39: Cannot Be Exposed

Cannot Be Exposed

Jiang Tingxu silently made a gesture to the child. "Shh!"1

Qiao Ran found it all very strange indeed. 'Why is Dr. Jiang getting so jumpy?'

She asked that question both in her heart and verbally as well.

Both mother and son glanced at each other tacitly.

"Ah, am I? No, I'm not."

She looked at the little guy beside her, who shook his head too.

Phew...

After letting out two sighs of relief, her blood pressure finally dropped after that sudden spike earlier.

It appeared that the child had been taught well at home.

Basically, the child knew full well that he should never reveal to the public that Mo Boyuan was his father!

In order to avoid his son exposing anything, Jiang Tingxu said, "Qiao Ran, I really had to trouble you this time. I'll invite you to dinner when we have the time."

"Ah? No, it's fine. You've already treated me to a meal last night, Dr. Jiang. Besides, this is no biggie, and there's no need to be so courteous."

"It's only fair. You've helped me so much, so I must thank you by treating you to a big meal."

Qiao Ran was like a girl in her twenties. A couple of remarks later and she had already forgotten what she said earlier.

"Hahaha, okay then. I'll wait for the day Dr. Jiang treats me to a meal. We'll have to start cleaning next, don't we? Do you need my help?"

"I just so happen to have some time on my hands. You probably didn't get a good rest last night. Why don't you head back, rest well, and have a good sleep?"

Nurses and doctors were different in the sense that nurses usually ended up much more tired than doctors.

It was especially so for night shifts. They could get less than a moment's shuteye at the nurse's station because patients would ring the bell at any time. Whenever that happened, they had to force themselves to wake up again.

Qiao Ran would usually have been fast asleep on her own bed, but she was forcing herself to stay awake. At that point, she was already facing a lot of difficulty in trying to hold herself together.

"Alright then. I'll go back home for now. The keys and the utility card are all on the cabinet by the door. Just call me if you have anything to ask."

"Mmm. Be careful on the way home."

"I'll be off. Bye, Little Boy."

Little Ningning scrunched his lips and waved goodbye to Qiao Ran under his mother's intent gaze.

"Goodbye, Auntie."

...

Qiao Ran left. Only mother and son were left in the house.

Jiang Tingxu rolled up her sleeves and trousers.

"Ningning, I'm going to start cleaning up now. You can go to the sofa and play by yourself."

In fact, it was not really that dirty, and the cleaner usually came to clean it at fixed intervals.

For the moment, all she needed to do was dust off the furniture and mop the floor.

"Oh, okay. Can I watch TV then?"

"Yes. Do you know how to switch it on?"

"Of course. It's really easy!"

"Okay. Since you know how to switch it on, you can do it by yourself."

An apartment with one hall and two rooms was at least 754 square feet</anno

. It was not easy to clean it all alone.

At about 11 o'clock, Jiang Tingxu ordered a small cake for the child. The shop was not far downstairs, and it only took about 10 minutes to have it delivered.

The doorbell rang suddenly, startling the little boy on the sofa. He ran to the next room barefoot instead of opening the door immediately.

"Jiang Tingxu, Jiang Tingxu! Someone's here!"

Once she heard her son's heavy breathing, Jiang Tingxu got down from the chair she was standing on and asked, "What happened?"

The little man frowned and looked at his mother.

"Someone's here. I don't know who it is."

The phone beside me rang immediately and she answered the call.

"Hello there."

"Hello. Is this Ms. Jiang? Your takeaway is here."

The little guy had no reason to worry about anything.

"Thank you. It's not that convenient for me to come out right now, so could you just put it at the door."

"Okay, sure thing, Ms. Jiang. I'll leave it at the door."

The little guy was very curious once she ended the call.

"Was that the person who just knocked on the door?"

Jiang Tingxu smiled and nodded.

"Yes, the one who sent you some cake."

Cake?

She placed the rag down.

"Come on, let's go and get the cake."

The little boy followed closely behind Jiang Tingxu and went to open the door. Sure enough, a takeaway bag was placed at the door.

七十平 – here we take this to mean that it is 70 square meters and we thus convert it to 754 square feet.</annotations

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