Chapter 11
I know this turn, it's not an ordinary turn.
So I was not surprised at all when we met Xie Yan.
Today is the weekend and there are many people on the street. At that time, I was holding Qi Han's arm and feeding a marshmallow to his lips.
Across the street, I saw his astonished look and smiled at him heartlessly.
"Yuanyuan, don't smile at other men casually."
Qi Han squinted his eyes with pleasure, stopped, and waited for Xie Yan to stride over.
He stopped three steps in front of us.
"Thank you..."
Xie Yan's eyes were fixed on me, and then he suddenly reached out his hand: "Come back with me."
Qi Han immediately stood in front of me and asked, "What are you doing?"
"I'm taking my people home." He spoke each word with emphasis.
"Who do you think you are? Tsk, a bastard, how dare you think of anything?"
I tilted my head and smiled at him: "But Xie Yan, I am not yours either."
"Besides, it was you who knocked me out that night."
"It was you who gave me to him."
With every word I said, Xie Yan's face grew darker.
He interrupted me: "Xieyuan, don't talk nonsense, you just don't know the truth."
"So what if you know?"
I still smiled and said, "Isn't it better to choose him than a loser like you?"
Qi Han smiled even more happily: "Yuanyuan, you are really smart."
Xie Yan's eyes suddenly turned sinister.
But this time I yawned, pulled Qi Han's arm and shook it: "I'm tired, let's go back."
He patted my head lovingly: "Okay."
We passed Xie Yan and headed straight for the parking space.
Just when I passed by him, a folded ginkgo leaf accidentally fell out of my pocket.
The golden leaves, in the shape of butterflies, fell softly to the ground silently.
The next day, Qi Han rarely went to the company early in the morning.
He is a person who responds to soft words and does not respond to harsh words. Seeing that my attitude softened, he also became gentle.
When I was in a bad mood when I woke up, he would bring porridge to my bedside and coax me to eat.
I remembered where I stabbed Qi Han, just below his left chest, aiming for his life.
I ran away afterwards and he stayed in the hospital for a long time. Cold hands and feet were probably one of the sequelae.
So much so that the touch of his hands was exactly the same as the cold instruments in the room.
I often can't tell what his mood is when he touches me, and I don't care either way.
"I am willing to listen to you."
I squinted my eyes and spilled the porridge in a bad temper: "I want to sleep."
"It's already one in the afternoon, eat something and then go to sleep ."
There was no impatience on Qi Han's face. The door was pushed open and Zhou Heng heard the noise and came in with cleaning tools.
He has always been loyal and sensible, and is Qi Han's most proud sword.
I watched Zhou Heng cleaning the mess on the carpet .
“Buzz buzz buzz—”
Qi Han's phone rang, which was particularly abrupt in such an atmosphere.
He picked up the phone with a frown on his face, but the more he listened, the deeper his frown deepened, and his expression instantly became gloomy.
"I'll be there in a minute."
Qi Han tucked the quilt in for me: "Yuanyuan, I'll be back soon."
I just smiled: "Okay, I'll wait for my brother to come back."
After a farewell kiss, he walked out of the bedroom, but he did not forget to remind Zhou Heng: "Stay in the villa, and call me if there is anything unusual."
Zhou Heng nodded, and Qi Han left the bedroom without looking back.
I slowly got up from the bed and hugged Zhou Heng's waist without any shame: "I want to clean it too."
