Chapter 286

Lu Xun didn’t know how long he had been waiting. It had only been a few days since they last met, but he felt as if a long time had passed.

His eyes fell on the girl's slightly red eyes. Lu Xun's heart tightened and his brows knitted unconsciously: "What's wrong? Who bullied you?"

The man's tone was tense, and under the light of the corridor, his handsome and cold face sank slightly. He looked as if he really cared about her, and felt sorry for her.

The dull pain in his heart continued to grow, and his vision was a little blurry. Jiang Qiao slowly turned his eyes and looked away: "It's okay......"

Crying in front of others over such a small matter is a very shameless behavior. Jiang Qiao doesn't want to make himself look so weak and unreasonable.

She clenched her hands, and the slight pain in her palms made her barely pull herself out of her out-of-control emotions. She took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound calm: "Lu Xun, are you waiting for me?"

"Or...?" Jiang Qiao chuckled, "Did you forget to bring your keys again?"

Jiang Qiao spoke in a joking tone, and her voice was also full of laughter, but her drooping eyelashes obscured the true emotions in her eyes, making it difficult to see clearly.

She had something on her mind, but she didn't want him to know.

Lu Xun pursed his lips, his eyes showing an unclear emotion. After a long while, he spoke: "It's not that I didn't bring my key......"

Under the light, the girl's long eyelashes trembled slightly, like a small brush, sweeping across his heart lightly.

"I'm waiting for you." Lu Xun repeated slowly and clearly, "Jiang Qiao, I'm waiting for you."

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Jiang Qiao didn't know how she followed Lu Xun home. When she realized what was happening, she was already sitting on the sofa in Lu Xun's house.

The man's gentle and serious words seemed to still echo in his ears, and Jiang Qiao couldn't help but tighten his grip.

She was in a state of confusion and didn't realize how ugly her face looked. It was not until her fingers were gently pried apart that she raised her little face in confusion.

"Jiang Qiao..." The man sighed softly, sounding a little angry, but more helpless: "Why are you pinching yourself..."

“…………………………”

Following the man's words, Jiang Qiao saw his swollen palms, with clear nail marks, and it seemed that if he pressed harder, the skin would be broken.

She felt the pain slowly, and even her knuckles felt a little sore, because she had stretched too tight just now.

Jiang Qiao felt his face burning as if it were on fire after his childish and inappropriate behavior was discovered. He said stubbornly, "I didn't. My nails were too long. I cut them when I got home."

The round and translucent pink nails were not very long, just a little longer than a few days ago. Lu Xun sighed and said in a complicated tone: "Jiang Qiao, I'm not a fool......"

Jiang Qiao: “…………………………”

I am not a fool, but I am not much better than a fool.

Jiang Qiao curled her lips, tried to pull her hand away but didn't move, and let the man's warm fingertips rub her palm in circles.

This method was really useful. After a while, Jiang Qiao no longer felt the pain in his palms, but instead felt a tingling sensation.

Jiang Qiao was about to say that the pain was gone when her cell phone rang, interrupting her words.

It’s Lu Xun’s phone.

Lu Xun frowned and let the phone hang up automatically. Less than two minutes later, the phone rang again. Jiang Qiao couldn't help but asked, "Aren't you going to answer it?"

There was no note on the phone screen, just a string of phone numbers.

Lu Xun replied in the same tone: "It's a nuisance call."

After saying that, he took the phone and hung up, then turned it off, without any pause.

The disturbing ringing sound finally disappeared. Lu Xun wanted to continue rubbing, but Jiang Qiao had already withdrawn his hand: "It doesn't hurt me anymore."

Lu Xun’s hand froze for a moment before he put it down: “Okay…”

The air was a little quiet. Jiang Qiao didn't want to see the man's hurt expression. Just as he was about to suggest going home, he caught a glimpse of something messily placed on the shelf beside him.

The sudden appearance of a messy place in the house that was so neat and clean that it was almost abnormal was very conspicuous. Jiang Qiao subconsciously took a few more glances at it.

Those were several books on economics and job hunting.

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Jiang Qiao opened his eyes wide and read it again to make sure he was not mistaken. A thought flashed through his mind—Lu Xun... was looking for a job?

But isn’t he managing the company under the Sheng family?

Lu Xun seemed to have just noticed her strange behavior. He turned around stiffly to pack up his books. Perhaps because he was too nervous, the books scattered on the ground, and the job brochure underneath also fell off.

I worked as an English teacher in a private institution, worked as a handyman in a restaurant, and even signed up for a boy band.

It was so magical that it was hard to believe, but seeing the man's nervous expression, Jiang Qiao knew he had to believe it.

Lu Xun was still pretending to be calm: "It's a book for my major course at school."

Before she asked, Lu Xun started explaining, which was obviously an attempt to cover up the truth. Jiang Qiao ignored the embarrassment and snorted coldly, "What major course requires reading a job application?"

"Lu Xun, I have little education, so please don't lie to me." Jiang Qiao gritted his teeth.

The man's face froze for a moment, and a hint of nervousness flashed across his eyes, which seemed to have no emotional fluctuations. Jiang Qiao was even more certain that things were not as simple as they seemed.

After a confrontation of more than ten seconds, Lu Xun seemed to be defeated and looked away first, saying with some difficulty: "…I haven't got my diploma yet, so it's not easy to find a job…"

The man lowered his eyes, his face no longer showing his usual indifference and control. He pursed his lips and said this, looking a little fragile.

Jiang Qiao seemed to have a real sense of his age. Lu Xun... was only a sophomore. No matter how mature he looked, he was still a teenager. He didn't have any deep thoughts.

Unable to describe the feeling, Jiang Qiao just felt a little depressed. He restrained the urge to reach out to comfort her and asked in confusion, "Why don't you go to work at Sheng Group?"

Since Mr. Sheng was willing to take Lu Xun back and acquired the magazine, he must be interested in cultivating Lu Xun. At least he would not let Lu Xun worry about his job.

Jiang Qiao was extremely confused and was stunned after hearing the man's explanation.

"If you want to return to the Sheng family... there are conditions." Lu Xun's voice was very clear in the quiet living room.

Jiang Qiao was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to clench his hands again, but he restrained himself: "What are the conditions?"

“………………” Lu Xun was silent for a long time before he said, “If I told you, would you think I was lying to you?”

What kind of conditions could make Lu Xun say such a thing? Jiang Qiao looked into the man's slightly dim eyes and said in a firm tone, "No, I believe you."