Chapter 231: Seen

He had a very strong feeling in his heart.

Nan Jiaojiao had kept a lot from him.

If she really knew the Chamber of Commerce president and could come and go freely, even staying over, their relationship must be far from superficial.

Yet, when they were together before, she hadn’t let him use that connection!

With this thought, Shen Shichu’s expression grew increasingly grim as he stared fixedly at the tightly closed gates of the mansion.

“Brother Chu, have something to eat.”

Ye Shiqing came back with breakfast.

She had rested well and had even made up carefully before coming over.

The first day they waited until dark, and Master Bian Xiaoxiao called to say he was leaving on a sudden business trip.

He told her that he had already called Jiang Yu, who said he was busy and asked to reschedule for another day.

Bian Xiaoxiao told her not to worry, he would definitely arrange for her to meet him.

Lin Shuyun had also waited for a day.

Feeling displeased, she complained a few times before leaving.

Ye Shiqing left that evening as well, but she came back the next day.

Shen Shichu was still here waiting himself, which moved her greatly.

Brother Chu was so concerned about her career, obviously, he had her in his heart.

Her tone softened quite a bit.

“I got your favorite char siu bao, have some soy milk first.”

Ye Shiqing inserted the straw and handed it to Shen Shichu.

Thinking he would take it, she held it out closer, but Shen Shichu reached for a cigarette instead, accidentally blocking the way, and the scalding soy milk splashed out, splattering his hand.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…”

“Ye Shiqing!

If you’re useless, can you get out of my sight?”

Ye Shiqing was severely stunned, holding a tissue in her hand and not daring to wipe it for him, as tears started rolling down.

“I’m just worried about you, please don’t be so harsh on me.”

Shen Shichu wiped his hand himself, becoming more irritable as he did, “Get lost!”

Ye Shiqing’s heart clenched with pain.

She pursed her lips and in a mournful tone said, “I know you care about me, or you wouldn’t have waited here for three days.

It’s okay, even if we can’t meet this time, there will be other chances.

Let’s go home, okay?

When we get home, I’ll give you a clean shirt.”

“For you?”

Shen Shichu looked at her sarcastically.

“Quite the high opinion of yourself.”

Ye Shiqing was dumbfounded, “Why else are you waiting here then?”

Suddenly, Shen Shichu’s expression changed as he looked behind her, and he promptly pulled her into the back seat.

Ye Shiqing tumbled into the car, and Shen Shichu pressed his hand heavily on her shoulder, the force so great that she could do nothing but clumsily lie across his legs.

The awkward position soon had her body trembling uncontrollably.

“Brother Chu…”

“Shut up!”

Shen Shichu’s eyes were fixed intently on what was in front of him.

A black sedan drove out from the inside.

A man’s hand rested on the car window, lengthy fingers holding a cigarette.

He flicked the ash, turned to say something to the person beside him, then expertly extinguished the cigarette and, without stopping the car, tossed it into a trash can with a flick of his hand.

The window slowly rose.

Shen Shichu did not blink, unable to see clearly who was sitting in the driver’s seat but trying to get a clear look at the person in the passenger seat.

A black hat, a light-colored hoodie, the woman’s elbow propped on the window, the brim hiding half of her face, and the corner of her mouth nonchalantly curled into a faint curve.

Was it Nan Jiaojiao?

Was it?

As the car was about to drive away, Shen Shichu got out in agitation to chase it, but stopped after only a couple of steps.

Still unable to get a clear view.

Inside the car, Nan Jiaojiao glanced at the rearview mirror.

Her eyes paused, then slowly a smile spread across her face.

She had been seen.

“What are you looking at?”

Without changing her expression, Nan Jiaojiao withdrew her gaze, “There was a dog behind us.”

“I’m talking to you and your mind wanders to a dog?”

“It’s quite interesting,” Nan Jiaojiao tilted her head, glancing at Bo Yanching’s suddenly somber countenance, “what were you saying just now?”