novelraw Chapter 381: Would I Not Know My Own Person? (1)
Chapter 381: Would I Not Know My Own Person? (1)
Tang Yanqi quickly realized that the little brother would have to pay for the mess he made, and Lu Qilin’s words alleviated the brother’s embarrassment.
The people over there thanked them repeatedly, and Tang Yanqi gently opened her mouth as she came out of Lu Qilin’s embrace, "Senior, I’m sorry, I..."
"No need to be polite with me."
Lu Qilin smiled warmly, placing his hand on Tang Yanqi’s hair again, and his gaze became serious, "Yanqi, how have you been lately?"
Tang Yanqi wanted to avoid the question, but since he had just helped her out, it would be unkind to shy away, so she stayed still, "Pretty good."
"Is he... treating you well?"
"Pretty good."
"That’s good."
Not long after, Qi Cheng came out from inside, and was surprised to see Lu Qilin. They exchanged greetings and a few words before parting ways.
As they walked back a few steps, Qi Cheng whispered in Tang Yanqi’s ear, "What’s up with Senior Lu? How has he become so weathered after not seeing him for a while? Could it be that he’s troubled by love? Huh? Tangtang."
Tang Yanqi glared at her without responding, and Qi Cheng sighed regretfully, "Actually, Senior Lu is quite nice, and treats you well, but compared to your idol, he falls a bit short."
As they spoke, they returned to the private room, and the conversation was halted.
By the time they left, it was already late. As soon as they stepped out of the clubhouse doors, a coat was draped over Tang Yanqi’s shoulders. Sheng Jianan walked lazily ahead with his hands in his pockets.
Qi Cheng was sent back by Zhou Chengze, while the two of them retraced their steps to get the car.
The temperature seemed to have dropped a bit more, and even with Sheng Jianan’s coat, Tang Yanqi still felt chilly. Looking at the person walking calmly ahead, Tang Yanqi felt a twinge of heartache. She quickened her pace on instinct and reached out to grab Sheng Jianan’s arm.
The man’s handsome face was haloed by the street lamp’s light, and the soft yellow glow was warm. Tang Yanqi lifted her eyes and noticed that the tip of his nose was a little red. They had hardly walked out, and it was indeed cold.
"You should wear it. If you get sick and delay work, I can’t afford the responsibility for so many people at Shengshi Group."
Sheng Jianan glanced at her, "I’m not cold, you wear it."
Tang Yanqi’s stubbornness kicked in, mimicking Sheng Jianan’s earlier tone, "Liar."
Under the streetlight, their eyes met, and they suddenly both smiled.
Sheng Jianan’s deep black eyes flashed with a hint of playfulness, and he took the coat that Tang Yanqi handed over but didn’t put it on, a mischievous smile playing on his lips, "There’s a way we both won’t be cold."
"What?"
Sheng Jianan didn’t answer; he put the coat back on Tang Yanqi and then took a step forward, bent down, and patted his back, "Climb on."
Tang Yanqi paused, did he mean to carry her?
"This... doesn’t seem appropriate."
"Stop talking nonsense, come on up and be my coat."
Tang Yanqi: "..."
She looked around; it was late, and there weren’t many people around. Tang Yanqi bit her lip and still obediently climbed up.
Her hands circled Sheng Jianan’s neck, and she wore a coat much larger than herself, just like a child being carried on her father’s back.
She was so light that Sheng Jianan barely felt any difference.
With long strides, his pace was steady.
The street lamps stretched their shadows long on the ground, and looking at her and Sheng Jianan’s overlapping shadows, Tang Yanqi couldn’t help but smile.
She was always calm and mature, but now she felt like a child.