Chapter 82
Seeing Shao Qinghe pick up Chen Lanjun, Shen Mudan's eyelids jumped, thinking it was not appropriate.
However, after seeing Chen Lanjun open his eyes and look, he actually hugged the man's neck. Shen Mudan couldn't figure out the relationship between the two people for a moment, so she had to urge: "Alan, where is your bedroom key, go to the room and lie down."
Chen Lanjun was dazed and casually pointed at the desk in the main room. Chen Mudan hurriedly opened the drawer, took out the key, and called Shao Qinghe: "Here, be steady, don't fall."
After finally putting the little girl on the bed, Shen Mudan breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Shao Qinghe again.
This man was very measured in his actions. After putting Chen Lanjun down, he took his hands back properly.
He just frowned with a complicated expression.
Shen Mudan cleared her throat and said, “Thank you, Mr. Shao, but this is a girl’s room after all…”
The implication was to urge him to get out.
Shao Qinghe retracted his gaze and nodded: "Okay, I'm leaving."
——"Don't go."
Chen Lanjun, who was lying on her back, suddenly said, "Shao Qinghe, come here."
Shao Qinghe looked at Shen Mudan.
Shen Mudan held her forehead and turned her head silently.
Seeing that she had no intention of objecting, Shao Qinghe stepped forward.
"I am here."
Chen Lanjun opened her eyes hazily and muttered unhappily, "Come closer."
Shao Qinghe moved slightly closer, still maintaining a polite social distance.
Chen Lanjun curled her lips, stretched out her hand, grabbed his tie and pulled him over.
The face suddenly enlarged, and one could even see the blush on the cheeks due to drunkenness.
I was really drunk, even the corners of my eyes were slightly red.
I've always seen her in a calm and composed manner. This is the first time I've seen her look a little bit innocent.
Shao Qinghe's Adam's apple moved.
"Hey! Look at me!" As if she was dissatisfied with his momentary distraction, Chen Lanjun pulled his tie tighter and said, "You said before that you wanted to watch my fun, right?"
My tie was being pulled, and my breathing was a little difficult, but I also felt a strange, secret, inexplicable feeling.
Shao Qinghe lowered his eyes and nodded slightly.
Chen Lanjun said, "There will be a big, big event the day after tomorrow. You can watch it before you leave. Okay?"
She stared at him intently.
Shao Qinghe stared at her for a long time, and was silent for a moment. He didn't say yes or no, but just asked:
"Does it matter to you whether I watch this excitement or not?"
Chen Lanjun frowned, thought for a while, and nodded.
Silently, the corners of Shao Qinghe's mouth rose slightly, a fleeting arc.
He leaned over and got closer to Chen Lanjun so that she could pull his tie more easily.
"Okay." He looked at her and said.
After getting a satisfactory answer, Chen Lanjun nodded: "You are sensible."
Then he loosened his hands, closed his eyes, breathed evenly, and fell asleep.
Shao Qinghe slowly put the crumpled tie into his suit, looked at the sleeping Chen Lanjun, and sighed softly.
The bedroom door closed with a soft sound.
Shen Mudan looked at Shao Qinghe awkwardly, and finally couldn't help asking: "What is the relationship between you and Alan?"
Shao Qinghe was silent for a second, then looked back at the tightly closed bedroom door: "You have to ask her this question."
The person who can answer this question sleeps soundly.
I felt groggy and didn't know how long I had slept. When I opened my eyes, I saw the back of a peony flower that looked quite old.
She leaned against the pillow and was in a daze for a while.
There was a dull pain in her forehead, probably the aftereffect of being drunk. Drinking so much was not a good thing, and she almost forced herself to hold on, and only allowed herself to relax after she got home.
A few images flashed through her mind, it seemed that... Shao Qinghe was hugging her?
And you pulled Shao Qinghe's tie yourself?
What a messed up dream! Chen Lanjun smiled and shook her head.
