Chapter 806: Chapter 803
A man sat on the steps, wearing a dark-colored shirt, squinting his eyes slightly, gazing at the distant terraced fields, with a cigarette between his lips, ready to light it.
There was an elegance to him, laced with a hint of vicissitudes; at a glance, he clearly had stories to tell.
However, Xu Weiran paid no attention to these details. As soon as she saw him preparing to light up, she hadn’t even stopped her bicycle before eagerly shouting, “Wait, don’t move…!”
This sudden outburst startled him, and he looked at her in astonishment, the unlit cigarette still in his mouth as she swiftly cycled up to him, then caught her breath, halted the bike, and walked in front of him, blocking all his view.
The next second, she snatched the cigarette from his mouth with a cold huff,
“Didn’t the doctor tell you that you aren’t allowed to smoke, or do you not care if your arm doesn’t heal?”
At this remark, Cheng Dongyuan slightly raised his eyebrows.
He glanced at her, then at the cigarette she had taken from him, remaining silent and somewhat pensive for a moment.
No one had ever pulled a cigarette from his lips before, not even Wen Xian.
Not only had she not done it, but she would also see him smoking, sit down, expertly stretch out two fingers, and ask him for a cigarette so they could smoke together.
“Are you… concerned about me?”
Cheng Dongyuan’s lips twitched into a faint smile, looking at this girl with delicate features and a cool and distant air.
Her face might not be stunningly beautiful, but it was certainly charming to look at.
Xu Weiran pursed her lips slightly, not in the mood to watch him joke around. She was no naive young girl; she bluntly stated,
“Taking care of you for twenty thousand yuan is fine, but if you don’t cooperate and need constant care, that will be a problem.”
Afterward, she walked past him and entered the place where he stayed, leading the way.
So, that’s how it is?
After hearing her words, he chuckled lightly, shaking his head; indeed, who would care about a stranger for no reason?
Yet as he thought so, soon after, he looked back.
The sliding door was open, and inside, she was wiping the room’s floor with a mop.
Perhaps… that’s just how a young girl is, simply dressed in jeans and a white T-shirt, still so youthful and lively.
Yes, Cheng Dongyuan felt certain he was from a different era than theirs.
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Her demeanor was unlike ordinary people. Even if she couldn’t afford to pay twenty thousand yuan, she was now in the room, helping him tidy up the house and luggage.
Uninhibited, unpretentious, well, she was… not at all polite with him.
Cheng Dongyuan didn’t feel like smoking anymore; he just sat there with his arm in a sling, listening to the sounds of her cleaning the room. It seemed that his heart was gradually becoming peaceful.
He hoped that his days of recuperation here would be smooth and trouble-free.
Half a month after the mudslide incident, Lu Xiao had to return to Beijing with Wen Xian.
Lu Xiao was assigned a sudden task, and he couldn’t leave Wen Xian there alone, so he brought her back to his home. Since his house was still being renovated, Wen Xian stayed in a courtyard house next to the Forbidden City.
Seven months pregnant, her belly growing ever larger, Lu’s father and mother had people following and protecting her every day, treating her like a fragile treasure, fearing she might crack in their hands or melt in their mouths.
But Wen Xian was genuinely idle; with such a large belly, getting around was inconvenient. If it weren’t for Li Zaijun and Shen Lin having a falling out, crying and fussing at her place, she’d find life exceedingly dull.