Chapter 100
Of all these conditions, the last one is the most important.
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After finishing filming "Plant Stories" in S City, Ying Ning returned to H City.
"Master, He Zhiqian is at the station." 0067 noticed He Zhiqian's presence and reminded its master.
When Yingning walked out of the station, she saw He Zhiqian waiting for her at the exit.
It seems that he really did come to H City today, just as he said he would.
She pretended not to see him, as if she was about to turn around and leave through another exit immediately.
Unexpectedly, He Zhiqian immediately noticed her, came to her side, and spoke in a dignified voice:
Are you avoiding me?
He saw through her thoughts at a glance, and Yingning turned her head as well:
"No."
"I just didn't see it."
A rare hint of helplessness crossed the tail of her usually cool eyebrows before she relaxed her shoulders:
"He Zhiqian, what are you doing here?"
Upon hearing this, He Zhiqian suddenly realized that she had never addressed him this way before.
She doesn't know when, but she started calling herself He Zhiqian.
However, he was quite satisfied with the title.
"I told you, I'll be coming to H city this week."
"Oh, I see," she replied dismissively.
He Zhiqian could sense that she had become much colder towards him since he had tricked her at the mall last time.
But the indifference that follows the intense passion is what's most frustrating.
Where are we going?
"I'll take you," he said directly.
*
When Yingning got out of the car, she saw He Zhiqian also getting out of the car.
"Didn't you come to H city for work?"
Seeing her surprised expression, He Zhiqian slowly closed the car door.
Nothing much happened today.
Work in H city is usually reported directly to S city by the head of the branch office. The last time he came to H city was only because he had a banquet or meeting to attend.
His trip to H city this time clearly had another purpose.
He Zhiqian walked to her side, his plain-colored shirt highlighting his handsome features.
What brings you here?
He looked around and found that it was an ordinary residential area.
“Because this is my home,” Yingning said.
She took her suitcase and went inside.
He Zhiqian's car and appearance seemed out of place here, but he only glanced at the surroundings before following him.
"The location is excellent, and the nearby supermarkets and facilities are all complete."
“It’s fine,” He Zhiqian said.
Unexpectedly, she suddenly stopped.
"He Zhiqian, why are you following me?" She turned around, a hint of helplessness in her eyes.
"Are you planning to come home with me to get a drink of water?"
Looking at her, He Zhiqian found her expression quite endearing.
"Um."
"Drivers also need to drink water."
The driver he was referring to was himself.
She sighed softly and didn't refuse, "Okay."
"But I'm afraid my family only has boiled water."
"I don't mind."
*
The two walked to the third floor of a building, where He Zhiqian saw Ying Ning use a key to open the door.
"Come in."
It was a simple three-bedroom apartment, and He Zhiqian stepped inside.
After Yingning put her suitcase in the room and came out, she saw that He Zhiqian was not sitting on the sofa either.
The reason is that the house was dusty after a week of not being back.
He Zhiqian wanted to sit down, but didn't know where he should sit.
When Yingning saw her appearance, she suddenly felt like teasing her.
"President He, I remember you said you don't like to suffer losses when doing things."
He Zhiqian nodded before he could even process her form of address.
"I said that."
Then she walked up to him, very close, and suddenly spoke:
"Have I ever mentioned that I don't actually like to be taken advantage of...?"
"I also like it when others make some contributions."
There was a faint smile in her phoenix eyes, and He Zhiqian immediately understood.
"It seems..."
"I'm afraid I need to do something else before I can drink this glass of water."
Then, He Zhiqian immediately felt something in his palm.
"Then I'll have to trouble President He to help with the cleaning."
She placed the vacuum cleaner beside her and immediately ran to the kitchen, I don't know what she did there.
He Zhiqian looked at the vacuum cleaner and found it somewhat amusing.
This was the first time he had ever been ordered around to help with cleaning.
But he still squatted down and studied how to use the vacuum cleaner.
*
When Yingning came out carrying two cups of orange tea, she noticed that the living room had been completely renovated.
People who strive for excessive perfection are indeed well-suited for cleaning jobs.
He Zhiqian not only swept the floor spotless, but also carefully wiped the vase with a tissue.
“Well done,” she said with a smile.
He Zhiqian sat on the sofa, took the glass from her hand, took a sip, and suddenly said:
"There are still some imperfections."
"Imperfect?" the girl in front of him asked.
He Zhiqian pointed to the glass of the north-facing balcony and said, "There's no ladder, we can't reach it."
His serious expression, less aloof, only served to highlight his unapproachable air of nobility.
"There's no ladder at home, only a stool."
*
A dozen minutes later.
"He Zhiqian, can you reach it?"
"If it really doesn't work, then let's not wipe it today."
He Zhiqian reached out again, took a wet wipe, and wiped the upper glass of the balcony, refusing her suggestion:
"no."
He Zhiqian finally got off the stool after he had finished wiping the upper glass.
"Okay." He wiped his hands with a tissue.
Yingning looked up and saw that the glass was almost transparent.
"It is indeed very clean."
"Congratulations..."
She suddenly tripped over the bench she had just been sitting on and was about to fall against He Zhiqian's back.
He Zhiqian turned around when he heard her call his name, and was about to ask her a question.
Then he felt a soft body fall into his arms.
In an instant, He Zhiqian's back collided with the ground.
But he couldn't care less at that moment.
He could feel the slender, soft touch of her waist in his palm.
She tried to sit up, but suddenly felt a considerable force on her waist.
The moment his desire arose, he immediately took action.
With a slight effort, He Zhiqian flipped over and placed her beneath his shadow.
His gaze carefully traced all her beauty before his eyes gradually darkened.
His hands tightened, trapping her within his grasp.
Then, he tilted his head back slightly.
A light kiss landed on her forehead.
The epiphyllum in my arms still tastes sweet and cloying.
And he was completely obsessed.
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Whether it's day after day, month after month, year after year, it doesn't matter.
You're going to stay...
The one next to me.
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