Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 501 - 468: Jun, Your Cool Life: Missing You
The first thing she noticed was a pair of suddenly deep eyes, like a dangerous black cat.
Jian Liangtong’s pupils shrank sharply, instinctively opening her mouth to scream. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
"Mmm..."
Without waiting for her scream, her lips were precisely sealed.
Jian Liangtong’s small face trembled in shock, her eyes wide like copper bells.
"Idiot." A low, magnetic male voice sighed.
Jian Liangtong’s breathing was rapid, her fearful eyes gradually turning to disbelief upon hearing the man’s voice.
As her vision became clear, Jian Liangtong finally saw the handsome face close at hand.
Her stiff and tense body slowly relaxed, Jian Liangtong breathed low, looking at him incredibly.
The warmth and softness on her lips slowly withdrew, Jian Liangtong slightly parted her red lips, her tone full of surprise, "You, what are you doing here?"
Was she dreaming?
Jian Liangtong blinked in a daze, quickly scanning her surroundings.
To confirm, it was indeed her room.
Jian Liangtong swallowed dryly, once again looking blankly at the man.
Huo Shaojun had both hands braced on either side of her, their noses touching, eyes meeting.
He quietly stared at her, his gaze lingering with deep affection and tenderness.
Jian Liangtong looked at him, yet her eyes inexplicably reddened.
Blinking, Jian Liangtong stretched out her hand to push him.
Huo Shaojun half-closed his cold eyes, leaning back to sit on the bed’s edge, staring deeply at Jian Liangtong.
Jian Liangtong sat up, her almond-shaped eyes suspiciously glancing at the door, then staring at Huo Shaojun, quietly asking, "What are you doing here?"
"I missed you, so I came to find you." Huo Shaojun said.
"..." Jian Liangtong’s almond eyes flickered, but her delicate brows furrowed, staring at Huo Shaojun without speaking.
Huo Shaojun reached out, clasping one of Jian Liangtong’s little hands, wrapping it gently in his palm, his eyes softly fixed on her, "I plan to stop taking roles for a while and rest."
Jian Liangtong was slightly stunned, "Why?"
Huo Shaojun looked at her, "To travel."
"But earlier you had already accepted a role, looking at the schedule, it will start shooting soon." Jian Liangtong said.
"Is that so?" Huo Shaojun furrowed his brows, he had forgotten about that.
Jian Liangtong nodded, "If you want to rest, you’ll have to wait until this role is finished filming."
"Hmm." Huo Shaojun responded.
Jian Liangtong looked at his lowered brows, slightly furrowed, as if burdened with infinite troubles.
"Is everything alright?" Jian Liangtong asked softly.
Huo Shaojun raised his eyes, giving Jian Liangtong a reluctant grin, "Nothing’s wrong."
Jian Liangtong uttered "Oh," and then didn’t know what else to say.
With this silence, the air seemed to carry a touch of awkwardness and stiffness.
Jian Liangtong looked down, the thumb of her other hand continuously picking at her other fingers.
Huo Shaojun’s eyes flashed lightly, "Today..."
Knock, knock—
A tentative knock came from the door.
Huo Shaojun pursed his thin lips, looking towards the door.
Jian Liangtong lightly bit her lower lip, glanced at Huo Shaojun, got down from the bed, walked to the door, and opened it.
"Tongtong, your mom washed some fruit and asked me to bring it to you." Jian Ningfeng’s face looked a bit embarrassed.
Jian Liangtong glanced at He Xinyun standing by the kitchen door looking this way, and took the fruit platter from Jian Ningfeng’s hand.
"Your mom is stewing ribs, it might take a while before dinner is ready." Jian Ningfeng said to Jian Liangtong, embarrassed.
Jian Liangtong glanced back, nodded, "Hmm."
Jian Ningfeng stood at the door for a few seconds before awkwardly smiling and saying, "Then I won’t disturb you, I’ll go to the kitchen to help your mom make dinner."
