I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 122 Goodnight’s Goodnight (2)_1

Chapter 122: Chapter 122 Goodnight’s Goodnight (2)_1

"Hello, my name is He Che."

He Che took a few steps forward, stopping at a distance that was neither near nor far from Xia Wan’an, and spoke with a humble and generous tone.

"I am really sorry about last night, I was drunk and lost my composure, I apologize."

With that, He Che bowed deeply, his body bending at a ninety-degree angle.

Xia Wan’an, feeling guilty, took half a step back, "It’s okay, Mr. He, I accept your apology."

"Thank you." The tone of He Che was utterly sincere.

This man was too polite...

Xia Wan’an responded: "It’s okay."

After a pause, recalling the purpose of her visit, Xia Wan’an spoke again: "Mr. He, may I ask you something?"

"I’m all ears."

"Last night, Mr. He, did you mistake me for someone else?"

He Che, seemingly surprised by Xia Wan’an’s question, paused for a moment before nodding and answering, "Yes."

"Do I look a lot like the person you mixed me up with?"

He Che shook his head: "Not at all."

Xia Wan’an furrowed her brow: "If we don’t look alike, then how did you mistake me?"

"It’s the clothes." After uttering these words, He Che seemed to realize something and froze.

The clothes? She was wearing Ai Jiang’s clothes last night, Ai Jiang, Jiang, Xiaojiang... Xiaojiang?

The tips of Xia Wan’an’s fingers tightened into her palm suddenly.

The room was very quiet. Probably after ten seconds, He Che muttered, "So that’s how it is..."

At the moment he opened his mouth, Xia Wan’an also chimed in, saying the same words as him: "So that’s how it is..."

"Right, so that’s how it is..." He Che mumbled again.

So, the reason he lost his cool and hurt another girl was because of her manipulation. She willingly gave her clothes to someone else to set up a deadly trap for him.

Xia Wan’an didn’t speak; her fingers dug painfully into her palm.

So that was it... Last night, Ai Jiang deliberately spilled wine on herself, kindly borrowed her clothes, and purposely made an excuse not to go out when she sent Song Youman away...

Xia Wan’an lowered her eyelids, concealing the chaos swirling in her eyes. After a while, she looked up as if nothing had happened and said to He Che, "Since I’ve gotten the answer to my question, I won’t take up more of your time."

"Wait..." He Che stopped Xia Wan’an: "...if I may, could I ask your name?"

Thinking about the pitiable state of the man who now understood last night’s situation, Xia Wan’an said: "I am Xia Wan’an."

"Xia Wan’an?" Hearing this name, a light sparked in He Che’s eyes. He looked at Xia Wan’an incredulously for a while, then asked, "The same ’Wan’an’ as in ’Goodnight’?"

Caught off guard by He Che’s seemingly familiar attitude, Xia Wan’an hesitated for a moment before nodding and uncertainly answering: "Yes...um..."

After responding, Xia Wan’an, feeling her hands a bit dry from washing them earlier without applying hand cream, reached into her bag and squeezed some hand cream onto her hand.

As she was rubbing her hands together, she noticed He Che gazing at her with a deeply meaningful smile. She couldn’t resist asking, "What’s wrong?"

The smile in He Che’s eyes deepened, "Nothing."

Then, he extended his hand towards Xia Wan’an.

Seeing the extra hand in front of her, Xia Wan’an froze. Then, glancing at the hand cream in her own hand, she assumed that He Che also wanted some. Thinking it was important to be generous, she unscrewed the cap of the hand cream and squeezed some onto He Che’s hand: "I didn’t know men also use hand cream."

The words "Nice to meet you, please take care of me" that He Che intended to say suddenly got stuck in his throat.

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