I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 682: My wife, she has gone on a long journey (2)_1

Chapter 682: Chapter 682: My wife, she has gone on a long journey (2)_1

Zhang Te hastily collected his wandering thoughts and put Han Jingnian’s phone back where it was.

In a moment, the man leaning on the sofa flickered his eyelashes and opened his eyes.

"Mr. Han, you’re awake?" As Zhang Te noticed this, he hurriedly spoke.

Han Jingnian took two seconds to turn his head and look at him, his eyes calm without any ripple.

Zhang Te handed over the documents he was holding: "There’s a document here that needs your urgent signature."

Han Jingnian remained unresponsive, but he took out a pen from his pocket and signed on the paper.

After Zhang Te took back the document, he started again: "Mr. Han, you have a banquet at seven o’clock tonight. It’s almost time. You should prepare to leave."

Han Jingnian remained silent, he just nodded expressionlessly, and after sitting on the sofa for a while, he got up and left.

Zhang Te hurriedly followed.

After sending the documents back to the office, he went straight to the dinner party.

When he arrived at the destination, there were ten minutes left before the dinner began. In the waiting process, a waiter brought two cups of coffee.

Zhang Te was about to add sweetener and creamer to Han Jingnian’s coffee when Han Jingnian had already brought the coffee to his lips. He unconsciously spoke out, "Han..."

He only said one word before pausing.

He wanted to say, Mr. Han, I didn’t add sweeteners and cream to your coffee as per your preference...But when the words reached his lips, he suddenly recalled that whether it had sweeteners and cream or not, he now couldn’t taste the difference anymore.

Yes... After his wife left, he lost his sense of taste. Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty; everything tasted the same, as plain as water.

He was the first to discover this phenomenon... At that time, he was eating a dish that was spicy to his taste, but not spicy at all to Mr. Han, who could not eat spicy food. Later, he started paying special attention to Mr. Han noticing he could even take in the very salty sauce of the fried noodle sauce without flinching.

Han Jingnian, who had taken a big mouthful of coffee, turned his head to look at Zhang Te as he heard his voice, but didn’t say a word.

Zhang Te knew he was asking him with his eyes what he wanted to say. He shook his head and stopped himself from speaking: "Nothing, Mr. Han."

Han Jingnian glanced back indifferently, without any subsequent reaction.

The dinner began shortly after. Han Jingnian was quieter than before, and almost all the socializing and small talk was left to Zhang Te.

Since he had a bit too much to drink, Zhang Te frequented the restroom. Once when he came out, he found a woman trying to converse with Han Jingnian. The usually dismissive Han Jingnian, surprisingly, responded to the woman.

The reason was simple, because the woman asked: "Mr. Han, your cufflinks are beautiful. Where did you buy them?"

"They weren’t bought, they were given by my wife."

"Wife? So, Mr. Han is already a married man! Mrs. Han must be very beautiful then? But Mr. Han, why didn’t you bring her tonight to such an important occasion?"

Hearing this, Zhang Te instinctively stepped forward, intending to ward off this intrusive woman, yet before he could act, Han Jingnian spoke. His voice was low, more akin to speaking to himself rather than the lady, "My wife... she’s on a long journey."

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