345: C345 One Willing to Fight One Willing to Suffer

C345 One Willing to Fight One Willing to Suffer

1"Of course. Since you're busy, I won't bother you anymore. " Laecia was very cooperative. She turned around and went out. She happened to bump into Uncle Jiu at the door. "Ah, I know you. You are Uncle Jiu, right? Mr. Nazhi told me about you."

Uncle Jiu was startled. This person in front of him was someone from Mr. Nazhi?

"Yes, how are you, young lady?" Uncle Jiu smiled kindly and nodded at Laecia.

Laecia smiled faintly and introduced herself, "I am Laecia Lance. I heard that you are the housekeeper in charge of this house. Then I would like to trouble you to prepare a guest room for me. Thank you."

Someone from the Lance family! Uncle Jiu's heart shook.

"Oh, right. It's best to stay closer to Qiao's room because Mr. Nazhi wants me to spend more time with him to relieve his boredom. At the same time, I also want to develop some feelings for him." Laecia lifted a finger and added, with a profound smile.

This sentence did not avoid Ling Yao, and openly revealed the true purpose of her trip.

Cultivating feelings? This... Uncle Jiu happened to know that Ling Yao's parents had agreed to a verbal engagement with Lance's family in the past. This sentence of nurturing relationships was a little thought-provoking. Could it be that this young lady Lance did not know that the young master was already married?

Uncle Jiu was in a difficult position, but he did not see Ling Yao's negative attitude. He smiled amiably and said, "Miss Laecia, please follow me."

"Pa!" After the two of them left, Ling Yao played with an expensive pen between his slender fingers. He then flicked it and the pen landed on the table. Ling Yao withdrew his hand and held his forehead. His eyes were gloomy.

After testing his bottom line, he sent another spy. What...

On the other side, Uncle Jiu brought Laecia to the guest room.

Uncle Jiu said, "Miss Laecia, if there is no need, I will go and get busy."

Laecia stood at the door of the room and looked inside a few times. She was quite satisfied with the hardware facilities. "Wait a minute. Which room is Qiao in?"

"Oh, let's go this way. Turn left and then turn right. The room in the middle of the corridor will be there." Uncle Jiu smiled brightly, but Laecia's eyes twitched when she heard him.

"Wait, didn't I say I wanted to be closer to him?" What the hell was this left and right turn?

Uncle Jiu blinked and said very sincerely, "This is indeed the closest empty guest room to young master. The rooms on the left and right of young master are all temporarily used to place bodyguards. This is the security arrangement Jess made to ensure young master's safety. If Miss Laecia wants to change rooms, you need to personally discuss with Jess."

Discuss it with Jess?

Laecia thought back to the time in H City when Jess intercepted her and failed to get on the plane. At that time, the expression of that man was even more terrifying than what Ling Yao gave her. Now that Ian was not by her side, if possible, she wished that she would not have to meet him again.

"Forget it. This room is pretty good too. Go and do your work. I need to rest for a while. " Laecia said embarrassingly.

Uncle Jiu nodded and left. He seemed to be in a good mood.

Regarding this matter, he did it very sincerely. Although at the beginning, he did not agree that the young master would bring back a woman, but after getting along with him during this period of time, he clearly saw that the young master doted on young madem. Although there was some conflict between the two of them, he believed that they could adjust themselves and outsiders should not come and cause trouble.

Later on, maid sent dinner to the bedroom. During this period of time, because of the illness, the food was basically settled in the room. Hai Xiaomin was eating when Ling Yao came back.

"Dali, prepare another set of dinner for the young master." Hai Xiaomin stopped eating and instructed Dali.

Ling Yao took off his suit and casually passed it to Dali. He strode to Hai Xiaomin's side and stretched out his hand to cover her forehead. His voice was low and somewhat hurried. "I heard you have a headache coming back today?"

"I..." Hai Xiaomin was about to say something when she saw Ling Yao straighten his thin lips. He looked very unhappy.

"I told you, recently you were sick, so you should just stay at home and not run around. You don't listen to me. You are still a patient, so you are in a hurry to visit others!" Ling Yao picked up Hai Xiaomin's small hand. On the back of her hand were the needle holes and bruises left by the infusion for the past few days. They had not dissipated until now.

She did not know at all that she would not be able to recover from the cold this time. The doctor speculated that it was the sequela of not being treated in time when she was bitten by a snake. It was very likely that it would cause an even more serious infection!

Ling Yao was indeed a little anxious. His tone was quite heavy, which made Hai Xiaomin's heart feel uncomfortable when she heard it.

She pulled her hand back without moving her expression. She indifferently looked away from his face. "I will be fine after sleeping for a while. As for where I want to go, it is my own business. You have no right to restrict my freedom."

Sensing Hai Xiaomin's resistance, Ling Yao frowned and felt a wave of irritation in his heart.

Both parties fell into silence.

These few days, this kind of small dilly-dallying had always caused the two of them to be unhappy over such a small matter or disagreement. Hai Xiaomin's stubbornness and Ling Yao's decision had played a role in these small disputes.

"Young Master, tonight is the mixed sauce noodles. If you want to eat something else, I will let the kitchen do it." Taking advantage of this quiet time, Dali bit the bullet and sent the food to the dining table to break the silence.

"No need. Just this one." Ling Yao pursed his lips and pulled the chair opposite Hai Xiaomin. He looked at Hai Xiaomin awkwardly and saw her cold face. She was eating noodles without taking a bite. She looked like she had no appetite. "Give me the tomato sauce."

Hai Xiaomin looked up and glanced at it. The tomato sauce was in the middle of the table and was slightly closer to her. Ling Yao clearly only needed to reach out his hand to get it!

However, Hai Xiaomin did not expose it. She stood up and picked up the tomato sauce. Her upper body leaned forward slightly and passed over the table. She squeezed the sauce to the edge of Ling Yao's plate and placed the bottle of tomato sauce beside his hand. She sat back down and continued to eat the noodles silently.

Dali looked up and down. How could she complain about her young master and young madem? One pretended to be crazy and the other pretended to be stupid. It was totally like one was willing to fight and the other was willing to suffer. However, she just wanted to ask. Young master, wouldn't the mixed sauce noodles with curry sauce and tomato sauce taste very strange?

Ling Yao mixed the mixed sauce noodles with tomato sauce while thinking about what topic he should continue to talk to Hai Xiaomin about. He did not pay attention to the taste of the noodles in his mouth at all, which made Hai Xiaomin, who was quietly looking forward to it, feel disappointed. She originally wanted to see how he would end up, but who knew Mr. Ling's taste was so strange!

"How is Tang Xuan?" Ling Yao asked casually, as if he did not have the unpleasant feeling from before. It seemed very natural.

"Very good." Hai Xiaomin also answered casually. She originally wanted to ask him about Zhao Zhizhou, but now she was completely in no mood.

Ling Yao glared at her unhappily. "Can't you say a few more words?"

"My face is cold." Hai Xiaomin, however, lowered her head and stared at her plate. Her brows were tangled.

Ling Yao,... ""

"Eat mine!" He conveniently changed the plates of the two people. Hai Xiaomin's health was poor, so he did not let her eat something cold. It was also his rule to not let her eat something cold. He was afraid that her stomach would not be able to take it.

Looking at the strange color of the mixed sauce noodles in front of him, the conflict between Hai Xiaomin's brows became even more intense. It was not intentional revenge on him, right?

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