C83 Chapter 83
C83 Chapter 83
Xia Huanhuan was shocked. "But it's just a rough outline. It's not an official result, and there's a lot of space that I haven't drawn." She had sketched only the living room, the bedroom, the playroom, and the kitchen. There were no paintings at the corners of the staircase or in the guest rooms.
"It doesn't matter. As long as you don't change the drawing, you can do it according to your own thoughts." Ye Nanqing said lightly.
"Then I'll finish the results for the next few days and send you a mail to have a look." Xia Huanhuan said.
"No need." Ye Nanqing said, "From today onwards, you don't need to show me any more blueprints. You have full responsibility for the villa's renovation. All I want to see is the final decorations."
"Alright." "For Xia Huanhuan, it would be a lot easier this way." "Then, if the villa is completed, I can resign from the company." she confirmed.
The faint smile on Ye Nanqing's lips gradually faded. After the decorations were done, she could resign. He had promised her a long time ago, but now that she mentioned it, it made him extremely uncomfortable.
It was as if she couldn't wait to get away from him.
But was it possible to leave?! A complicated look flashed across Ye Nanqing's eyes.
"Yes, you can resign when the villa is finished." He answered, "If I speak, I will definitely speak!"
It was as if when he was young, he had said to the little girl who had played with him in the sand, encouraging him, and even painted the words "home", "I will definitely wait for you, we will still play together tomorrow!"
He was waiting. He had been waiting all this time, but tomorrow was too long a day for him.
When Xia Huanhuan stood up and prepared to leave with her bag, Ye Nanqing suddenly asked, "Xia Huanhuan, it's mine, it's mine all the time. Other people can't take it away even if they wanted to, do you think that's right?"
Xia Huanhuan's footsteps paused slightly. She had once told Mei Xinyi similar words that were very familiar to her.
"If that thing really was you, others would not be able to take it away. However, if it was not yours to begin with, then you would not be able to take it away either." With that, Xia Huanhuan walked out of the store.
Ye Nanqing finished the rest of the cola and muttered to himself, "Yeah, other people can't take it away. Even if it was once taken away by someone, they will still come back to me."
After putting down the empty glass, Ye Nanqing took out his phone and looked at the photos on it. There were many pictures taken from real photos. The main characters were all a 5-6 year old girl. If Xia Huanhuan hadn't left, she would have definitely cried out in surprise when she saw these photos.
The little girl in the picture was impressively what she looked like when she was young. Or rather, the person in the photo was her!
When Xia Huanhuan returned to her apartment, Jun Ziyan was curled up on the sofa in the living room with a notebook on his knees, his fingers moving across the keyboard. Beside him was one of the two little bear dolls that Xia Huanhuan had brought along.
Seeing Xia Huanhuan come back, Jun Ziyan put his notebook on the tea table, stood up and walked to her side. He didn't say anything, just hugged her tightly and took a deep breath from her body.
"Have you had dinner?" Xia Huanhuan asked, wrapping her arms around him and patting him soothingly on the back.
"Not yet." He replied in a low voice.
It was almost eight o'clock. "Aren't you going to eat by yourself first?" Xia Huanhuan said.
"Yes." "Yes or no," he answered, but it was a different matter.
Xia Huanhuan sighed. "Then I'll do it for you now." As he spoke, he began to get busy in the kitchen. Since she hadn't eaten much when she was with Ye Nanqing before, Xia Huanhuan just burned the portion of the two of them.
Xia Huanhuan simply boiled the ingredients in the hot pot in the fridge and then the noodles in the water. After cooking two bowls of noodles, she brought them to the living room.
The floor was steaming hot.
Jun Ziyan picked up his chopsticks and was about to put the noodles into his mouth.
"Wait, blow on it first, otherwise it will get hot." Xia Huanhuan quickly warned him.
He looked up at her, then lifted the noodles to her lips. "Help me blow."
"Huh?" She was startled, but then she heard him say, "I want you to help me cool down. That way, I will feel that you care about me."
Did she care that she acted too little? Or did he care too much? Xia Huanhuan smiled lightly and lowered her head. With the noodles hanging by her lips, she said, "You like it when I care about you this much?"
"Yes." He nodded and put the noodles into his mouth.
She simply took the chopsticks from his hand and started to feed him. Picking up the noodles, blowing on them to cool them, then moving them to his lips, Xia Huanhuan felt a sudden sense of satisfaction when she saw his beautiful lips slightly open and biting the noodles she handed over.
