17 One Hundred and Eight Ways to Win the Sponsor (2)
17 One Hundred and Eight Ways to Win Over the Sponsor (2)
Chen Hean felt sorry for Jiang Lai.
She was so young, yet she had become an orphan. She had finally grown up and entered university. She was also hobbled by the malice of her classmates and the burden of life. She should be at a carefree age, but she was so thin and unhealthy.
Chen Hean thought of her younger brother. If he were still alive, he would be about the same age as Jiang Lai. With him backing him up, he would do whatever he wanted, like all other kids his age, going wild and enjoying his youth.
Instead of being like this, she didn't even dare to tell him she was hungry. She would come out to look for food with a limp and be seen by him. She would have to carefully read his face, fearing that he would dislike her and explain incoherently that she was just really hungry and didn't mean to rummage around the house...
Sometimes Chen Hean would subconsciously compensate for Jiang Lai, as if she was putting all her regrets for her younger brother on her. This thought was especially evident when she first met Jiang Lai.
So he went to the kitchen himself in the middle of the night and made a plate of pasta for Jiang Lai.
Originally, he wanted to make something richer, but the ingredients in the refrigerator were basically bought that day, and the ingredients he could use were really limited. He originally wanted to call someone to deliver the food, but Jiang Lai said it was too late and he was afraid to
bother others. Shen Hean has been in a high position for a long time and no longer has much empathy. So what if others are woken up in the middle of the night? He paid, and he paid a lot of money. Both parties are willing, so it’s not a big deal.
But after Jiang Lai said that, he didn’t insist, and just said that he would make her a simple bowl of noodles.
After he said this, he saw a flash of surprise in Jiang Lai's eyes the next second: "You can cook too."
He smiled at her gently, not feeling offended by Jiang Lai's question that came out without thinking, but thinking that she was cute when she blinked at him, so he explained for the first time: "I studied in the United States before, and I couldn't get used to the food there, so I learned to cook it myself, and it tasted okay."
He saw the light flashing in Jiang Lai's eyes, and his voice rose lively: "I also heard from my friend, she said that she eats white T food every day, and suffers as if she is in some kind of punishment play..."
Shen Hean was silent for two seconds. It's not because he thinks Jiang Lai speaks frivolously, in fact, he doesn't hate it, but he thinks that Jiang Lai has a kind of vitality that is as fresh as if she has never seen the world. This kind of vitality is a bit strange to him, so he didn't know how to answer for a while.
He considered the choice of words, and then took over Jiang Lai's topic in a gentle voice: "Well, but foreigners are used to eating here. Every country has its own eating habits."
As soon as he said this, he felt that his way of speaking was too old-fashioned, so old-fashioned that even he himself felt that it was difficult to continue.
It was the first time that Shen Hean felt that he had not mastered the art of language at all. He could remain calm and speak in a set of ways when setting traps for others in the business world, but now all these were useless.
Because no one in the business world would chat with him about insignificant gossip.
However, he did not know Jiang Lai at that time. Jiang Lai was a person who could not keep quiet, and she did not care whether Shen Hean could continue the conversation. Anyway, after this topic was over, there would be a new topic soon, and she would get more and more excited. By the time Shen Hean finished making the pasta, Jiang Lai was already dry-mouthed.
"Wow——" Jiang Lai licked his dry lips, looking at the simple but delicious noodles on the table, and began to praise them in a new and exaggerated way: "It looks so delicious! As expected, we grown women have to eat these to have the strength to make a living, hehehe..."
In the twenty minutes that Shen Hean cooked noodles, he had already had a preliminary understanding of Jiang Lai's way of speaking.
Jiang Lai's words were sometimes a bit nonsensical, but he guessed that his idea was probably because he couldn't understand the jokes and stalks in Jiang Lai's words-more specifically, there was a generation gap between him and Jiang Lai.
He shouldn't have paid any special attention to their age difference, because Jiang Lai was just one of his sponsors. Only when their relationship rose to another level, it would make sense to think about the age difference.
Shen Hean had already vaguely sensed that something was starting to go off track, but he remained calm on the surface, and just asked Jiang Lai to eat in a gentlemanly manner: "Try it, I hope it suits your taste, if not, I'll order you another meal."
Jiang Lai was very considerate and ate a whole plate of pasta that was almost the amount of an adult male.
When Shen Hean saw her praising and eating quickly, he reminded her to eat slowly and told her not to eat if she couldn't finish it, otherwise it would be bad for her stomach.
Shen Hean thought Jiang Lai was afraid that he would be unhappy if she couldn't finish it, so she buried her head in eating. What he didn't know was that Jiang Lai really thought it was delicious. It was so
delicious that she still remembers the whole plate of pasta. But in fact, remembering such a small thing might not be because the pasta was so delicious, but more because it was her first private contact with Shen Hean.
There was another reason, that is, she actually shed a few tears that night.
While she was eating pasta, Shen Hean did not leave. He seemed to be afraid that she would feel embarrassed, so he served himself some and sat down opposite her. Then he talked to her from time to time, asking her if her legs hurt when she slept tonight, asking her how many days of leave she had taken...
He cared about everything, as if he was her parent or guardian. Although this kind of concern has nothing to do with love or ambiguity, Jiang Lai felt her heart aching, probably because Shen He'an's tone when he spoke was so gentle, so gentle that she felt that she was being carefully cared for.
Shen He'an asked the right thing, that is, her legs really hurt. Although her ankle sprain was not serious, she always felt sore when she went to bed at night. She was tortured to the point of having difficulty falling asleep. If she had fallen asleep earlier, she would not have been so hungry that she had to sneak into the kitchen to find food.
When Shen He'an asked about it, she of course exaggerated and said that her feet hurt so much that she couldn't sleep. Coupled with her miserable eyes, anyone who saw it would feel pity.
She was acting for 80%, but Shen He'an's concern was real, and her pain was also real.
So while Shen He'an lowered his head to eat noodles, she dropped a few tears into the noodles. The salty tears mixed with the ketchup were all sour, and would not have any effect on the taste of the pasta.
But Jiang Lai soon stopped being sad, because Shen Hean said he would hire someone to take care of her, so that she could stay here for a while longer, until her foot injury healed.
Jiang Lai continued to maintain her image of not wanting to waste money, shook her head and said that she didn't need to hire someone to take care of her, she could do it herself, and didn't want to waste the money.
Because of Jiang Lai's insistence, the matter was finally dropped. But a person with a sprained foot always needs someone to take care of him, and Shen Hean's family didn't hire a permanent servant, so this responsibility had to fall on him.
There was nothing special to do, just to help Jiang Lai change the dressing, take her to the hospital for a follow-up examination, or just hold her downstairs when she was inconvenient...
In a place where he didn't notice, Jiang Lai had quietly - no, it was a big invasion of his territory.
Facts have proved that Jiang Lai's aggressiveness and opportunism were first seen at that time. She saw that Shen Hean had no intention of rejecting her. In the following days, she became more and more bold, made more and more jokes, and acted more and more out of the ordinary. She even changed her name for him from "Mr. Shen" to "Brother Hean".
Then more and more pink objects belonging to Jiang Lai appeared in the house.
As for him, he seemed to have quietly changed his position from a distant sponsor to Jiang Lai's guardian.