Chapter 497: Chapter 497 Happiness Feels Like a Dream
Wanhe Qianfeng Garden.
On the gorgeous, complex carpet, Su Zixi sat closely next to He Jingyao, her back against the sofa, holding a book that she hadn’t managed to read more than a few pages of.
The man beside her lounged comfortably, with a laptop on his knee, rapidly scanning the screen, occasionally typing something with one hand.
Since some unknown time, Su Zixi had fallen in love with the sight of him working… His expression was focused, a hint of a casual smile at the corners of his mouth as he lightly tapped on the keyboard, exuding a confidence and certainty that commanded respect.
Her gaze involuntarily fell on He Jingyao’s profile.
After an indeterminable period, a hand rested on her head, and with a slightly hoarse voice, he asked, “Craving some attention?”
Su Zixi quickly shifted her gaze and raised the book in her hand, “Not at all, I’m reading!”
He Jingyao chuckled lightly, choosing not to expose her lie, and continued reviewing the material. Having recently arrived in Yangdong City, he needed to become familiar with the local situation as soon as possible.
A while later, a weight suddenly pressed on his shoulder.
He looked down to see Su Zixi’s head resting on his shoulder, seemingly about to fall… Her eyes were closed, and her breathing was even and light.
A touch of tenderness appeared in his eyes. He set the laptop aside and carefully lifted Su Zixi, carrying her to the bed.
Who would have known that as soon as her head touched the pillow, she would awaken. She rubbed her eyes in confusion, “Did I fall asleep?”
He Jingyao adjusted her head, “Go back to sleep.”
Su Zixi nodded blankly, curled up under the blanket and lay down again. He Jingyao smiled and returned to his previous spot to continue working.
Su Zixi turned over and stared blankly at his profile again.
It always seemed… that this kind of life was as sweet and blissful as a dream…
Perhaps even dreams aren’t this beautiful.
She watched his silhouette, her lips unwittingly curling into a smile as she fell asleep.
The sunlight gradually sank, and He Jingyao finished his work and came to the edge of the large bed. Seeing that Su Zixi was still asleep, he smiled faintly, kissed her head, and then left the room.
“Young Master.” Li Bo approached him immediately, holding a small ring box, “This was sent over by the young master of the Ning Family. He insisted that I give this ring to the Young Mistress.”
He Jingyao’s expression darkened immediately, “What is he trying to do?”
Li Bo smiled, “Young Master Ning said that this ring should rightfully belong to the Young Mistress, but it ended up on the Young Mistress’s sister’s hand. According to him, it was because of this ring that the president’s wife took a liking to the Young Mistress’s sister…”
Surprised, He Jingyao lifted an eyebrow, took the ring box, opened it, and inside lay an ordinary platinum ring.
The President’s wife often attended various events, and each piece of jewelry she wore was analyzed thoroughly by all kinds of media, so He Jingyao remembered that the President’s wife also had a similar platinum ring.
He spun the ring on his fingertip, and in its rotation, it sparkled brilliantly.
If Ning Yichen claimed that the ring belonged to Zhixi, it likely wasn’t without foundation.
Then, Zhixi and the President’s wife…
He Jingyao’s eyes darkened.
“Call Feng Qian.” He suddenly said in a deep voice. “Have him thoroughly investigate if the president’s wife was in Yanzhou City twenty-one years ago.”
Li Bo understood quickly, “Yes.”