With messy hair, Chen Lanjun yawned as she opened the door.
The aroma of fried eggs wafting from the kitchen downstairs is very tempting.
Chen Lanjun took a deep sniff and felt hungry, so she turned around and went straight to the kitchen.
"Aunt, breakfast is fried eggs and something..."
Her words stopped abruptly the moment she saw the person in the kitchen.
The man's back was tall and straight, he was wearing a well-tailored suit, but he had an out-of-place apron with earthy floral patterns tied around his waist.
In silence, the man turned around and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Fried eggs and rice noodles with pickled mustard greens and shredded pork."
Fried eggs go without saying, and rice noodles with pickled mustard greens and shredded pork is also a common breakfast. The only uncommon one is probably Shao Qinghe holding a spatula.
Who could tell her why Mr. Shao, who claimed that he was going back to Hong Kong immediately, suddenly appeared in her kitchen and made breakfast?
For a moment, Chen Lanjun suspected that she had not yet woken up.
She then closed her eyes and heard a soft laugh.
"You're awake, I'm here."
When I opened my eyes, I still saw Shao Qinghe's face.
Chen Lanjun took a deep breath, raised her chin slightly, and said as if nothing had happened: "Oh, didn't you leave?"
"Someone wouldn't let me leave last night..."
“The eggs are burnt!”
Chen Lanjun shouted and successfully interrupted Shao Qinghe's "nonsense".
He immediately turned around to check the fried eggs in the iron pan and assessed for two seconds: "Fortunately, they are not burnt."
"But I don't like old eggs."
Chen Lanjun had a stern face and spoke in a serious tone, but she turned around and walked out quietly.
I ran into Shen Mudan who was coming back from making soy milk.
"Hey, get up, Ah He's breakfast is almost ready." Chen Mudan greeted enthusiastically, "I thought he couldn't cook, but I didn't expect him to be able to cook..."
When Chen Lanjun heard the word "Ah He", she stared at Shao Qinghe in disbelief.
Is that right? If she hadn't been in a coma for ten days or half a month, and this guy had only stayed here for one night, how could he have coaxed Shen Mudan into calling him "Ah He" like calling her own child?
The world is a little crazy.
Chen Lanjun nodded expressionlessly and quickened her pace: "Yeah, I'll go wash up first."
After closing the bathroom door, she immediately covered her face and screamed silently for a while.
After tidying up her mood and hairstyle, Chen Lanjun appeared in the restaurant with a cold look.
Atong and Pang Xiaopeng had already gotten up and were sitting at the dining table watching.
Seeing Chen Lanjun, Pang Xiaopeng waved: "Sister Lan, are you feeling okay? Do you have a headache?"
"fine."
As soon as Chen Lanjun walked to the dining table, Shao Qinghe had already pulled out a chair for her.
…
Don't think she didn't see Atong and Pang Xiaopeng exchange excited glances.
Chen Lanjun sat down calmly.
Shao Qinghe also sat down on her right side very naturally and gently moved a small plate over to her.
There was a fried egg lying alone inside, which was fried very tenderly. When poked with chopsticks, the yolk immediately flowed out.
Chen Lanjun didn't say anything and ate breakfast in silence.
When the relatives and friends saw this, they didn't say anything and just focused on eating breakfast.
Shao Qinghe was not in a hurry to eat breakfast. He supported his face with one hand and looked at Chen Lanjun slowly.
"What is this big excitement you're talking about?"
"It's mainly about the factory's contracting."
Pang Xiaopeng and Atong responded: "Yes, that factory manager is so unreasonable. He even wants to deny the contract and kick us out."
You and I talked back and forth, and we gave a general idea of what happened.
After listening to this, Shao Qinghe thought for a while and asked, "What are you going to do?"
Chen Lanjun took a bite of the fried egg and said, "Mourning."
She snorted in amusement, "He had to come and mess with me. I can only mourn for him."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
