. She picked up a cookie and wondered when he would be done. As if on cue, the door opened and he walked in.
"Xiaoshi." His face blood with a smile as he sat right next to her.
"Hey..." She set down the cookie between her fingers. Why was she suddenly feeling nervous?
"Did you wait for too long?" He asked as he pulled off his white lab coat.
"I just arrived." She smiled. "Are you very busy, should I co back so other day?"
"I would never be too busy for you." He rested a hand on the backrest of the couch, behind her head.
She tried to ignore his presence as his words played inside her mind on repeat. I would never be too busy for you.
He sounded like a loving boyfriend assuring his little girlfriend that no matter how much work he had to do, he would still make ti for her. The woman who could be with this man must be the luckiest woman on earth.
To stop herself from thinking too much about it, she gently reminded, "I ca to pick up the bento box."
"Oh, that." He stood up and disappeared into a door, then ca back with an empty bento box. "Thank you. It was delicious."
"You don’t need to thank ." She kept the box away with a slight flush on her face.
He was studying her, then he asked, "Just this?"
"Huh? Uhm..." It was ti to go. She knew this but for so reason, she wanted to stay a little longer. Hence she found sothing random to talk about. "About the break up,.."
She almost bit her tongue when her words were out. What sort of topic did she just bring up?
Since she had already ntioned it, she could only bite the bullet and continue. "When should we break up? And why should we break up? I an... this was the plan, right? If we don’t, our fake relationship might make it difficult for you to get a girlfriend later."
He glanced at her and let out a low chuckle. "That’s alright. I don’t need to get a girlfriend." So I don’t mind keeping this relationship going, he added ntally.
When she understood his words, her heart skipped a few beats as she jabbed him. "Be serious."
He was serious, but she thought he was joking. He could only laugh helplessly. "Then why don’t we use the most basic reason? I cheated on you and you were mad at so we broke up."
She frowned and shook her head. "No. I don’t want to use such reasons as you cheating on , it will create you trouble." not only would her father seek him to battle it out with him, it would also be unfair for such a perfect man to bear the title of a cheating scumbag.
He grinned when he realized that she cared about him a lite more than he thought. She was actually worried about her reputation. He thought about it and suggested, "We can say that we stayed together and found that we are incompatible."
"How so?" She asked curiously. Although they were of different professions, he was not too much older than her and he was handso. Paired with his regal background and how hardworking he was, there was no way she would find such a man incompatible to her.
He thought about it too. Although he had never had a specific type of won he liked, he couldn’t deny that a beauty like her was indeed loveable. Even if he was stuck doing this favor for her forever, he would be happy to do so.
He snapped out of his own unwanted thoughts and thought of a plausible reason. "Perhaps you fell for rely because you were heartbroken, and later, you realized that you don’t really love so you decided to break it off?"
Once again, he didn’t offer her the solution he knew would solve this ss once and for all. It was as though he wanted to continue being in this trap together with her.
As expected, her eyes widened at his suggestion. "Can you not make it sound like I’m such a jerk?"
He brust into laughter at her reaction.
"I’m serious! Stop playing around." She jabbed him angrily.
"I’m serious. No one would think of you as a jerk. Everyone knows that an angel like you would never be one." His tone was full of seriousness, not leaving space for one to doubt any of his words.
"What?" She was dazed by the sudden change of his tone.
He cleared this throat when he realized that he had been too unpredictable. "I an, you have been so kind to that I decided that an angel like you deserves more than a verbal thank you. I brought you a gift."
While he spoke, he opened the bag he walked towards the bed and opened a drawer by the bedside table. Out of it ca a velvet box about the size of his palm and he brought it to her.
"For ?" She took it suspiciously and opened it. A floral red bracelet made of ruby and silver ca into view.
It seed as though he liked seeing her wear jewelry made of ruby, perhaps it was because they complented her hair color. He had once said that they were a perfect match with her golden eyes.
She wasn’t crazy about jewelry but from the buzz among girls on social dia, she knew that this was one of the most valued bracelets from the latest series of M Angel, a famous jewelry production company.
She touched it delicately. "It’s beautiful. Thank you."
Seeing as her attention was successfully diverted, his lips curled into a smile. While he did buy the bracelet to gift to her, he was planning to give it to her much later. However, he brought it out earlier than planned just to shut her up.
For so reason, he didn’t want to keep talking about the break up even though he knew that would eventually have to do it.
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