HLnovel Chapter 125 Saves the Organization's Expenses
Chapter 125 Saves the Organization's Expenses
An Jiaren closed the door and rushed to the water dispenser to get a glass of water to drink.
After drinking cold water, her anxious emotions calmed down a bit.
"You get so thirsty just by seeing me?"
Leng Shi stood on the doormat, a cryptic smile playing on his lips.
An Jiaren took a water cup from the shelf, filled it with warm water, and handed it to him.
She glanced indifferently at the man at the door, "You're just being presumptuous."
An Jiaren stood to the side, waiting for Leng Shize to finish drinking before taking the cup from his hand.
Leng Shi, seemingly oblivious to her displeasure, sat down on the extended sofa by the door and said, "I need a pair of indoor shoes."
"No." An Jiaren's voice came from the open kitchen. She was very hungry and just wanted to make dinner first.
There was no shoe cabinet in the living room, and when she opened the door, there was only one pair of indoor shoes by the door; there were indeed no extra shoes.
Leng Shi then took off his shoes and stepped into her territory.
The house is square and not very big. It has two rooms, one of which has only an empty bed.
"I want to stay in this room," he announced.
An Jiaren was chopping vegetables when she heard this, and the knife veered off course.
"Hiss~" She gasped, thankfully her nails protected her, the cut wasn't deep and there was no blood.
She pretended nothing had happened and continued chopping vegetables.
"Don't you have a job?" Given the nature of his job, his second brother should have already returned to work, so why is he still staying at her place?
Leng Shi strolled into the living room, casually flipping through the books on the bookshelf, his tone nonchalant.
"Cameroon has a project that has landed in Jincheng, and as the special envoy for the establishment of diplomatic relations between the two countries, I am responsible for following up on it."
The two engaged in a question-and-answer session, one chopping vegetables in the kitchen while the other strolled around the house, their familiarity suggesting they had never been apart.
But only they knew in their hearts that beneath the surface of calm communication lay a tentative exploration of unfamiliarity.
An Jiaren: "How long will the project take?"
Leng Shi raised an eyebrow slightly; after all, he was the kind of person who couldn't keep things to himself.
He crouched down, pulled out a first-aid kit from the bottom cabinet, took out some bandages, and walked over to her.
"How long does Jiaren hope to last?" His irreverent tone revealed his inherent arrogance.
An Jiaren knew that his words could never be as simple as they seemed on the surface.
She grinned, but her facial muscles didn't move at all. "The sooner the better."
Leng Shi smiled indifferently, took the knife from her hand, and said, "Wash your hands and put this on."
An Jiaren did as she was told, without needing to ask her second brother how he knew her hand was injured.
His ears are always very sharp; he must have heard the pause when his nail was cut in the room.
He's always been like this, showing two faces to people, from childhood to adulthood.
He was a refined, humble, and gentle gentleman to both the Leng family and outsiders.
He treated his younger sister with gentle indulgence, but also had a mischievous streak, enjoying teasing her. Seeing her upset, he would effortlessly soothe her emotions. Her happiness was entirely under his control.
Just like now, he seems to be strolling around at home, and he seems to have come to Jincheng because of a job transfer. He may have already found out all about her, but on the surface he still acts like he'll be lenient with her if she confesses.
She had never been a match for her second brother, but this time, she had nowhere to run.
The house fell silent again, except for the sound of my second brother chopping vegetables in the kitchen.
Leng Shi quickly sliced the potatoes into uniformly thin strips, demonstrating his excellent knife skills.
On the work surface, there are already chopped tomato pieces.
Leng Shi guessed what was going to happen, but still asked, "How should the dishes be prepared?"
"Crack an egg, stir-fry shredded potatoes, and make egg and tomato soup." An Jiaren had already sat down at the table.
If her second brother wants to do it, then let him do it. She's tired after a day's work; if she's going to be lazy, why wouldn't she shirk her responsibilities? Is she stupid?
Leng Shi was willing to be directed by her and took four eggs from the refrigerator, saying, "I have a lot of energy, so I need to eat this many."