"Hmm." Jian Liangtong nodded again.
Watching Jian Ningfeng hesitantly turn to walk towards He Xinyun, Jian Liangtong took a deep breath, closed the door, walked to the computer desk by the bed, placed the fruit platter on the desk, then slowly turned to look at Huo Shaojun and said, "Want some?"
Huo Shaojun stood up, walked over to Jian Liangtong, gazing down at her slightly trembling long eyelashes, "Are you angry with me?"
Jian Liangtong looked up at him, shaking her head.
Huo Shaojun furrowed his brows, reached out to hold Jian Liangtong’s slim waist closer, his cold eyes filled with deep emotion as he gazed at Jian Liangtong, "How about I apologize?"
"..." Jian Liangtong clenched her hand, her throat blocked, unwilling to speak.
Huo Shaojun leaned down, kissing her forehead, her nose, finally landing on her lower lip with a still visible slight wound.
His lips hovered over hers, not descending.
Jian Liangtong’s eyelashes trembled fiercely, her eyes also reddened, trembling as she looked at him, her voice hoarse, "Can’t continue kissing, can you? Because someone else touched there..."
Before Jian Liangtong could finish speaking, Huo Shaojun angrily sealed her lips, kissing her stormily.
Jian Liangtong’s heart raced, her almond-shaped eyes panicked and restless, her hands placed on his shoulders, uncertain whether to push him away or hold him tightly.
Her body was pressed against the edge of the computer desk.
Jian Liangtong’s upper body bent backward in a large arc, her waist trembling from exhaustion, forcing her to reach out and tightly entwine his neck.
Huo Shaojun squinted his eyes tight, one large hand rubbing her lower back, kissing her more deeply.
"Hiss..."
Jian Liangtong winced in pain, inhaling a sharp breath, her watery almond eyes wide with fear and anxiety looking at Huo Shaojun.
Huo Shaojun breathed heavily, his cold eyes deep as the boundless sea, tightly locking onto Jian Liangtong,
Huo Shaojun suddenly released her lower lip, having tasted something slightly metallic, and said while staring at her, "Alright, it’s gone."
"..."
Huo Shaojun looked at Jian Liangtong tenderly, his gaze always making her feel pampered by him.
But why can’t she shake off that persistent sense of uncertainty in her heart?
Jian Liangtong moved her lips, her almond eyes looking at Huo Shaojun with urgency, "Do you really like me?"
Huo Shaojun’s eyes paused, his long eyebrows immediately furrowing, "Why do you ask that?"
Jian Liangtong pressed her lips tightly together, stubbornly looking at him, "Do you like me?"
"Tongtong." Huo Shaojun’s long-fingered hand caressed Jian Liangtong’s stubborn little face, his cold eyes fixed on her, "I love you."
Jian Liangtong’s heart fluttered, and suddenly she stood on tiptoe, her slender arms wrapping around his neck, "Then don’t leave me again."
"..."
Huo Shaojun’s back trembled, and in the next second, he wrapped his arms tightly around Jian Liangtong, promising in her ear, "Okay."
Six thirty, dinner time.
A square dining table, with Jian Liangtong, Huo Shaojun, and He Xinyun and Jian Ningfeng each sitting on one side.
Jian Liangtong and Huo Shaojun sat facing each other.
He Xinyun and Jian Ningfeng sat on their left and right sides.
The atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.
As the head of the family, Jian Ningfeng cleared his throat, looking a bit awkwardly at Huo Shaojun, "Mr. Huo..."
"Uncle, you can just call me Shaojun." Huo Shaojun responded with a humble attitude.
It was rare for Jian Liangtong to see him treat someone so courteously, and feeling warm inside, she bit her lower lip and sneaked a glance at him.
Huo Shaojun’s lips curved gently, gentlemanly and polite.
Both Jian Ningfeng and He Xinyun exchanged a glance, seeing appreciation in each other’s eyes.
This seemed to relax Jian Ningfeng, who then smiled and said, "Shao Yun, do you drink?"
