1278 I Want to Make You Stay 156 (1/2)
Wu Pingyang thought that it was inconvenient because of how late it was. ”Can you take me there tomorrow, then?”
Fan Shixin answered calmly, ”We'll talk about it again next time.”
Sensing that he was brushing her off, Wu Pingyang felt a little disgruntled. She did not dare to ask him about his salary either. She picked up the teacup and took a few sips of water before asking, ”Why are you home so late? Where did you go?”
”I had something important to do. I'll be very busy in the next few days, so I won't be able to accompany you much.”
A sullen expression formed on Wu Pingyang's face immediately. However, she tried her best to pretend to be understanding and said, ”It's alright, work comes first.”
After a while, Fan Shixin noticed that it was getting late and thus said, ”I'll send you home now.”
”Can I not leave yet? I want to stay with you.”
Fan Shixin teased, ”Aren't you afraid that I would do something bad to you?”
Pouting her lips, Wu Pingyang said, ”I know you won't do that.”
He smiled and said, ”There's a bed here. It's not too big so you'll have to make do.”
”You can always sleep on the couch.”
Fan Shixin was speechless.
She chuckled and said, ”I was just kidding. Were you frightened? You don't have to send me home. I drove here.”
Fan Shixin nonetheless sent her to the entrance and watched her get inside the car.
——
He Yi really showed up again the next morning.
Staring at He Yi calmly, Fan Shixin asked, ”Mr. He, what brings you here?”
”I have something important to talk to your Young Sir and Young Madam about. Please help me inform them.”
”Please give me a moment.” He closed the door and turned around to send An Xiaoning a text message.
As soon as he did, An Xiaoning walked toward the balcony on the second floor and waved at him, signaling for him to bring He Yi in.
He Yi was thus brought to the living room, where he waited for ten minutes before An Xiaoning finally arrived downstairs.
She was dressed in a white long-sleeved shirt and a blue rag-cloth skirt.
”What brings you here bright and early in the morning?”
”Where's Qingyan?”
”You just have to answer my question,” she said haughtily, clearly intolerant of him.
”Ms. An, you're still as domineering as ever.”
”Mr. He, why are you always evading my questions? Is it that fun?” She took the glass of warm water from Auntie Chen and took a few sips before placing it onto the table. She glanced at him.
”I'm here to invite you to meet someone.”
”Who?”
”You'll… know when you get there.”
”Nah, I'm not going,” she refused straightforwardly.
”Ms. An, it's really someone important,” He Yi said, trying to persuade her further.
”Since he's very important, get him to come and see me instead. However, if you're just cooking up stories, I suggest you stop playing such retarded games.”
He Yi felt his heart skip a beat, and he felt as if An Xiaoning was boring a hole through him with her intense gaze.