novelraw Chapter 676: Come to My Place Tonight and I’ll Tell You
Chapter 676: Come to My Place Tonight and I’ll Tell You
"Don’t tell me you’re Doctor Zheng!" Mu Yiliang stared at him!
"I sent Doctor Zheng back." He smiled slightly, "Anyway, Xiaoze just has a fracture. As long as he rests well, there’s no need for a doctor. I can take care of him just the same."
Mu Yiliang was completely stunned.
She realized that this man was now not hiding anything at all. Wasn’t he blatantly telling her that Xiaoze was his son anyway?
The most important thing is...
"Don’t you need to work?" Her face was full of disbelief.
Even as a small manager, she was busy like a dog, and this man managed such a huge business empire but seemed to have nothing to do every day. It wasn’t logical!
The man raised an eyebrow, with an expression as if saying, "What does work matter?"
Mu Yiliang fumed. Who was the workaholic who appeared on TV not long ago claiming to be one? It definitely wasn’t the person in front of her!
"Do you want to know how I work?" he said leisurely.
Mu Yiliang hesitated for a moment, couldn’t resist the temptation, and nodded. She was indeed very curious about what someone at Yan Sijue’s level did for work.
He curled the corner of his lips: "Come to my house tonight, and I’ll tell you."
His eyebrows and eyes exuded a lethal allure.
Mu Yiliang’s face turned crimson: "I’m not interested!"
Saying that, she stormed into the kitchen in a huff!
Ah, she was so frustrated! If she’d known earlier, she wouldn’t have relented. This man was just too alluring!
Where had that silent and reserved, mature and steady Yan Sijue gone? She realized that her understanding of him was never complete!
It also made her more curious about what kind of person the Yan Sijue she had entirely forgotten was.
Two dishes were already prepared in the kitchen, and Mu Yiliang couldn’t help but sneak a taste, finding that they were surprisingly good, at least suiting her palate.
She made two more dishes and took them to the dining room, only to see the man standing in the living room, looking up at a painting hanging on the wall.
It was an oil painting, featuring the slender and fragile back of a girl, her black hair cascading like a waterfall, with a vast expanse of tulips in the distance, vivid and full of color, yet highlighting the girl’s thin and helplessness.
Yan Sijue’s gaze fell on the signature at the bottom right corner, a sharp pain flashed in his eyes.
This painting was actually Yiliang’s work!
Did she just learn to paint this year, or had she always had this hobby? Yan Sijue remembered that during those six months at Yan Mansion, she had stayed by his side most of the time, curious about his every action, but he couldn’t recall if she had ever held a paintbrush.
He instinctively looked towards her.
Mu Yiliang’s gaze unexpectedly met his.
His deep eyes carried a faint sorrow, piercing her heart instantly.
She hated this feeling.
"What’s wrong with you again?" she suddenly became very angry. Just now, this man was smiling and teasing her, how did he suddenly reveal such pain...
She vaguely felt that she might be getting closer and closer to the truth, but she suddenly felt a sense of resistance.
"Yiliang, do you like painting?" his voice was very light, as if afraid of startling her.
"It’s okay, I paint occasionally for fun." She frowned, "Is there a problem?"
The man’s breath seemed to pause for a moment.
"Is the painting on the wall your work?"
"So what if it is?" Mu Yiliang’s tone carried a hint of vigilance.
"I really like it." He laughed softly, "I’d like to buy it, if possible?"