"And? "Do you like it better?" she asked.
"Yes." He answered with a low voice. Following her example, he picked up the chopsticks that had been placed in front of her, picked up her bowl of noodles and blew on it to cool her lips. "Will Huanhuan like this too?"
Although Xia Huanhuan felt that feeding the noodles like this was similar to some scenes in a TV show, she still responded with a light word and opened her mouth …
Two bowls of noodles were quickly finished off. Xia Huanhuan picked up the bowls and chopsticks, rolled up her sleeves and began to clean.
Jun Ziyan walked behind Xia Huanhuan and gently wrapped his arms around her waist, "Let me help you wash."
"Just these few items. If you help me, you might get more and more busy." Xia Huanhuan said, "Next time, if I'm late, remember to eat dinner first."
"No." He straightforwardly refused.
"If you are this hungry, what if you get sick from your stomach?"
"Then come back early and tell me not to be hungry."
Xia Huanhuan frowned and suddenly turned around to look at Jun Ziyan. "If I don't come back one day, will you really starve yourself to death?"
"Yes." His answer didn't even have a trace of hesitation.
Xia Huanhuan was a bit speechless. Jun Ziyan's expression was bland and his tone was bland, but his "yes" word was like a heavy brick pressing against her chest, making her unable to catch her breath.
"If I really have something to take care of, you have to eat properly. If I come back and see you at death's door, do you think I'll be happy?" Xia Huanhuan said.
Jun Ziyan looked at her solemnly, "If you leave, will you come back?"
"Of course, I'm not breaking up with you, so why didn't I come back? For example, if I had to travel on business in the future, or go back to Z City to visit the hospital with my mother, or if I was planning to travel with Xiaorong … It's possible that he'll be gone for a few days! "
Xia Huanhuan talked about all kinds of possibilities. Of course, she also made sure that she wouldn't leave when she was free or come back late. After a long while, Jun Ziyan replied, "I got it."
Only then did Xia Huanhuan heave a sigh of relief. At least her words made sense.
She turned around and continued washing the dishes. Jun Ziyan lowered his head and suddenly whispered into her ear, "Then why did you come back late tonight?"
Xia Huanhuan paused before washing the dishes, "I met Ye Nanqing after work and talked about the villa's renovation."
He wrapped his arm around her arm and tightened it, "So when you texted me, you were with Ye Nanqing?"
"Yes." She continued to wash the dishes until she had cleaned and dried each one.
During this entire time, he had always held onto her waist without loosening his grip.
"Let go, I'm going to put the bowl in the cupboard." Xia Huanhuan said.
Jun Ziyan released his hand silently. When Xia Huanhuan put down the chopsticks, she found that Jun Ziyan was still standing in the same posture as before, not moving at all.
It was as if he was a statue, his head lowered and his face cold. It was hard for people to guess what he was thinking at this moment.
"She walked forward and took his hand, and only then did she notice that his hand was a little cold." Your hand is so cold? " she asked.
However, he replied with an irrelevant answer, "Why didn't you lie to me?"
"What?"
"Why didn't you lie to me? You were working overtime at work, or did you come back late because you had some other business to attend to? Any reason is good. Why did you tell me that you were with Ye Nanqing?"
His hands slowly clenched into fists, and his voice was a low growl that was almost suppressed.
Her body trembled as she looked at his fist-shaped hands and the veins on the back of his hands bulging as he returned to the Tang Dynasty to become a prince. Was he angry? Or was he jealous? Or perhaps he was afraid that he would lose control and hurt her, so he suppressed his emotions?
Biting her lips, Xia Huanhuan started to break Jun Ziyan's clenched fists. Starting from her left hand, she broke his fists one finger at a time, broke his fingers one by one, broke her left arm again, and then continued to break her right hand until all ten of his fingers had been flattened. Only then did she squeeze her hands into the gaps between his fingers and firmly snap them.
He didn't say a word from beginning to end. He just stared at her, letting her pry open his fingers until they intersected. Only then did his body turn stiff.
"I didn't lie to you because I didn't want to lie to you. I've already lied to you once. I don't want to try to do that again." Xia Huanhuan said. The memory of that rainy day, when he walked out of the car and looked at her eyes and said those words, she thought, she would probably never forget it for the rest of her life.
Perhaps the pain in her heart was the price for deceiving him! This kind of heartache was enough for once!