I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 392: Is this Praise or Mockery? (2)_1

Chapter 392: Chapter 392: Is this Praise or Mockery? (2)_1

He Che was stunned for a moment, then let out a soft "Oh". After a while, he again uttered, "Oh," then directed a polite smile at Xia Wan’an, saying, "Alright then, it’s getting late. You should rest. I’ll leave you be." Without lingering in Xia Wan’an’s room, he left directly.

After closing the door to Xia Wan’an’s room, He Che had only taken a few steps towards the elevator before stopping.

He stood there for a long while, deep in thought. Then, he let out a quiet laugh and opened his hand.

In his palm lay a small bottle of medicine, a potent concoction for reducing swelling and stimulating blood flow. He had received it from an old doctor in Yunnan when he accidentally got injured. Such was the medicine’s effectiveness, he had saved the bottle and hesitated to use it... until today. Hearing about the girl’s injury, he had instructed Chen Cang to bring out this precious remedy.

But it seemed that the girl does not need it as much as...

As he thought about it, He Che looked at the small bottle in his palm and laughed lightly again, "My wife...my wife..."

...

At ten o’clock on Wednesday morning, the first thing Xia Wan’an did after waking up was to check her swollen ankle. The swelling had gone down considerably, and she could barely stand. However, the pain upon putting weight on it prevented her from walking normally.

Due to her injured ankle, Xia Wan’an didn’t leave her room today. After ordering room service, she watched a movie and then fell into a deep sleep when the drowsiness hit her at one in the afternoon.

She hadn’t been asleep for long when she was awakened by the ringing of the hotel phone.

Xia Wan’an sat up and answered the phone. It was the front desk calling, "Miss Xia, there is a gentleman Mr. Han Jingnian at the front desk asking for you. Should we allow him to come up?"

"Yes, yes," Xia Wan’an answered twice in succession.

After hanging up, Xia Wan’an immediately threw off her covers and hopped to the bathroom. She tidied her hair in the mirror, then changed into a new dress.

By the time she had finished readying herself, the doorbell rang. She took another look at herself in the mirror, then hopped towards the door like a rabbit.

She first checked through the peephole, confirming it was Han Jingnian before opening the door.

Han Jingnian, dressed in a black suit and carrying a black bag, stood there. Behind him was Zhang Te, pulling a suitcase.

Zhang Te greeted her with a "madam" before pushing Han Jingnian’s suitcase into Xia Wan’an’s room and tactfully excusing himself.

Only after Han Jingnian had entered did Xia Wan’an close the door and hobble behind him.

After taking a few steps, Jingnian, sensing something was wrong, swiftly turned to look at her.

He stared at her for two seconds, then shifted his eyes to her tiptoed foot, squatting down and lifting her skirt without uttering a word.

Upon seeing her swollen ankle, Han Jingnian’s brows furrowed, and his eyes hardened, "What happened?"

"Yesterday, I accidentally got bumped and sprained my foot..." Xia Wan’an explained briefly, then added, "The swelling has gone down considerably, and it doesn’t hurt as much as yesterday. I was able to walk when I woke up this morning..."

Before Xia Wan’an could finish, Han Jingnian interrupted her, his voice icy, "Why didn’t you call me?"

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