Chapter 11 Married people go back to their own homes
Qiao Xing ran over carrying the groceries, "Qin Ce."
Qin Ce took the computer and document bag out of the car, closed the car door, glanced back at her, and then at the vegetables in her hand.
Finally, my gaze fell on her straight legs.
Finally, he moved from her lap to her face. She was smiling at him, with two shallow dimples on her cheeks. The setting sun shone on her face, as if the light was being captured in her eyes.
That smile made even the setting sun pale in comparison.
This was the first time Qin Ce had seen Qiao Xing up close. She wasn't wearing any makeup; her thick eyebrows and long eyelashes were natural. If you didn't look closely, they looked like they were drawn on.
Qiao Xing's smile faded slightly, replaced by a hint of awkwardness. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Qin Ce snapped out of his daze, looked away, and took the bag from Qiao Xing's hand. "Give it to me."
After saying that, he walked towards home.
Qiao Xing followed behind his tall figure, staring at his broad shoulders, and tentatively asked, "I think I saw you today."
Qin Ce paused, then quickly resumed his normal pace. "Really? Where?"
"It's in our company, isn't it you? The back view looks like you. Our company is called Weisheng Technology. Are you looking for a job?"
"Yes, I'm looking for a job."
"Our company is pretty good, and the benefits are great. I know the HR people quite well. What position did you interview for? I can help you find out."
Qin Ce suddenly stopped in his tracks, and Qiao Xing, caught off guard, almost bumped into him.
However, she was wearing high heels, and when she braked suddenly, she lost her balance and was about to fall flat on her face.
Fortunately, Qin Ce threw down the vegetables and grabbed her arm, which helped her regain her balance.
"Thank you, thank you." Qiao Xing thanked him hurriedly, knowing that it would be incredibly embarrassing if he had fallen.
Qin Ce caught a glimpse of her hand retracting as if she had been electrocuted, and his eyes flickered.
"You don't need to ask for me anymore, it didn't go through."
"Huh?" Qiao Xing looked at him in surprise. "You didn't even pass the preliminary test? That can't be, aren't you a returnee from overseas?"
"It's normal that you didn't pass because your major isn't relevant." Qin Ce bent down to pick up the vegetables.
What did you study?
"finance."
Qiao Xing was slightly taken aback. Finance?
Their company makes software and has nothing to do with finance, so why would he think of interviewing at their company?
"Oh... then don't be discouraged, you will definitely find a suitable job."
Qin Ce didn't reply to her. He carried the groceries and strode upstairs, leaving Qiao Xing far behind.
Qiao Xing didn't mind and jogged after him.
Now she cooks at Grandpa Qin's house every night, and goes back to her own room after dinner, which is so convenient.
When Grandpa Qin saw that Qiao Xing had left, Qin Ce was still there, locked himself in his old bedroom, and no one knew what he was doing.
Without saying a word, Grandpa Qin pushed the door open and went in. Qin Ce was in a video conference. When he saw the old man come in, he frowned.
He was busy with a meeting and didn't have time to pay attention to the old man.
But through the video, he saw the old man behind him pull out a suitcase from somewhere and help him pack his things.
Qin Ce's forehead twitched. He slammed his notebook shut, stood up, and asked, "Grandpa, what are you doing?"
The old man haphazardly threw clothes from the wardrobe into a box, saying, "What are you doing here after you've gotten married? Move your things over there yourself."
"Grandpa, you..." Qin Ce pinched his brow in annoyance, "You can leave it here for now, I'll collect it myself later."
The old man ignored him, clearly not trusting him. He quickly threw the clothes into the box, then went to the bathroom and threw his toothpaste and toothbrush in as if they were trash.
Qin Ce looked at the old man speechlessly. Despite his unsteady legs, he was quite energetic when it came to chasing him out of the house.
If he had known this would happen, why would he have bothered coming back? He wanted to spend his old age with the old man, but instead, he was in such a hurry to kick him out.
The old man deftly fastened the suitcase and tried to lift it up, but he overestimated his back strength.
"Ouch--"
The old man clutched his waist and cried out in pain.
Qin Ce hurried over, "What's wrong?"
"My back hurts, it's nothing, I'll rest for a bit." The old man picked up his cane, walked shakily to the chair, and sat down, taking over Qin Ce's seat.
"Grandpa, please wait until I finish my meeting. I'll carry it over myself. What's the rush?"
The old man glanced at him sideways and said, "I'm in a hurry! If you need to hold a meeting, go to your house and don't bother me here."
"...Isn't this my home?"
"This is my home!"
They were completely unable to communicate. Qin Ce really didn't know what kind of spell Qiao Xing had cast on the old man. He took a deep breath, stepped forward, picked up his notebook, tidied up the documents on the table, and picked up his suitcase.
"I'm coming over now."
"That's more like it," the old man smugly hummed.
Qin Ce dragged his suitcase out the door, but the old man closed the door without a trace of reluctance.
Qiao Xing was washing up in the bathroom when she heard a knock on the door and quickly ran to open it.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw Qin Ce standing at the entrance, carrying a computer and a bunch of other things, pulling a suitcase.
What's going on here?
Qin Ce entered the house with a sullen face, put his luggage in a corner, and took his computer into the bedroom.
Qiao Xing looked completely bewildered. Who had offended him? Why was he looking so annoyed?
Qiao Xing didn't bother with him and went back to her room after washing up.
She lay in bed chatting with the loan manager she had added online during the day, inquiring about loans.
Without fixed assets, it would be difficult to get approval. The manager told her that she could try, but the chances were slim.
With next month fast approaching, if she can't raise the money, the house will have to be sold to someone else!
Qiao Xing threw down her phone, grabbed the blanket and covered herself with it; she hadn't slept all night, feeling restless.
The next day, Qin Ce happened to be coming back from his run outside. He went to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of water to drink.
Qiao Xing subconsciously looked at his chest. When he drank water, his sportswear was tight, making his muscle lines even smoother.
As he swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down. Qiao Xing subconsciously swallowed, and she suddenly felt thirsty as well.
Qin Ce turned and glanced at her. Qiao Xing quickly lowered her head to pick up the water glass on the table, poured herself a glass of cold water, and drank it down, trying to cover up her misunderstanding.
She drank too quickly and choked on the water, coughing so hard she couldn't catch her breath.
Qin Ce stared at her with a strange expression.
"I...I'll go make breakfast." Qiao Xing blushed and hid in the kitchen.
After a while, Qiao Xing brought out the breakfast she had prepared. The two sat facing each other and noticed that Qin Ce was still looking at her.
When she choked on her water, it spilled onto her clothes, soaking a large area of her shirt at the chest, revealing the outline and color of her underwear.
Is this woman... deliberately seducing him?
What are you looking at?
She saw a hint of disdain in Qin Ce's eyes. Qiao Xing frowned and looked down in the direction of his gaze.
Qiao Xing: ! !
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