132 Premonition
“Did I wake you up?” Jing Yan’s eyes widened in surprise, and in the next moment, his eyes were filled with deep self-blame.
“No, I didn’t sleep well,” He Miao quickly denied it and let him in.
Jing Yan entered He Miao’s house as if it was his own. Onion seemed to treat him as another owner and would always ask for a hug whenever he saw him.
Jing Yan picked up Onion with a smile and placed his bag on the table. “Open it.”
“Thank you,” she said. Hearing the familiar sound of perfume bottles clattering against each other, He Miao knew what was inside without even opening it.
Jing Yan obviously did not expect her to thank him so directly. He choked on his water and coughed a few times before he blushed and said, “You don’t have to thank me. We agreed to leave everything to me. I will definitely do it for you.”
“You didn’t sleep well?” He Miao smiled and looked at the stubble on his chin. Then, she pointed at the sofa generously. “I can let you sleep here for a while.”
Jing Yan narrowed his eyes, picked up the teacup, and rushed into the bedroom.
Unwilling to be outdone, He Miao grabbed his arm and snuggled back into her bed first. The blanket was tightly wrapped around her, revealing only a pair of big eyes, smiling at him triumphantly.
Jing Yan supported himself on top of her with a smile, but he did not touch her. “Are you inviting me up here?” he asked, obviously not following the rules.
“Only a ghost would invite you up.” He Miao pretended to push him away, trying to chase him away.
Jing Yan grabbed her wrist and asked in a hoarse voice, “How’s your body? You still haven’t told me the results of the examination.”
“I’m really fine.” He Miao pointed at the report on the desk. “If you don’t believe me, you can go and see it for yourself.”
As expected, Jing Yan got up and walked to the table to pick up the report. He read every word carefully before putting down the report and looking at her. “I can only rest assured this way.”
A strange feeling suddenly flashed through He Miao’s heart. She propped herself up and looked at Jing Yan in a daze. In a split second, a thought seemed to be about to emerge in her mind.
Jing Yan saw her abnormal behavior and anxiously walked over to hold her shoulder. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Didn’t the hospital give you a proper examination?”
As he finished speaking, he actually subconsciously roared out.
He Miao was shocked by his reaction. He blinked innocently at his worried face.
In fact, Jing Yan and Grandpa Jing looked a bit like each other. They had the same sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. It was not difficult to see how handsome Grandpa Jing was when he was young through Jing Yan.
Oh, Grandpa Jing!
He Miao suddenly realized that the person who had not appeared in the later parts of the book was now appearing in front of him frequently.
Could it be that the detail she had missed in the novel was actually Grandpa Jing?
Her mouth was wide open in disbelief. She thought of Grandpa Jing’s pale face the last time she went back, and her suspicions grew stronger.
She grabbed Jing Yan’s hand and tried to keep her voice as calm as possible. “I want to see Grandpa Jing. Let’s go back now.”
“Now?” Jing Yan looked at the dark sky outside and nodded hesitantly. “Grandpa will probably get up for a morning run at this time. Let’s go back now.”
They packed up quickly and drove back to the Jing family house.
As soon as they entered, the butler was tidying up the list of medicine left by the doctor in the living room. When he saw that they had returned so early, he immediately put the list into his pocket. “Young Master, Miss He, why are you back so early?”
“Where’s Grandpa?” Jing Yan could see He Miao’s worried look on the way here, and he felt a little uneasy.
The butler was taken aback and pointed upstairs in surprise. “The old master is still sleeping.”
He was not lying. Old Master Jing had a sudden heart attack this morning, and the doctor had been called to stabilize his condition.
In fact, the doctor had advised him to stay in the hospital more than once, but he could not let go of his work, so he had been delaying treatment.
Jing Yan immediately noticed something unusual when he heard that. In the past, his grandfather had always taught him not to sleep too much and would take him for morning runs almost every day.
So, although Grandpa Jing was old, he had always been in good health.
He looked in surprise at He Miao, who was equally worried, and nodded at the butler.
The butler understood and left the living room, leaving the two of them some space. He went to the kitchen and ordered the servants to start preparing breakfast.
After they left, Jing Yan walked to He Miao and stood in front of her. He frowned and asked in confusion, “Miaomiao, do you know something?”
He Miao did not want to lie to him, but she could not tell him that this world was a novel she had read before. She could only lower her eyes to hide the guilt in her heart and lie, “No, I just saw that grandpa’s face didn’t look good last time, so I suddenly felt a little worried.”
Jing Yan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that. For a moment, he thought that He Miao had the ability to predict the future. It was incredible.