Chapter 91: Back to the House

Chapter 91

After replying to everyone's messages, Jian Xi got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up. As she was going downstairs, she smelled a fragrance and thought it was Zhao Sister-in-law, but instead, she saw He Qingchen wearing an apron. Yôur favorite stories at novelhall.com

He knew she was awake from her messages in the group chat, so he prepared a bowl of noodles for her, worried that she might be too hungry.

Jian Xi walked up and hugged his waist, "Oh my, whose boyfriend is this so diligent!"

Being assigned the persona of a diligent boyfriend, He Qingchen chuckled but didn't respond to her, continuing to cook the noodles.

Jian Xi had a mischievous thought and her naughty hands started roaming around He Qingchen's waist and abdomen, touching and poking here and there.

He Qingchen's body tensed up, and Jian Xi noticed it, giggling naughtily and preparing to run away.

But He Qingchen wouldn't let her off so easily: if she misbehaved, she had to accept the punishment.

He turned around, caught the fleeing girl, and pinned her against the kitchen island, giving her a thorough 'disciplining'. After he was done and she was completely soft, the noodles were also ready.

With her lips still tingling, Jian Xi ate a big bowl of noodles.

After the meal, Jian Xi nestled on the sofa while He Qingchen was washing fruit for her.

"Brother, Elder Sister Xingyou said she took a movie role, and the filming location is in the neighboring J City. She wants me to go play with her for a while."

He Qingchen placed the washed fruit in front of her, sat beside her, and pulled her into his embrace, "If you want to go, then go. I'll make the arrangements."

"Great, but it seems there's still almost a month before filming starts, so I'm not in a rush. I'm just telling you in advance."

"Mm." He Qingchen asked her, "Do you want to rest for a few more days? I can have Xu Yan postpone your appointments."

Jian Xi shook her head, "No need, no need. I still need to earn money! I'm doing great and don't need to rest!"

Pinching her fingers, He Qingchen chuckled, "For rebuilding the Taoist Temple, you've completed one-fifth already."

Most importantly, the way He Qingchen looked at Jian Xi revealed feelings far deeper than just familial affection or friendship: Shen Xiaoheng noticed this the first time he saw them interact.

As the saying goes, "Those involved are often confused, while onlookers see clearly."

He Jiaxu didn't have classes today, so he was there too, though still sleeping in and unaware that Jian Xi would be coming.

Jian Xi and He Qingchen arrived at the old residence before noon, although Old He thought they wouldn't be back until the afternoon since he knew Jian Xi was usually busy in the mornings. So he had invited his two old friends over.

These two friends were Old He's war buddies from his youth, having gone through life-and-death situations together. They would come to visit him occasionally when he was in a coma.

Old He pulled Jian Xi over and introduced her to them, "This is my grandson He Qingchen's girlfriend, my future granddaughter-in-law, Jian Xi. Grandpa Zheng, Grandpa Shang, these are my good old friends."

Jian Xi greeted them politely, "Hello, Grandpa Zheng, Grandpa Shang."

"Oh, hello, hello. Old He, you really lucked out! Where did you find such a beautiful future granddaughter-in-law?" Grandpa Shang praised.

His compliment made Old He beam with pride, "Indeed! He Qingchen being able to bring Jian Xi home really made our ancestors' graves emit green smoke!"

Jian Xi glanced at the expressionless He Qingchen, trying not to laugh.

Grandpa Zheng found Jian Xi's name quite familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, but couldn't recall where at the moment.

Sensing Grandpa Zheng's gaze, Jian Xi looked at him and smiled politely, but her brow furrowed slightly.

Grandpa Zheng's son's sector showed a hint of darkness: his son was going to run into trouble!

At that moment, in northern Myanmar, inside the Langya Group's internal meeting room, three men were embroiled in a heated argument.

The Knife Scar Face Man slammed his fist on the table, his enraged gaze questioning a bespectacled, scholarly-looking man, "Lao San, what the hell is going on? The shipment went missing under your watch! You better give us an explanation!"

"What explanation do you want from me? Before the incident, I had Lang Ying keeping an eye on things. You should be asking him," the bespectacled man, Lao San, said sharply, glancing at the casually seated Lang Ying across from him.