Shen Mo stopped talking again, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding the expectation that flashed across his eyes.
Shi Che withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to type.
Uncle Che: It's a bit serious. You know his temper, he's as stubborn as a bull. I asked him to go to the hospital, but he refused.
After receiving his message, An Ci's face became even heavier. She clenched her phone tightly and couldn't help but urge the driver to drive faster.
The airport is quite far from Jinyuan. Even if the driver drives fast, it will take at least an hour.
The car drove into Jinyuan. An Ci didn't have time to appreciate the surrounding scenery and asked the driver to park directly in front of Villa No. 3.
As soon as the car stopped, An Ci grabbed his backpack, opened the door and jumped out.
Fugui followed closely behind and jumped out in a flash.
Escorting her to Jinyuan, the bodyguard asked, "Young Master, we'll be leaving first."
"Let's go." An Ci waved his hand without looking back, "Don't worry about me."
Watching her run up the stairs, the driver and bodyguard drove away.
An Ci didn't knock on the door, but skillfully entered the password on the door. With a "beep", the door opened.
She pushed the door open and walked in, "Uncle Che."
Fugui tried to catch up slowly, but the wind blew and the door closed with a bang.
Sadly, its beloved owner didn't notice it was locked out.
“…”
Fugui looked at the closed door with a hint of sadness.
Throwing his backpack on the sofa, An Ci looked around the living room but didn't see Shi Che.
"Uncle Che?"
"Shen Mo?"
"Here."
The boy's voice was a little low, with a slight rise at the end, as if he was a little happy.
An Ci turned around and looked up to see a tall figure standing on the stairs.
The person who was as stubborn as a bull as Shi Che said.
The last time we met was during the Chinese New Year. It had been such a short time since we last met that he seemed to have grown a little taller. He looked like two completely different people when he smiled and when he wasn't smiling. When he wasn't smiling, he gave off an oppressive feeling that kept strangers away.
But as soon as he raised the corners of his lips, the lines of his eyebrows and eyes softened a lot, and there was an indescribable gentleness in him.
Before she could come to her senses, Shen Mo had already walked down the stairs and walked in front of her, "Don't you recognize me?"
He was too tall, so An Ci could only look up and look him up and down. "Are you feeling better?"
The incoherent question made Shen Mo stunned, "What?"
An Ci glared at him, "You're still pretending, aren't you?"
Shen Mo raised his eyebrows, "What am I pretending?"
"Aren't you resting at home because you have gastroenteritis?"
After saying this, An Ci looked at his rosy face and slowly realized that something was wrong.
Shen Mo understood now and chuckled softly, "Did Uncle Che tell you that?"
An Ci nodded, "Yes, he said you had gastroenteritis and refused to go to the hospital."
Shen Mo suddenly recalled Shi Che's smile and said helplessly, "It's not me who has gastroenteritis, it's him."
Realizing he'd been tricked, An Ci exploded. "Uncle Che is so mean! No, I'm going to settle the score with him."
She had to urge the driver all the way, and the driver almost drove the car like a rocket.
She rolled up her sleeves and rushed upstairs in a hurry.
As a result, the next moment, he was grabbed by a long arm and pulled back from the waist.
"We can settle the accounts later. Why did you come back so suddenly?"
After he finished speaking, the hand that was across her shoulder moved upwards, his palm covering her head and ruffling her hair.
"Didn't they say the training camp would last ten days?"
An Ci slapped his hand away, and when he learned that he was fine, he returned to his nonchalant look.
"The training ended early. My sister said she was going to participate in a cultural performance, so I came back to see her."
After a pause, she changed the subject, "Did you help Uncle Che deceive me just now?"
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