49. Am I so good-looking that he doesn’t have any thoughts about me?
“Clatter.”
The sound of the door lock softly closing is particularly clear in the silent corridor.
“Hurry hurry hurry, come down!”
Jiang Zhi was panting urgently, her arms trembling with fatigue. She let out a wail and tapped Qian Qian’s little bottom with one hand, putting this little treasure down before she completely collapsed from exhaustion.
“Mom?”
Qian Qian, barefoot, stepped on the welcome mat, put on her slippers, and looked up with her innocent face, asking, “Are you very tired?”
“Of course!”
Jiang Zhi threw her shoulder bag onto the shoe rack, bent over against the wall, and gritted her teeth, “Why don’t you try carrying someone up to the sixth floor?”
Today was really unlucky!
Along the way, either she couldn’t find a taxi at all, or the ones she found were already occupied. After finally stopping one, the driver waved his hand and said it wasn’t on his route.
Heavens! What the hell?!
And the little girl was an invalid, lying limp on her back. Jiang Zhi didn’t even have time to feel heartache; how could she let her daughter walk on her own?
As a result—
She physically carried Qian Qian from the hospital back home, climbed six floors all in one breath, almost sitting down on the spot from exhaustion, feeling a sense of accomplishment, as if she would instantly achieve enlightenment.
“Mom, you’re sweating a lot.”
Qian Qian touched her soaked back, her voice soft and a bit guilty, “Shall we take a shower, Mom? Qian Qian will behave and wash her hair this time!”
“Forget it.”
Taking a shower while having a fever? What would happen if it raised her fever again…? My daughter, do you really want to make me worry to death…?
But she did need a shower.
After running around all day, she felt like she could soak in her own sweat, especially since she still had makeup on her face. Though it was just light makeup, it still felt very uncomfortable.
But before that, she had things to do.
Jiang Zhi tidied up her messy hair a bit, casually tied it into a ponytail, slipped on her slippers, and headed straight for the kitchen.
Qian Qian was still hungry.
Her voice floated out from the kitchen: “You have to avoid certain foods when you have a fever. I’ll make you a bowl of plain noodle soup, you better finish it!”
Plain watery noodles were definitely not to a child’s taste, but since Qian Qian had just recovered from a fever, she couldn’t let her starve. So, Jiang Zhi figured it was necessary to clarify things first.
Qian Qian was about to cry upon hearing that.
“OK!”
Finally, it’s not fried rice!
Yay😆!
Before long, the noodles were ready.
Jiang Zhi brought out a bowl of steaming plain noodles and gently placed it on the small dining table in front of Qian Qian. Then she returned to the kitchen and treated herself to a bowl of instant noodles with added egg and sausage.
Ultimate deluxe instant noodles plus version!
Qian Qian had a fever, but she wasn’t sick, so there was no need to deprive herself.
“Slurp!”
The first sip of noodle soup made Jiang Zhi squint her eyes in satisfaction. She had been hungry all day, and now anything she put into her mouth felt like a royal banquet.
Speaking of which, ever since she learned to cook, she hadn’t eaten instant noodles in a long time.
And now, after eating, it was just as fragrant as ever…
Indeed, junk food is the GOAT!
As Jiang Zhi slurped her noodles, she suddenly remembered that her phone was still turned off. She quickly charged it and saw that Simai Lu had sent her several messages.
Simai Lu: I have a question.
Simai Lu: What kind of gifts do kids about six years old usually like?
Simai Lu: A girl.
Simai Lu: ?
Simai Lu: Where are you?
Simai Lu: Open the door for me, I know you’re home, don’t hide in there and stay silent!
“…Brain-dead.”
Jiang Zhi twitched her lips, knowing her online friend was probably acting weird again. She automatically ignored the last message and typed back.
I am a pigeon: My phone was just off, stop being crazy here.
I am a pigeon: Why are you asking this?
Simai Lu: Here’s the thing.
