Chapter 71 My eyes are full of affection even when I look at dogs
Lin Rushuang now has no choice but to sleep on the overpass.
She just glanced at her phone and found that Li Wenyuan hadn't sent her a single message yet.
The look he gave me before he left the barbecue restaurant was like an imprint in my mind.
Anger, shock, disappointment, countless complex emotions intertwined together.
But she didn't feel any guilt at all, instead she felt a little refreshed.
He Tingchen had just had a barbecue, but he had this reaction. She was already looking forward to seeing what expression Li Wenyuan would have after she left Yuncheng.
He should be grateful for giving him the chance to be with Jiang Yuyan.
"It doesn't matter."
He Tingchen stared at her for a few seconds: "Okay, get in the car."
Lin Rushuang opened the car door again, and He Tingchen drove the car directly to the apartment.
She walked in, looking unfamiliar.
"I remember it wasn't here last time."
He Tingchen took off his suit jacket and threw it on the sofa, saying something ambiguous.
"Isn't that because Li Wenyuan discovered that place last time?"
His tone was light, as if he was joking, and his voice was low, but it made people feel very ambiguous.
It always feels a bit like an affair.
As soon as she had this thought, her cheeks flushed and quickly spread to her ears.
When she came to her senses, she found that He Tingchen had approached her without her knowing when. The smell of wood mixed with cigarettes on his body lingered in her nostrils.
Not only does it not smell bad, it is actually quite refreshing.
The corners of the man's lips curled up wickedly, staring at her playfully.
"Why are you blushing?"
Lin Rushuang calmed herself down and said quickly, "It's nothing, I just feel a little hot here."
She took two steps forward to distance herself from He Tingchen.
"You don't even open the curtains?"
"It's too bright for my liking."
She looked around and found an embarrassing problem.
"You only have one room here?"
He Tingchen took off his suit jacket, ignoring her completely, and slumped down on the sofa, his arms idly resting on the armrest.
"Do you think I'm the type to live with someone?"
Okay, just pretend she didn't say anything.
She glanced at the sofa and said, "Then I'll sleep on the sofa tonight."
"Of course, or do you want me to sleep on the couch?"
Lin Rushuang curled her lips, but she was already used to his sharp tongue and didn't give face to anyone.
When you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.
"Do you have any extra quilts? A blanket will do."
"Yes, it's in the closet in the room, go get it yourself."
As He Tingchen spoke, he crossed his long legs, folded his arms across his chest, and began to close his eyes and rest.
Lin Rushang didn't say much and walked straight upstairs. She opened the wardrobe and took out a quilt.
Just as he was about to leave, the hem of his clothes seemed to have caught something and fell to the ground.
She hurriedly put the quilt on the bed and bent down to pick up the thing that fell on the ground, only to find that it was a photo frame.
There is nothing fancy about the photo frames, they are just photos of family or friends.
But Lin Rushuang saw that there was Old Man Li in the photo frame, and who else was standing next to him but He Tingchen.
She frowned, wondering what the relationship was between Master Li and He Tingchen.
Why are there any photos of them together?
She remembered that when He Tingchen met her mother before, he seemed to say that he had no family.
And his surname is He, not Li.
If there really was some necessary connection between the two people, Li Wenyuan would not have acted so distant towards him.
"I'm just a legend, please don't be obsessed with me, and don't keep looking at my framed photo."
He Tingchen's low voice suddenly sounded in Lin Rushang's ears, and then the photo frame in her hand was taken away.
"Isn't it nice to look at myself?"
Lin Rushuang was originally quite embarrassed, but after hearing what He Tingchen said, the embarrassment immediately disappeared.
"I wasn't holding your photo frame infatuated with you, I just happened to bump into it while holding the quilt."
"Is duplicity your motto?"
He Tingchen's voice was still casual.
Lin Rushuang almost rolled her eyes, hugged the quilt and walked over to He Tingchen and threw a sentence.
"Narcissism is your motto, right?"
He Tingchen curled the corners of his lips slightly, turned around and saw her walking out of the room with the quilt in her arms.
He lowered his head, his eyes fixed on the young boy in the photo frame. The hostility in his eyes subsided a little, but when he saw the old man next to him, his brows subconsciously frowned.
"An eyesore."
He snapped the picture frame onto the bedside table.
Lin Rushuang opened the cup and spread it on the sofa. She originally wanted to ask He Tingchen about the photo frame.
On second thought, I decided to forget it. After all, it was someone else's private matter. Maybe they took the photo by chance.
She opened the quilt and prepared to go to sleep. The quilt rubbed against her jaw and she smelled a scent that belonged to He Tingchen.
In fact, she is somewhat attached to her bed, but she doesn't know why she fell asleep so quickly today.
Fell asleep without any consciousness.
When He Tingchen went downstairs, he found that Lin Rushang had fallen asleep. Her eyebrows were soft, her eyelashes trembled occasionally, her skin was translucent and white, and she looked very quiet.
He gently traced her brow bone with his warm fingertips and murmured to himself.
"You little heartless thing, how could you forget about me so quickly?"
In the end, he just tapped her nose lightly.
"good evening."
The next day.
He Tingchen had just finished running and was about to go back when he noticed a closed car on the side of the road.
He suddenly stopped, walked sideways towards the car, and raised his hand to knock on the window.
The car window rolled down and a man in a baseball cap spoke in a bad tone.
"What's going on?"
"Is it convenient to take pictures here? I think the view is not very good. Do you want to move inside? I will pose for you."
He Tingchen leaned his tall body against the car body, and his tone was quite casual, but one could faintly feel a slight sense of oppression.
The young man didn't have much experience, especially when it came to men like He Tingchen, who could make people feel physically and mentally intimidated by just a glance.
He couldn't help stuttering when he spoke.
"You...what do you mean? I don't understand."
"If you don't understand, just hand over the camera so I don't have to do it myself."
He Tingchen's palms were facing upwards, and his meaning was very clear.
The young man was so scared that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he had no choice but to hand over the camera hidden on his back.
He Tingchen patiently flipped through them one by one.
Lin Rushang got out of his car, and he looked at Lin Rushang.
He Tingchen turned sideways and asked the young man.
"Do you feel that there is something different in the way I look at her?"
The young man answered seriously.
“Very affectionate.”
"You misunderstood. Even dogs are looked at with affection by me."
He Tingchen looked at a few more photos at the back, all of which were taken from tricky angles. He started to comment as he looked at them.
"You have really good photography skills. It's a waste of your talent to work in this field."
The young man chuckled twice.
"It's all about making a living."
"Who asked you to take the photo?"
He Tingchen actually saw a few good ones.
The young man also knew the situation. Once he was caught by He Tingchen, he had no chance of escape and confessed immediately.
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