Chapter 339: Chapter 339: Excuse Me for Leaving Chapter 339: Chapter 339: Excuse Me for Leaving “`”Uncle, I’m going to start.” Ye Shutong said with a smile.
He Yirong immediately put his ungrateful son aside and looked kindly at Ye Shutong, “Eat up, everything on the table today was prepared just for you.”
Ye Shutong gave He Jingyao an apologetic smile before reaching for the dish she had been longing for.
He Yirong commanded in a deep voice, “Jingyao, pour some wine for Shutong.”
He Jingyao paused and gave He Yirong a deep look.
He Yirong returned it with a warning glance.
He Jingyao pursed his lips, ultimately unable to completely disregard He Yirong’s feelings, so he stood up, leaned over, and poured half a glass of red wine for Ye Shutong, placing it beside her with a low voice, “Miss Ye, please.”
Ye Shutong looked surprised and flattered, then beamed a brilliant smile, “Thank you.”
This woman was indeed beautiful; such a guileless radiant smile made all the flowers in the private room lose their color.
Her eyes were clear as water, revealing everything at a glance.
However, this aggressively stunning brilliance made He Jingyao’s brows knit slightly.
“You’re welcome,” He Jingyao suddenly said with a smile, “Please enjoy your meal, Miss Ye. I must excuse myself.”
Ye Shutong was startled, seemingly at a loss.
He Yirong frowned, “Jingyao, what’s the matter?”
“Zhixi has a fever, I must go back and check on her,” He Jingyao’s voice was somewhat grave, “You’ll understand, right?”
He Yirong glared at him, at a loss for words to retort for a moment.
Seeing this, He Jingyao once again gave Ye Shutong a courteous smile, then turned and left gracefully.
It wasn’t until his son’s figure disappeared behind the door that He Yirong came to his senses, choking with anger.
It took him a while to compose himself, then he apologized to Ye Shutong, “Shutong, I’m really sorry, this kid is too willful.”
Ye Shutong shook her head with a smile, “He cares about his wife. Besides, my original commitment was to your invitation, Mr. He, whether he’s here or not doesn’t matter.”
He Yirong felt a bit complicated. Could it be that this girl has no feelings for Jingyao?
He Jingyao got out of the car and immediately saw Butler Li waiting by the side.
“Young Master, you’ve come back so early…” Butler Li’s smile was still impeccable.
He Jingyao gave him a cold look, “You said Zhixi wasn’t feeling well?”
“The Young Mistress is alright, though she is indeed resting now,” Butler Li said smoothly.
He Jingyao glanced at him and walked towards the house.
Butler Li followed behind him, unable to help wiping off his sweat. That one look from the Young Master meant: “We’ll settle this later.” He had got the message.
But by all accounts, the Young Master shouldn’t be back this early. Had something happened on his father’s end?
Butler Li could only speculate as he watched the Young Master enter the Young Mistress’s room.
He Jingyao entered the bedroom and saw only a warm, dim bedside lamp turned on. Su Zixi was sleeping on her side with a gracefully curving silhouette.
He hadn’t seen her all day, and this woman had even dared to linger outside until evening… her boldness was growing by the day.
He Jingyao’s eyes darkened as he took off his coat and lay beside her, pulling her into his arms.
A warm and supple sensation met his touch, and a surge of warmth flooded through He Jingyao’s heart.
Even though he knew Butler Li was deceiving him, he still couldn’t help placing his palm on her forehead to check her temperature. Only when he was certain she didn’t have a fever, did he truly relax.