"I can drink a little, but I’m not a heavy drinker, so I usually drink less," Huo Shaojun answered seriously.
"Do you smoke then?" He Xinyun followed up with a question.
Huo Shaojun politely turned to look into He Xinyun’s eyes and said, "I don’t smoke."
Jian Liangtong, "..."
Not a heavy drinker, drinks less?
No smoking?
Is someone sure he’s talking about himself?
Jian Liangtong’s lips twitched slightly in disdain, giving Huo Shaojun a sidelong glance.
Huo Shaojun pretended not to see, continuing the question-and-answer exchange with He Xinyun.
"Mr. Huo..."
"Shaojun." Huo Shaojun smiled at He Xinyun.
He Xinyun seemed to waver a bit after looking at his face, then quickly turned her gaze away, pretending to adjust a plate before saying, "Our Tongtong working as your assistant, she must have caused you quite some trouble, right?"
"Mom."
Jian Liangtong complained, "I work for him, what boss would keep an employee who only causes trouble?"
He Xinyun completely ignored Jian Liangtong’s protests, her ears only selectively listening to what Huo Shaojun said.
Huo Shaojun gave Jian Liangtong’s pouting, unhappy look a sidelong glance, the corner of his lips curving deeper, and said to He Xinyun, "Tongtong is very competent, and she has helped me a lot since she joined."
"Did you hear that?" Jian Liangtong boasted.
Jian Ningfeng chuckled while looking at Jian Liangtong, "You girl, everything about you is nice, but you can’t handle praise!"
Feeling someone’s gaze on her, Jian Liangtong blushed, lowered her head, and stuffed a spoonful of rice into her mouth.
Huo Shaojun smiled, his eyes filled with obvious affection.
Jian Ningfeng noticed and raised an eyebrow, "Shao Yun, eat more."
"Alright, Uncle." Huo Shaojun nodded.
Tonight, Huo Shaojun was surprisingly well-behaved, quite unlike himself.
Jian Ningfeng and He Xinyun didn’t know much about Huo Shaojun.
But tonight, Huo Shaojun’s performance completely matched all their expectations for a "son-in-law".
Good temper, gentle, humble, polite!
Plus, his overly handsome face made He Xinyun and Jian Ningfeng naturally more fond of him.
After dinner, for once, Jian Liangtong, who usually left her bowls on the table to be collected, was dragged off to the kitchen to do the dishes by her own mother.
Alright.
Actually, she wasn’t doing the dishes, just standing by watching He Xinyun wash them.
Jian Liangtong was preoccupied with Huo Shaojun, who was left alone in the living room with her father, so her expression was somewhat uneasy, "Mom, I’m just standing here doing nothing, can I go out?"
"If you’re doing nothing, help me wash the dishes." He Xinyun seemed to be in a good mood, even lightly humming a tune as she spoke to Jian Liangtong.
Jian Liangtong looked at the sink full of dishes, spread her hands and said, "I don’t know how."
"Hey, you little rascal, is there anything you do know how to do?" He Xinyun affectionately glanced at Jian Liangtong, chuckling.
Jian Liangtong sighed, leaning sideways on the doorframe, craning her neck to look into the living room.
"Stop looking, with your dad’s pushover nature, do you think he could do anything to him?" He Xinyun teased.
Jian Liangtong’s face flushed, and she slowly retracted her neck, standing up straight and looking at He Xinyun, "Mom, what are you and dad playing at hiding things from me?"
"How dare you question your mom. I haven’t even asked you yet, when did you and Shaojun start dating?" He Xinyun turned around, hands full of soap bubbles, shrewdly staring at Jian Liangtong, questioning.
Jian Liangtong’s shoulders drooped a bit, she whispered, "We’re not dating."
"Still pretending, are you? Let me tell you, that boy confessed as soon as he walked through the door, and yet you’re still acting!" He Xinyun laughed, giving Jian Liangtong a playful glare.
