Qiao Lian slowly opened her eyes as the morning light penetrated the room. The first thing that greeted her was Shen Liangchuan’s outstandingly handsome face and his familiar, masculine breath.
Unconsciously, the first thing she did was touch his forehead. She felt relieved after noting that his temperature had gone down.
Then, as if she had had some sort of sudden realization, she sat up with a jerk. She looked down to check that she was fully clothed. At some point, she had somehow wriggled her way into the folds of Shen Liangchuan’s blanket…
Her face instantly flushed and she quickly looked at him.
She heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that his eyes were still closed and he was still asleep.
Then she carefully got out of bed and walked out of the room.
Although she had looked after him for the whole night, the truth was that she still couldn’t bring herself to face him.
He was sick, and she didn’t want to get into a fight with him.
It was best that she left before he woke up.
When she got downstairs, Song Yuanxi was just walking out of the kitchen carrying an apron. She smiled when she saw Qiao Lian. “Sister-in-law, I made some porridge. Would you like some?”
Qiao Lian waved and said, “No, it’s okay. I have to go to work now.”
Then she hesitated for a short while and eventually said, “When Shen Liangchuan wakes up, please don’t let him know that I came over.”
Song Yuanxi looked confused. “Huh?”
Qiao Lian simply smiled and said, “Thanks for your help.”
And she left after changing her shoes.
Song Yuanxi stood on the spot for a while as she watched Qiao Lian walk out of the house. When she heaved a sigh of relief and turned around, she saw Shen Liangchuan standing quietly on the corridor of the second floor.
Pale from the fever and wearing a set of baggy pyjamas, his deep and dark eyes were fixed in Qiao Lian’s direction.
Song Yuanxi’s heart sank. “Brother Liangchuan…”
Shen Liangchuan snapped back to the present and nodded at her, before he turned around and went back to his room.
Song Yuanxi bit her lip and returned to the kitchen. As she came back out with the delicious porridge that she had been cooking, she heard the sound of a door opening upstairs.
When she looked up, Shen Liangchuan was walking down all dressed up. She was about to call him for breakfast, but he left seemingly in a hurry.
She hadn’t had the chance to say a word.
Song Yuanxi sighed and shut her mouth.
–
It was around nine in the morning when Qiao Lian arrived at her office.
She had barely stepped in when Shi Nianyao waved at her saying, “Chief Editor Lian Lian, there’s a package waiting for you.”
A package?
She paused for a second.
She used to like online shopping as she could save money that way, however, she was quite sure that she hadn’t bought anything lately.
Puzzled, she asked, “What sort of package?”
Shi Nianyao laughed. “It’s very beautifully packaged. Chief Editor Lian Lian, could it be a present from your suitor?”
Suitor?
Where would she even get one…
Qiao Lian shook her head and curiously stepped into her office. She saw a little gift box on her desk.
Indeed, the packaging was as Shi Nianyao had said, very pretty. It had a pink ribbon around it, done up in a butterfly knot, and it looked like it had been prepared with care. It was almost too pretty to unwrap.
She walked over to her desk and put her bag aside. After starting up her computer, she made herself a coffee.
She was feeling a little drowsy from not having slept well the night before.
After settling down, she reached for a pair of scissors and nimbly snipped off the packaging ribbon. As she removed the cover of the box and looked in, her initially calm face froze and her pupils suddenly shrank.
Qiao Lian slowly opened her eyes as the morning light penetrated the room. The first thing that greeted her was Shen Liangchuan’s outstandingly handsome face and his familiar, masculine breath.
Unconsciously, the first thing she did was touch his forehead. She felt relieved after noting that his temperature had gone down.
Then, as if she had had some sort of sudden realization, she sat up with a jerk. She looked down to check that she was fully clothed. At some point, she had somehow wriggled her way into the folds of Shen Liangchuan’s blanket…
Her face instantly flushed and she quickly looked at him.
She heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that his eyes were still closed and he was still asleep.
Then she carefully got out of bed and walked out of the room.
Although she had looked after him for the whole night, the truth was that she still couldn’t bring herself to face him.
He was sick, and she didn’t want to get into a fight with him.
It was best that she left before he woke up.
When she got downstairs, Song Yuanxi was just walking out of the kitchen carrying an apron. She smiled when she saw Qiao Lian. “Sister-in-law, I made some porridge. Would you like some?”
Qiao Lian waved and said, “No, it’s okay. I have to go to work now.”
Then she hesitated for a short while and eventually said, “When Shen Liangchuan wakes up, please don’t let him know that I came over.”
Song Yuanxi looked confused. “Huh?”
Qiao Lian simply smiled and said, “Thanks for your help.”
And she left after changing her shoes.
Song Yuanxi stood on the spot for a while as she watched Qiao Lian walk out of the house. When she heaved a sigh of relief and turned around, she saw Shen Liangchuan standing quietly on the corridor of the second floor.
Pale from the fever and wearing a set of baggy pyjamas, his deep and dark eyes were fixed in Qiao Lian’s direction.
Song Yuanxi’s heart sank. “Brother Liangchuan…”
Shen Liangchuan snapped back to the present and nodded at her, before he turned around and went back to his room.
Song Yuanxi bit her lip and returned to the kitchen. As she came back out with the delicious porridge that she had been cooking, she heard the sound of a door opening upstairs.
When she looked up, Shen Liangchuan was walking down all dressed up. She was about to call him for breakfast, but he left seemingly in a hurry.
She hadn’t had the chance to say a word.
Song Yuanxi sighed and shut her mouth.
–
It was around nine in the morning when Qiao Lian arrived at her office.
She had barely stepped in when Shi Nianyao waved at her saying, “Chief Editor Lian Lian, there’s a package waiting for you.”
A package?
She paused for a second.
She used to like online shopping as she could save money that way, however, she was quite sure that she hadn’t bought anything lately.
Puzzled, she asked, “What sort of package?”
Shi Nianyao laughed. “It’s very beautifully packaged. Chief Editor Lian Lian, could it be a present from your suitor?”
Suitor?
Where would she even get one…
Qiao Lian shook her head and curiously stepped into her office. She saw a little gift box on her desk.
Indeed, the packaging was as Shi Nianyao had said, very pretty. It had a pink ribbon around it, done up in a butterfly knot, and it looked like it had been prepared with care. It was almost too pretty to unwrap.
She walked over to her desk and put her bag aside. After starting up her computer, she made herself a coffee.
She was feeling a little drowsy from not having slept well the night before.
After settling down, she reached for a pair of scissors and nimbly snipped off the packaging ribbon. As she removed the cover of the box and looked in, her initially calm face froze and her pupils suddenly shrank.