The warm light shone on her face, highlighting her peony-like beauty, radiant and demure. Just her sitting there, saying nothing, was enough to satisfy him.
An Jiaren seemed not to hear anything, her attention was focused on the news playing on her phone.
She just wanted to find something to do and didn't want to talk to him, lest she expose herself.
Leng Shi then made preparations and saw that the rice cooker showed that the rice would be cooked in nine minutes.
He put on his shoes and went out.
An Jiaren was puzzled. Had she been angered and left?
Teacher Zhou didn't have evening self-study sessions; she came back after grading the students' homework.
The strange man behind her had been following her ever since she entered the residential area.
At this moment, he followed her upstairs.
The building was an old-style walk-up building with two apartments per floor, so she had no choice but to grit her teeth and climb up.
Teacher Zhou's heart pounded like a drum.
Ms. Zhong has evening self-study sessions, and she came back by herself. What should we do now?
The lights were on in Teacher An's house, but she couldn't ask Teacher An for help, lest she endanger her.
As she got closer to her home, her heart beat faster.
The hallway suddenly went dark, and without the lights, Ms. Zhou was so startled she almost screamed. Fortunately, as a teacher, she managed to restrain herself.
Deciding to go all the way, she turned around, trembling, and demanded of the person behind her, "Who are you?"
The lights in the hallway turned on as she spoke.
In the dim, yellow light, the man, with his back to her, heard her words, smiled, and slowly turned around...
"Leng Shize!"
Teacher Zhou exclaimed in surprise, "It's Special Envoy Leng!"
They're about the same age, and she often sees them in the news, so how could she not recognize them in person?
"Hello." Leng Shi didn't expect that going out would lead to running into a neighbor coming home and being recognized.
Teacher Zhou noticed that the basin he was carrying contained a toothbrush, a mouthwash cup, and slippers, and asked hesitantly, "What's this...?"
"Oh, I'm here to stay with Jiaren for a while."
beautiful woman!
They called him so affectionately.
Before Teacher Zhou could say anything more, Leng Shi had already inserted the key and turned the doorknob.
They even have the key, so they must know each other.
The other person smiled and closed the door.
Teacher Zhou stared blankly at the closed door, "Why does Leng Shize's profile look a bit like Xiaoyue's?"
"Could he be Xiaoyue's...?"
dad.
Teacher Zhou was shocked by this sudden idea. She immediately covered her mouth, turned around, opened the door, and went home.
She had to tell Teacher Zhong about this discovery immediately, or she would burst from holding it in.
An Jiaren heard the noise and was about to open the door when it opened.
Her gaze fell on the basin Leng Shize was holding. "You...you really want to stay here with me?"
"Since there are spare rooms available, you can contribute one; it will save the organization money."
An Jiaren's good manners failed her, and she turned sullen and told them to leave, "You should leave after you finish eating. It's not convenient for me here."
“What’s inconvenient about it? You’re single, and I’m unmarried. If Xiaoyue comes back to stay, I can just sleep on the floor.”
The moment Xiaoyue was mentioned, An Jiaren's newly formed assertiveness instantly weakened.
She gripped the water glass tightly, feeling an urge to ask all her questions, but also afraid that he had set a trap for her.
Seeing her silence, Leng Shi didn't urge her. She needed time to sort things out.
After putting away his household items and cooking the rice, he went to the kitchen to turn on the stove, and both gas stoves were running at the same time.
Before long, two dishes and two bowls of rice were placed on the table.
Leng Shi handed her the chopsticks and said, "Let's eat."
An Jiaren stared at the distinct grains of rice in front of her. "Could you please stop bothering me?"
Her tone was stiff, conveying a deep sense of powerlessness.
Leng Shi had been waiting in the security room for a long time, and was so hungry that he had no interest in talking to her.
"Don't worry, I won't eat your rice for nothing. I'll stay here and make sure you have hot dishes, hot meals, and fresh fruit to eat every day when you come home."
An Jiaren suddenly looked up, her red eyes accusing him.
"Can you stop dodging the issue? You know perfectly well that's not what I meant."
"I was raised by the Leng family, how could I complain about you eating my rice!"