He Nan pursed his lips, "There’s a flashlight under the TV stand, use it when there’s a power outage."
Shen Mianmian nodded, her emotions gradually stabilizing. It was then that she realized she was actually holding onto Brother He. Her body suddenly became a bit stiff, and her face instantly flushed red, unsure of how to react.
Sensing her change, He Nan’s mouth curled slightly into a smile, but he pretended not to notice her awkwardness and stood still.
"I saw you weren’t home and thought you’d be going to school tomorrow, so I cleaned up a bit today. That way, whenever you came back, you could move in right away."
Shen Mianmian feigned composure, explaining why she was there while casually letting go of him, trying to make everything seem natural.
It was a good thing the power hadn’t come back on, or her face would have betrayed her. Her cheeks felt unbearably hot, probably as red as a shrimp.
To tell the truth, except for taking care of Shen Jianhua and being carried on his shoulders when she was little, she’d never been this close to any other man. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⟡𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⟡𝓷𝓮𝓽
There was a faint smell of tobacco on Brother He, and she discovered for the first time that tobacco could actually smell good.
"There were some matters to take care of at home, and I also took the opportunity to open a few branches in Beijing," He Nan said briefly, explaining the reason for his long absence.
In fact, he had called several times, but it seemed the soundproofing of the house was so good that the phone’s ring couldn’t reach her room, so she hadn’t picked up.
When it came to business, Shen Mianmian couldn’t resist showing off her little savings, "Brother He, the vegetable store opened, and business is booming. It’s only been a little over a month, and the net profit has reached sixteen thousand. I’m almost a ten-thousandaire now."
To the wealthy in the city, this might not be much, but in the countryside, it was enough to build three new houses and marry three daughters-in-law. To call her a little rich lady was no exaggeration.
"You’re doing well," he said. The night was dark, but his vision was better than most, and he could just make out her eyes curving like crescent moons.
The phrase "eyes light up at the sight of money" isn’t a compliment, yet when applied to her, it didn’t seem offensive at all.
As they talked, the blush on Shen Mianmian’s face gradually faded, and she became less reserved. Only then did she notice they were still standing in the kitchen. "Brother He, you must be tired from the long car ride. You should go wash up and sleep! Looking at the situation, we won’t have power back for a while. I’ll head back now, and I’ll come to clean a bit earlier tomorrow."
She had to get to bed early and rise early for school the next day.
He Nan raised an eyebrow and asked, "Is Xiaocui not here?"
"She took today off and went back to her hometown. She’ll be back tomorrow."
"The room over here has better ventilation; you should sleep in the guest room tonight."
Shen Mianmian hesitated, the room here was indeed cooler than the other side. It was still very hot, and without a fan at night, she probably wouldn’t be able to sleep.
Standing still, she was already drenched with sweat.
With that thought, she sniffed herself twice and realized she was already sweaty. She didn’t know if she had made Brother He uncomfortable with her odor.
Embarrassed, she tugged at the corner of her mouth, "Brother He, I’m going to take a shower before I come back."
"Take the flashlight," He Nan said as he turned to leave the kitchen, opening the TV cabinet to light the flashlight for her.
With the room brightened, Shen Mianmian could finally see him clearly. It had been a while since they’d seen each other, and in the pitch dark, she thought Brother He hadn’t changed, still the same as before. But now that she could see him clearly, she felt self-conscious again.
Remembering the sweat on her body, she quickly said, "Brother He, I’ll head over now."