novelraw Chapter 329 Between Love and Not Love (6)
Chapter 329 Between Love and Not Love (6)
After he entered the study, he didn’t come out again.Qiao Mo sat on the sofa in the living room for a long time, and every time she thought of his cold gaze just now, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
She turned her head to look at the tightly closed study door, as if it isolated her from his world.
Qiao Mo gently lowered her eyes, her fingers unconsciously flipping through the magazine in her hand, feeling increasingly distracted.
About half an hour later, she recalled the bloodshot eyes he had.
She still put down the magazine and went downstairs to heat a cup of milk, and brought some breakfast upstairs.
Standing in front of the study door, she felt a bit nervous.
After hesitating for a moment, she still knocked on the door.
After a while, the door opened, he appeared in her sight wearing a white shirt, and his eyes fell on the tray in her hands with a slight daze.
A strong smell of smoke and alcohol came towards her, and Qiao Mo paused for a moment too.
So... has he been out socializing these past few days?
"You... haven’t had breakfast yet, have you?" Qiao Mo spoke softly, a bit uneasy.
He just looked at her quietly, thin lips lightly pressed, without making a sound.
As the seconds ticked by, he neither took the tray nor responded.
After a while, her arms started to ache, and the hand holding the tray trembled slightly, causing the cup and porcelain plate on it to make a faint sound.
Seeing this, he finally stepped aside.
Only then did Qiao Mo walk into the study and gently placed the tray on his desk.
Inadvertently, she glimpsed an ashtray in the center of the desk, with six or seven cigarette butts inside, indicating he had smoked quite a bit just now, in a short while.
The documents on the table were carelessly thrown aside, not opened.
It was obvious he had been smoking in the study all along.
Seeing this, Qiao Mo’s eyes turned slightly red, feeling a bit sore, she lowered her head to place the breakfast on the desk.
So... was he not busy at all, and just didn’t want to see her?
But why... she clearly wasn’t even angry.
After setting down the items, she looked up at him.
He still stood by the door, his expression and gaze somewhat indifferent, only the two large hands hanging by his side slightly clenched.
Qiao Mo squeezed out a small smile and said softly, "Then you should eat something, I’ll be going out."
"Mm."
With that, Qiao Mo left his side.
It wasn’t until she stopped outside the door that she couldn’t help but speak again: "Cut down on the smoking..."
"Mm."
He still only answered lightly, and Qiao Mo didn’t say anything more before turning back to the bedroom.
After closing the study door again, Fu Nancheng sat at the desk looking at the breakfast on it, slightly lost, and didn’t react for a long time.
It wasn’t until more than an hour later that he took the empty tray out, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and changed clothes.
Qiao Mo sat on the sofa in the living room, somewhat distracted, staring in the direction of the bathroom.
Half an hour later, he emerged from the bathroom.
Yet he only glanced lightly at her curled up on the sofa, then withdrew his gaze and walked into the bedroom.
Qiao Mo gently put down the magazine in her hand, her eyes slightly stinging, her chest feeling heavily blocked.
It was more than half an hour later when she quietly pushed open the bedroom door and saw him sitting at the desk using the computer.
Qiao Mo hesitated a bit, unsure whether she should enter.
After a few seconds of indecision, she still decided to go in and ask him, at least ask if he’s been very busy these days... and if his leg, which had just healed, was uncomfortable or causing him any trouble?
Thinking so, she walked in quietly.
She stood not far from the desk looking at him, planning to speak, but saw the man in front of the desk suddenly close the laptop, and without a word, walked past her, leaving the bedroom.