I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 842 - 840: Flowers Bloom on the Path, You May Return Slowly (2)

Chapter 842: Chapter 840: Flowers Bloom on the Path, You May Return Slowly (2)

The real reason she left was to make his life better, but had his life really become better?

Xia Wan’an was unsure whether her tears were due to being scared or inadvertently seeing the contents of Han Jingnian’s phone. Perhaps it was a combination of both reasons. In any case, her tears flowed uncontrollably like a breached river.

Xia Wan’an didn’t know how long she had cried, seemingly oblivious to everyone around. She only knew that when she finally managed to stop her tears, her phone had been vibrating for quite a while.

There were several missed calls, all from Lin Chen.

Xia Wan’an hastily wiped the tears from her face and pressed the answer button.

Lin Chen, "Little president, it’s so late, why haven’t you returned to the hotel?"

Xia Wan’an didn’t follow up on Lin Chen’s words and instead asked directly, "Is there something wrong?"

"Of course, there is something, little president. I’m looking for you to help me remove my makeup. I am currently wearing a full fringe and a pink princess dress, how can I go home like this!" Lin Chen’s voice came over the phone as he rattled on for a while, it then dawned on him that the tone of Xia Wan’an’s voice was a bit off. He quickly quieted down. After a few seconds, he spoke again, "Little president, your tone seemed a bit off just now, did you... cry?"

"No."

Even though Xia Wan’an’s reply was terse, Lin Chen still picked up on some subtleties in her tone, "Little president, are you feeling upset because you have to leave early tomorrow? Where are you? Do you want me to come find you..."

Xia Wan’an cut off Lin Chen, "No need, Lin Chen, I’m fine..."

"Well, alright then, little president, just be careful on your own..." Lin Chen paused, then added, "Also, little president, I’ll come to pick you up at eight o’clock tomorrow morning to go to the airport..."

Hearing this, Xia Wan’an turned her head and glanced at the emergency room. She stared at the words "In Surgery..." for a moment, then pursed her lips. Just before Lin Chen was about to hang up, she stopped him, "Lin Chen..."

Lin Chen had perhaps moved the phone away from his ear and, hearing her voice, he brought it back again, causing his voice to increase in volume, "What is it, little president?"

"That, you don’t need to pick me up tomorrow morning..."

He Che, standing by the window and staring out into the night, felt his fingers tremble sharply upon hearing this. He then turned to look at Xia Wan’an.

Did her words mean... she wasn’t leaving? Was she deciding to stay for that man?

"Um... It’s not that I’m going to the airport by myself, it’s that I might stay for a while longer..." Xia Wan’an, unaware of He Che’s gaze, continued speaking quietly on the phone with Lin Chen.

Before long, Xia Wan’an said goodbye to Lin Chen and then made a call to Zhang Te, informing him about Han Jingnian’s situation.

The moment Xia Wan’an put away her phone, He Che covertly withdrew his gaze.

He continued, as before, to look composedly out the window for a moment before turning and heading to the restroom.

It was a while before He Che returned. His expression was calm, neither sad nor happy, but Chen Cang keenly detected a faint smell of tobacco emanating from him.

Not long after Zhang Te received the call, he rushed to the hospital and Xie Lin came along with him.