Shen Jue watched her quietly lying there, knowing in his heart that she was indeed afraid of being alone.
He had guessed it, so when he entered the room just now, he didn’t lock the door from the inside.
Initially, Shen Jue planned to sleep, but as he was drifting off to sleep, he heard Rong Qingqing’s voice.
Worried that the room was too dark, if he fell asleep, there would be no one to talk to Rong Qingqing, and she might get scared and cry.
But upon listening closely, he realized the woman on the sofa wasn’t crying; she was laughing.
A suppressed kind of laugh.
He had no idea what she was so happy about.
Rong Qingqing sat on the sofa, thought for a moment, and asked Shen Jue, "Am I making you uncomfortable by being here? Should I leave so I don’t disturb you?"
"No need." Shen Jue stopped Rong Qingqing, "You just lie there and do your thing. If I’m asleep and you need anything, wake me up."
"What could I possibly need? You go to sleep!" Rong Qingqing lay back down at ease while urging Shen Jue.
Then she picked up the phone beside her again, opened WeChat, wanting to see if Xiao Huang had sent her any messages.
Turns out she didn’t see any message from Xiao Huang, but she did see a message from her brother Rong Kuo.
Rong Qingqing was thrilled and quickly opened it. Thɪs chapter is updated by novel_fіre.net
After reading the message in one glance, Rong Qingqing couldn’t help but exclaim before sitting up again.
I wanted to visit you at the hospital this morning, but when I got there, I found out you had been discharged. How are you? Are you okay? ——Rong Kuo.
How did you know I was hospitalized? ——Rong Qingqing.
After sending the message, Rong Qingqing waited for Rong Kuo’s reply.
A few seconds later, a new message came in.
I also went to the Zhao Family’s last night for President Zhao and Mrs. Zhao’s wedding anniversary. I arrived a bit late, didn’t see you, and later when something happened to you, I followed to the hospital. I talked to your fiancé about your phobia. My younger sister had the same thing when she was little, so I know a bit about it. ——Rong Kuo.
"Shen Jue, did Rong Kuo also go to the Zhao Family’s last night?" Rong Qingqing instinctively asked Shen Jue for confirmation.
"Yes, he did." Shen Jue replied, "He probably arrived just as you were locked inside."
"Damn! Damn! Rong Jiaojiao and I are sworn enemies!" Rong Qingqing shouted angrily, "Ah! Ah! I’m so mad! Really so mad!"
Did she really just miss out on seeing her brother like that?
All because of Rong Jiaojiao being a meddler!
If Rong Jiaojiao hadn’t locked her up, she would definitely have become friends with her brother last night!
Rong Qingqing was really furious with Rong Jiaojiao!
Locking Rong Jiaojiao up for ten hours was too easy on her.
If she had known earlier that Rong Jiaojiao caused her to miss her brother, Rong Qingqing wouldn’t feel satisfied even if she locked her up for a hundred hours.
"Why such a big reaction?" Shen Jue frowned, "Do you know the CEO of Jixing?"
"No, I don’t." Rong Qingqing quickly denied.
Thinking for a moment, she realized that wasn’t quite right.
"Well, sort of." Rong Qingqing said, "I accidentally rear-ended his car that day while driving yours, so I added him on WeChat to transfer the repair money when I get the invoice."
"Don’t tell me you’re this mad because you missed the chance to pay him back in person." Shen Jue chuckled, "Do you think I’d believe that?"
Rong Qingqing’s earlier agitation was genuine.
So, Shen Jue was certain that Rong Qingqing knew Rong Kuo.
"Then..." Rong Qingqing’s eyes twinkled mischievously, "Of course not, Rong Kuo is my idol, losing the chance to meet my idol, don’t you think I should be upset?"