Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot-Chapter 975 - 581: Take Responsibility for Her—A Thief’s Bite Cuts to the Bone
Apartment, in the living room
Ruan Mengxi just returned from outside, steaming from the summer heat, and now felt a chill all over as the indoor air conditioning blew over him.
He looked at the few people sitting in the living room, completely clueless about the situation.
He just noticed that Old Man Qi didn’t even have a glass of water before him and said with a smile, "Mr. President, please wait a moment, I’ll make you a cup of tea. I don’t have any good tea leaves here, so please don’t mind."
"It’s okay." Old Man Qi smiled and watched her enter the kitchen, boil water and take out tea leaves. With a sidelong glance at his grandson, he was filled with disdain, "I’ve been in the door for so long, and you haven’t even given me a glass of water."
"I thought you were just stopping by briefly and would leave soon."
"Does that mean I’m unworthy of a glass of water?"
"My leg is injured, and I’m not very mobile."
"..." Old Man Qi snorted coldly and gave him a fierce look, "If you would use the energy you have talking to me on pursuing a wife, there’s no way you would still be single."
While speaking, Ruan Mengxi had already poured two cups of tea, giving them to Old Man Qi and Xiaozhu respectively.
"Hey, you still have broken silver here?" Old Man Qi could tell what it was just by the fragrance of the tea.
"I drank it at Wanwan’s house before, found it tasty, and bought some back, but haven’t really touched it since." Ruan Mengxi had just gone into the kitchen, opened the fridge, and checked the ingredients stored at home, "Mr. President..."
"It’s not work hours now, don’t call me Mr. President, just call me Grandpa Qi." The old man chuckled, looking kind and amiable.
"Grandpa Qi, why don’t you and Brother Xiaozhu stay for dinner at my place tonight? I’ll go out and buy some groceries and be right back." Ruan Mengxi said as she prepared to head out.
"I..." Xiaozhu was just about to say he’d accompany her, but then the old man coughed heavily, making the words that came to his lips swallow back down.
"Then I appreciate your effort." Old Man Qi smiled at Ruan Mengxi.
...
After she left, the old man got up, wandered around the room, stopping in front of a row of Xiaoxin’s figurines, "Xiaozhu."
"Mr. President." Xiaozhu was on the verge of being scared to death day in and day out.
First, he found out that Qi Zeyan had been living at Ruan Mengxi’s place for so long, uncovering a "scandal."
He hadn’t yet gotten his bearings when the old man arrived, even though he hadn’t done anything, he had a strange feeling of getting caught.
Nervous and uneasy.
"Did you know he was living here a long time ago?" Old Man Qi picked up a figurine and studied it closely, thinking the craftsmanship was quite detailed.
"No, I just found out." Xiaozhu hurriedly denied it.
"Just found out?" The old man seemed skeptical, given that he had been with Qi Zeyan for so long, it was unlikely he knew nothing.
"I really don’t know anything. Since the boss left the hospital, we’ve had no contact. I truly didn’t know he was staying at Xiaoruan’s place." Xiaozhu wanted to weep, but had no tears.
Without even catching his breath, how did he end up being labeled as an accomplice?
He felt so wronged.
He turned his head to look at Qi Zeyan; he seemed to be sizing him up too, with a clearly hinted gaze:
Because Qi Zeyan thought he had brought the old man here.
Xiaozhu was baffled, an outsider, knowing nothing, yet somehow thrusted into the eye of the storm.
...
Old Man Qi thought the figurine was nicely made, wanting to see if its limbs could twist, inadvertently twisting off Xiaoxin’s head. He coughed lightly, hastily reattached the head, and returned it to its original place.
"Zeyan, which room do you usually sleep in with Xiaoruan?" Old Man Qi was particular about things, and since the bedroom doors were closed, he didn’t enter casually.
"She sleeps in this one, I sleep in that one." Qi Zeyan pointed at two bedroom doors.
Old Man Qi frowned, "You’re sleeping in separate rooms?"
This time it was Qi Zeyan’s turn to be baffled; he really wanted to know what kind of messy thoughts this old man had in his head.
"Grandpa, we have a very pure relationship."
The old man didn’t say anything, casting him a sidelong glance, clearly expressing:
You useless thing.
After observing, he opened the door to Qi Zeyan’s bedroom, "Come in, I want to talk to you."
Qi Zeyan stood up, hobbling into the bedroom, the old man was looking at a picture frame, instructed him to close the door, and Xiaozhu finally exhaled a long sigh of relief upon seeing the door being closed.
"Grandpa, why did you suddenly come?" Qi Zeyan asked.
Ultimately, since he had left for so long, the old man hadn’t intended to look for him. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎
Beijing was just so big, if the old man had intended to find him, he would have been tracked down long ago.
"I originally didn’t want to look for you, I figured you would get tired of being outside and come back home, but I thought you went to the Huo family, or to Chengsi. Never expected you’d be hiding at Xiaoruan’s place." The old man put down the picture frame.
