Chapter 1939: It's Inconvenient for Me

Mrs. Song certainly knows what her daughter’s intentions are, though her husband was indeed called away by a friend, he quit drinking over a decade ago when he was diagnosed with fatty liver. He is just going to eat and chat, and will return later to accompany their daughter at the hospital, there’s really no need for care.

Though she feels that Song Yuan insisting on keeping Nan Jiaojiao there is inappropriate, she cooperates and doesn’t disrupt the plan.

“Yes, we have to trouble Miss Nan. I can’t take care of her tonight, if Nan Jiaojiao is convenient, could you help us care for her overnight? We’re reassured when it’s you; the accompanying bed beside you is ready for you to sleep, the blanket was changed this morning.”

“Not convenient.”

Nan Jiaojiao never buys into moral pressure, “I’m not a caregiver, caring for Miss Song is purely out of friendship, it’s fine during the day, but not at night, I’m particular about beds, and it’s just not convenient for me to stay.”

Song Yuan said anxiously, “It’s okay, I think it’s really convenient…”

“I’m saying it’s inconvenient for me.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s gaze grew cold, “If you really have no one to take care, I can help hire a caregiver.”

“But the caregiver is a stranger, I’ve said before I don’t like strangers getting close!”

“Then how close are you and I really?” Nan Jiaojiao retorted.

Song Yuan’s gaze seemed ready to swallow her whole, but it was just a glimpse, quickly replaced by another expression. Leaning softly there, she lightly pressed her pale lips, “I thought… we were already friends.”

Isn’t that just fake?

If it were before, Nan Jiaojiao would straightforwardly retort like that.

But she has grown up, her mind has followed along, otherwise after Song Yuan secretly answered her phone, when asking if she wanted water, she’d add, “Aren’t you thirsty from secretly answering calls?”

“Yes, friends, so I’ll be back tomorrow, no need for a difficult separation.”

Nan Jiaojiao unlocked Song Yuan’s hands, patting the back of her hand, “Should I bring you something nice to eat tomorrow?”

Song Yuan almost rolled her eyes, could she even look at those cheap things Nan Jiaojiao buys?

A thought suddenly sparked, “Isn’t Brother Xu known for his soups?”

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyelid twitched, “Oh, you want some soup?”

Song Yuan looked at her eagerly, “Convenient?”

“Convenient, very convenient, I’ll bring it tomorrow.”

Song Yuan withdrew her hand, vigorously rubbing the back cushion behind her, unwilling to have Nan Jiaojiao’s scent linger on her.

“Have some food before you leave, my mom has brought it over.”

Mrs. Song had already instructed a servant to set the dishes, handing a pair of chopsticks to Nan Jiaojiao, “Have some, Miss Nan, the chef is my personal one brought from our family home in the Capital City, made according to Yuan Yuan’s preferences. I’m not sure about your taste, but I assume you girls have similar likes, or you could let Auntie know what you like, I’ll ask her to make it tomorrow.”

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t reach out.

At this moment, there’s a knock at the door, Xu Shu stands at the entrance, smiling as he looks in, “It’s so lively here.”

“Doctor Xu.”

Mrs. Song rises, moving the chopsticks away from Nan Jiaojiao with ease, placing them across a bowl’s edge, as she welcomes him at the door, “How come you’re here, have you eaten? Join us for something.”

Xu Shu waves his hand, “I’ll skip the food, I’m here to pick up Jiaojiao.”

“Pick her up?”

Mrs. Song turns back, Song Yuan also looks at Nan Jiaojiao. Not letting Nan Jiaojiao speak, she clasps her hand again, smiling towards Xu Shu: “Brother Xu, Jiaojiao agreed to stay for dinner, might be inconvenient. How about you go first?”