I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 954 - 952: Only This Time (2)

Chapter 954: Chapter 952: Only This Time (2)

His voice had quieted down significantly, yet his tone ... was stubborn beyond measure.

Han Jingnian didn’t make a sound, nor did he turn back. He didn’t even hesitate in his steps as he headed straight for the bathroom in the living room.

Instead, it was Xia Wan’an, who had called them to dinner from the doorway, her voice gentle as she spoke to Han Zhijin, who still hadn’t stood up, "Get up quickly, the dishes will get cold soon, and they won’t taste good then."

Previously, whenever faced with this woman named Xia Wanwan, Han Zhijin, who was always fiercely disdainful, surprisingly complied obediently with Xia Wan’an’s words and stood up from the ground.

Because he had been kneeling for too long, his knees ached severely. He stood in place for a while before he reluctantly shuffled, limping, towards the doorway of the study.

He wasn’t stupid; he knew full well that his uncle’s change of attitude was because of this woman named Xia Wanwan. If it weren’t for his aunt, he would have actually quite liked this woman. She had risked her life to save Youman, had taken care of his drunken self the previous night, and today she had even helped his mother ...

Han Zhijin struggled internally for quite a while. As he walked past Xia Wan’an, he still muttered softly, "Although I really don’t want to say this, I still have to say to you ..."

Han Zhijin’s voice adopted a hint of resentment as he became much more serious, "Thank you, Miss Xia."

Xia Wan’an looked at Han Zhijin in surprise, "..." This little brat, talking to her like an actual human for the first time since she returned to the country!

"But, don’t think that just because I said thank you, I have accepted you. In my heart, no one can compare to my aunt; you’re still unworthy. The most I’ll do is not insult you ..."

Xia Wan’an didn’t know whether to cry or laugh, so she simply tossed to Han Zhijin, "Go wash your hands!" and headed to the dining room.

As she was entering the dining room, Xia Wan’an looked back at Han Zhijin. She saw him bending over, rubbing his knees while grimacing and hissing in pain.

Seeing this scene, Xia Wan’an stopped in her tracks. After thinking for a few seconds, she eventually turned and headed to Han Jingnian’s bedroom. Then she rummaged through the medicine cabinet and found an ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

Back in the dining room, Zhang Te had already served the food for everyone. Han Zhijin was sitting beside Zhang Te, occasionally touching his knee.

Xia Wan’an walked over to Han Jingnian, pulled out a chair and sat down, then slammed the ointment she was holding onto Han Zhijin’s table, "Take this medicine, apply it to your knees after dinner, and you should be alright by tomorrow."

Han Zhijin made an "Oh" sound, not even glancing at Xia Wan’an.

Xia Wan’an, already accustomed to his attitude towards Xia Wanwan, called everyone to start the meal without taking it personally.

Once everyone began eating and their attention wasn’t on him, Han Zhijin quietly looked up at Xia Wan’an sitting across from him. After a while, his gaze fell on the tube of ointment Xia Wan’an had just thrown on the table.

As he looked at it, he suddenly remembered something from high school. One morning during class, he had sneezed inadvertently and then kept having a runny nose. In the afternoon, Xia Wan’an had come to the school and dropped a packet of cold medicine on his desk, telling him it would make him feel better if he took it.

They were clearly two completely different people, yet in this woman named Xia Wanwan, he mysteriously saw a resemblance to his aunt...

If only she really could be his aunt!