Chapter 209: Chapter 206: A Cudgel Blow, Something Happened!
Actually, her behavior was merely meant to create some friction and divert Huo Qi’s attention away from her.
Moreover, both of them would not be staying here long, and if any conflicts arose, it wouldn’t be something that a message alone could settle.
In a guest room on the third floor.
Lustrous light fell, casting the man’s tall figure on the wall.
Xiao Yixing sat by the desk, holding a ballpoint pen and calculating some data. However, having sat in that pose for a while, his body had become somewhat tense.
He raised his hand to loosen his shirt buttons when suddenly there was a knock on the door.
He frowned slightly, then stood up.
Figuring it must be someone from his team, he did not bother to ask who it was.
Yet, when he opened the door and saw who was standing there with a tray in hand, his expression changed subtly.
Huo Qi was holding a tray with one hand and leaning on the doorframe with the other, his lips slightly curled, eyes brimming with amusement, “It turns out to be a professor from the Science Academy, I’ve heard so much about you. I heard you skipped dinner; you should eat something.”
His eyes, behind his glasses, remained emotionless as he stared at him.
It seemed hard to believe that this message had come from him.
Seeing his expressionless face, Huo Qi smiled again, adding, “I know you’re not in a good mood today, but you need to eat. Otherwise, those who care about you will feel sad—”
Listening to this, Xiao Yixing’s heart suddenly shook, a dark whirlpool seeming to form in his cool eyes.
When he spoke again, he spat out each word: “I’m not eating!”
With that, he slammed the door shut.
Huo Qi stood frozen, his eyes wide, eventually stuttering, “Damn, what a temper, why is he venting it on me!”
Huo Qi tried to be nice but felt increasingly angry as he thought about it.
Over the following two days, every time he saw the professor avoiding him, Huo Qi was even more frustrated, feeling that he was being looked down upon.
Yes, so he’s uneducated, but is that a reason to disdain him!?
Wen Xian’s health had also improved somewhat over these days.
The film crew’s shooting went very smoothly, and the director had called her telling her to come back to the crew as soon as possible if she was free.
This left her feeling somewhat melancholy.
That afternoon, after receiving the director’s call, Lu Xiao took his team out for work. Wen Xian decided to take a walk, but she couldn’t tell if it was just her perception – Lu Xiao had seemed somewhat down when he came back these last few evenings.
It seemed something was weighing on his mind, but he kept saying it was nothing when asked.
Right then, Old Mr. Li drove back in his tricycle.
Wen Xian frowned, checking that he was the only one returning before asking, “What’s going on, hasn’t our little puppy come back yet?”
It should have been back by now, it’s not like it was given to that woman Fang Zhi.
But at her words, Old Mr. Li turned pale as if her words had struck a sore spot.
He bowed his head and sighed deeply, struggling to say, “It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have let her take the little thing away that day.”
Wen Xian’s heart skipped a beat, a bad premonition surfacing, “What do you mean by that?”
“It’s dead. Miss Fang just called, saying she wasn’t watching for a moment, and it was run over by a car. She’s already buried it.”
At those words, Wen Xian felt like she had been hit over the head, her body going numb instantly.
[Brother Nine: Is the little guy really dead?]