Hubby's Deep Love Will Never Change-Chapter 1130 Heather of the Other Shore Flower Sea (154)

Before the late night, Heather and Yi Yang had been standing outside, keeping watch. Realizing it was getting late, Heather urged him to leave, "I can handle this on my own. You’re injured as well. Go put on some medicine and get a good rest at home."

"But—"

"No buts. Go home. Isn’t one of me enough?" Heather blinked and said, "Honestly speaking, you being here isn’t helping. If something does happen, what can you do to help?"

Yi Yang chuckled, "You never know. If something really happens, at least I can act as a human shield and buy you all a few extra seconds to escape."

"Pfft..." Heather laughed, clearly not taking him seriously. "What do you think this is, a TV series? Heroic sacrifice? Relax, nothing like that will happen. Linyang isn’t that chaotic. Go home and rest. I’m here."

Generally speaking, nothing should happen.

Unless...

That man came back.

"Alright, then I’ll head back. Miss Hai, you should go inside and rest too. Like you said, it’s not that chaotic."

Heather lingered outside for a while until she received a message from Nian Shen: Come in.

As soon as she saw it, she went inside, "Mr. Nian, were you looking for me?"

"I’m a bit thirsty. Could you peel a pear for me? Would that trouble you?"

"Of course not!" She stepped fully inside and quietly closed the door behind her.

Heather would occasionally glance at Nian Shen, who was sitting on the bed. It was late at night, yet he was still poring over documents.

Preparing for the launch of the branch office must be keeping him quite busy lately.

Heather didn’t say a word, standing quietly to peel the pear, fearing that even the slightest sound would disturb him.

She already felt deeply guilty about his injury. Now, as long as what he asked for didn’t cross the line of her principles, she would do it without hesitation.

Nian Shen didn’t look up but turned his face slightly to glance at her. "Why so quiet? It’s unsettling."

"Hmm?" She turned her gaze to him for a moment, "I saw you were busy and didn’t want to disturb you."

"You won’t," he said lightly. "When you don’t speak, it feels odd instead."

"But... you suddenly asked me to talk, and I don’t even know what to say."

"Say anything."

She thought it over, feeling a bit helpless.

It’s easy to say, but saying just anything wasn’t that simple. For example...

"Oh, this pear looks really juicy."

...Something like that?

After she said it, Heather glanced at Nian Shen, only to see the corner of his mouth lift slightly. The light illuminated the side of his face, making her momentarily dazed.

But this time, she quickly shook her head, telling herself: That’s not him, it’s definitely not. It had already been confirmed.

"Does Mr. Nian’s sense of humor really have such a low threshold? That didn’t seem funny at all."

He continued smiling as she spoke, which genuinely surprised her.

"Yeah, I can’t figure out why that would be funny either," he said, the smile lingering on his lips.

He laughed all of a sudden.

Telling her to say anything really meant...

Anything.

After finishing peeling the pear, Heather sliced it in half with the fruit knife. She kept one half for herself and handed the other half to Nian Shen. "Here, I’m thirsty too, so I’ll take half. You don’t mind, do you?"

Holding out one hand toward him, she didn’t care whether he took it—she leaned against the edge of the table and began eating her half.

Suddenly, her hand felt a weight.

Turning her head, she saw that Nian Shen hadn’t taken the pear. Instead, he leaned down and took a bite directly from the piece in her hand.