Simai Lu: A friend of mine is bringing his child to visit my house.
Simai Lu: I want to prepare a gift for his child, but I don’t know what to get, so I came to ask you.
Damn, that was fast?
He wasn’t waiting for my reply while keeping an eye on the chat app, was he?
Jiang Zhi raised her eyebrows in astonishment but typed quickly. She thought to herself that he had indeed found the right person; she had a six-year-old girl at home, and she knew all too well what kids in that age group liked!
I am a pigeon: Milk Dragon.
Simai Lu: ?
Simai Lu: Is it what I think it is?
I am a pigeon: A stuffed one ✋.
Whether it’s a little boy or a little girl, the Milk Dragon is undoubtedly a top-tier trend among children today, much like the WHZ in the esports world.
Although she still didn’t understand why a sugar dragon was so popular.
But Qian Qian truly loved that thing, scrolling through related videos on Douyin every day until Jiang Zhi was almost numb to it.
Can you understand the feeling of being exhausted after a long day, lying in bed wanting to relax by watching videos, and suddenly being confronted by a yellow sugar dragon popping up in front of your eyes?
Jiang Zhi totally understood.
Simai Lu: …Alright.
Simai Lu: I have something to do, I’m logging off first.
Eh? Is he leaving just like that?
Looking at the gray profile picture on the other end, Jiang Zhi pouted, feeling a sudden sense of loss. She was still thinking about playing a couple of games with him today.
They’ve both been really busy lately…
Jiang Zhi turned her head to glance at Qian Qian, who was enjoying her plain noodles. She pressed her thin lips together, silently put down her chopsticks, and opened her WeChat secondary account.
She found that familiar profile picture.
Zhi: Location.
Zhi: Come to my house tomorrow.
Yan: ?
Su Yan replied quickly as well. I have to say, do professional players play games until really late every day, flipping their days and nights like that?
Yan: I don’t like you 🫸.
Jiang Zhi nearly spat out her noodles.
Who said they liked you ah!!!
What the hell is wrong with this guy’s brain?! Why does he always say something so rude? Speaking of which, why does his mouth seem so familiar to her? Huh? She really can’t tell!
Zhi: You narcissist!
Yan: Just speaking the truth.
Zhi: Hehe, I don’t like you either!
Wait, that’s not right, I’m off-topic. It’s all Su Yan’s fault for almost making her forget her main purpose.
The reason Jiang Zhi contacted Su Yan was certainly not out of boredom; it was because she had promised Qian Qian that she would take her to see Su Yan tomorrow.
Now that Qian Qian had already recognized Su Yan, and Su Yan had clearly stated he didn’t have any special feelings for her, Jiang Zhi naturally didn’t have the same inhibitions about preventing them from meeting.
After all, they were father and daughter, and they would need to stay in touch often. Telling Su Yan their address was simply to facilitate their meetings.
Although having Su Yan come into her house felt awkward, Jiang Zhi thought it was pretty silly to care about such things at a time like this…
Forget it, let him come!
After conveying her intentions to Su Yan, he replied quickly. Jiang Zhi looked at the “👌” emoji he sent back and felt a mixed expression while twisting a strand of hair around her finger.
Did he agree so easily?
Logically speaking, as an unparalleled beauty who is stunningly gorgeous, inviting a man to her home wouldn’t they have at least some thoughts about it?
Jiang Zhi put herself in his shoes.
If Lin Shuwan invited him to her home, she’d probably be able to drop names for their future son or daughter that evening, right?
Is he a monk or something?
Am I so attractive that he has no thoughts about me? Is he even a man?!
Wait, what the hell am I thinking?!
Jiang Zhi suddenly jolted and shivered all over. Shouldn’t it be a good thing that Su Yan wasn’t interested in her? Why was she starting to daydream foolishly across the phone screen? Jiang Zhi, wake up!
Suddenly, the instant noodles on the table didn’t seem appealing anymore.
