Chapter 73 - 75 Soft and Warm
Xia Xiaonuan covered her body with the bed sheet, unable to speak due to panic. Nangong Yaoling suddenly rushed down and punched Liang Shaochen in the face.
So it was you!
Nangong Yaoling roared and abruptly pulled out a gun, aiming it at Liang Shaochen’s forehead.
Xia Xiaonuan was covered in cold sweat from head to toe out of fear.
Liang Shaochen did not avoid it, looking at her with a gaze full of loneliness and pain.
Xia Xiaonuan felt her heart shatter.
At the moment Nangong Yaoling pulled the trigger, Xia Xiaonuan screamed out loud.
"No...!" She screamed and woke up.
Yun rushed in from outside.
"Miss, what’s wrong?" Yun approached and asked worriedly.
Xia Xiaonuan came to her senses, looked at Yun, and then glanced at the spot next to her.
Nangong Yaoling had already left.
On the bedside table, there was a basin with several towels draped over the edges.
Xia Xiaonuan clutched at her chest; that dream had really been terrifying.
Yun approached and hugged her.
"It was just a nightmare, Miss... Everything is fake! Don’t be scared..."
A tear slid down from Xia Xiaonuan’s eye.
Everything is fake, fake.
Yun’s words echoed in her mind.
I hope... everything is fake...
...
In the morning, Nangong Yaoling attended a company’s ribbon-cutting event. On the way back, the driver was driving, and Nangong Yaoling was sitting in the back.
Seated in the front was his assistant and bodyguard, Qin Liu.
Nangong Yaoling instructed the driver to stop the car by the roadside.
Qin Liu asked respectfully, "Young Master, is there something you need?"
"Come down with me." Nangong Yaoling said as he got out of the car.
Qin Liu was taken aback, not understanding the reason, but still respectfully followed Nangong Yaoling out of the car.
Until the two of them entered a store, Nangong Yaoling went to a general store, his tall figure standing in front of the counter, asking the owner arrogantly yet seriously, "Do you have hand warmers here?"
Standing beside him, Qin Liu’s face darkened.
He looked at Nangong Yaoling incredulously.
The owner shook his head and laughed:
"Sir, it’s not the season for hand warmers. We usually only stock those in the winter. Are you buying for your girlfriend? You’d better check a supermarket!"
Nangong Yaoling walked out of the store.
To himself, he muttered, "She was right after all."
Qin Liu: ...
"Young Master... If you want to buy a hand warmer, you could just order me to get it. Why come here personally?"
Nangong Yaoling looked back at Qin Liu and then raised an eyebrow and asked, "Do you know what a hand warmer looks like? Have you seen one?"
Qin Liu: ...
Of course, he knew. Before he became Nangong Yaoling’s assistant, he had bought one for his girlfriend back in high school. But...
Judging by the Young Master’s expression, would saying he knows hurt his pride?
Qin Liu hesitated for a moment, then scratched his head and said,
"Well... I’m not sure... Why don’t you describe it to me, and I’ll get one for the Young Mistress. You don’t need to handle such a small task personally."
As Qin Liu spoke, they reached the car, and Qin Liu quickly stepped forward to open the door for him.
Sitting inside the car, Nangong Yaoling then slowly said, "Let me tell you, listen carefully... A hand warmer is something like a towel, that you place on your stomach to keep warm. Its shape... is similar to a towel, soft..."
Qin Liu struggled to hold back the urge to burst out laughing.