Thinking of this, Zheng You’an was pleased with her cleverness.

“I thought you were living in Mingchen Apartment.”

“I indeed live there, but occasionally, this house also needs a little bit of human’s aura.”

Yan’an wanted to get up, but also thought that he was not wearing anything, so he pointed to the bathrobe on the hanger behind and motioned her to hand it to him.

Zheng You’an followed his fingers and looked back, understood it, and took off her nightgown and wrapped herself tightly.

Yan’an sighed deeply after watching her whole set of movements.

Fine then.

Yan’an hooked his chin and glanced at her, then got up and got out of bed, and walked into the cloakroom in front of her.

When they came out again, both of them were already well-dressed.

It’s just that when they sit face to face, they don’t know what to say at all.

“Didn’t you say that you will come back next month?”

While holding his mobile phone in one hand to order someone to deliver the meal, Yan’an said, “What would you like to eat?”

“Whatever.” When Zheng You’an’s voice fell, only then did she remember that Pei Qing was about to pick her up.

However, Yan’an had obviously arranged the lunch and already put his mobile phone on the table.

Zheng You’an thought for a while and sent a message to Pei Qing: You don’t have to come and pick me up first. Wait until I finish my lunch. Come at two o’clock then.

“I’m not feeling well, so I come back to have a rest.”

Zheng You’an said in a calm way.

“Not feeling well?” Yan’an raised his eyes. “What’s wrong?”

“Maybe I have a cold.” As Zheng You’an said this, she unconsciously yawned. “It feels hard to get up every day.”

“Have you seen a doctor?”

“I have. It’s nothing serious, it should be because I’ve been too tired recently and haven’t rested well.”

“Then take a good rest at home during this time.”

“Yeah, I know.”

Such dialogue often occurs between the two of them.

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Zheng You’an remembered that when she was ill and hospitalized before, Uncle Yan brought Yan’an to see her. At that time he also said: “Have a good rest.”

After all, Zheng You’an had known Yan’an since she was 12 years old. That was when she had just entered junior high school, and Yan’an had already graduated from senior high school. For her, they are both in two completely different worlds.

She looked forward to and looked up to the life of an adult, and Yan’an naturally only treats her as a little sister.

After dinner, at exactly two o’clock, Pei Qing didn’t come in and sent a message to Zheng You’an instead.

“Then I’ll go first.” Zheng You’an got up and wanted to leave, but she suddenly thought of something, turned around and said, “By the way, I brought you a gift, but the luggage has been sent to the Bocui Sky Mansion. I’ll let someone send it to you later.”

Yan’an put down the knife and fork in his hands and looked up at her.

“Where are you going?”

“I’ll go back to Bocui Sky Mansion.” After Zheng You’an explained the matter, she picked up her bag and waved to Yan’an, “Eat slowly then.”

But just as she turned around, her wrist was grabbed.

“Didn’t I let you rest at home?”

“Huh?”

Zheng You’an turned to look at Yan’an, and gradually understood the meaning in his eyes.

“Here?”

Yan’an: “Otherwise?”

Zheng You’an thought so too. She came back sick this time and if she goes back to Bocui Sky Mansion to live alone, she will make her family distressed again when they find out about it later.

“Okay, I’ll have someone bring my luggage here.”

She then went upstairs with her mobile phone after she finished speaking, and Yan’an looked at her back with dark eyes.

He did not understand what Zheng You’an was thinking.

After that night, when he woke up and learned that his wife had flown out of Asia, he was really angry.

He even wanted to see if there was any money left by this woman at the bedside.

In fact, before that, the two of them had also hardly lived together.