Chapter 18: Did It Overturned?

He Mengxin waited in front of WeChat for half a day, but still did not see the other party’s reply.

It was indeed a bit presumptuous to ask so suddenly. He Mengxin pondered for a moment, looking at the seatbelt in the car, and was about to continue expressing his intentions when a notification popped up on his phone.

Today, let’s strive to live well^[1]This is Yu Zhi’s main account: [Who are you?]

Every word and punctuation mark was filled with nobility and indifference.

He Mengxin clicked on the profile picture and WeChat information, double-checking to make sure he hadn’t sent the message to the wrong person.

He remembered that during their dinner in Huacheng, the impression she gave him was not like this. Although he could tell from her attire and demeanor that she had a noble identity, she didn’t come across as arrogant or unapproachable. On the contrary, their conversation was comfortable, like a breath of fresh air.

But now, the person on WeChat seemed like a completely different individual, not even knowing who he was after adding a note.

He Mengxin had seen with his own eyes that Yu Zhi had opened the note section after adding him on WeChat, although he couldn’t clearly see the text entered. He was certain that she had some impression of him.

The roads in Ningcheng were unusually crowded at night. After careful consideration, He Mengxin sent the prepared message:

[I’m the one from that night, Xiao He. Do you still remember me?]

[I have considered it for a long time and have decided to accept the conditions you proposed. Please rest assured, I am in good health and can handle it.]

[Sister, do you have time to meet recently?]

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Yu Zhi had just come out of the bathroom after taking a shower when she saw a sculpture sitting quietly by the bed. As if noticing her arrival, the man looked up and stared at her in silence for a long time.

She was startled and quickly tightened the bathrobe around her, swiftly recalling the style of underwear she had prepared for today. Fortunately, it was the most conservative one. Yu Zhi then put on a surprised expression and asked:

“Jiang Gege, why do you have time to come back today?”

She used a towel to wipe off the water droplets from the ends of her hair and said, “Have you been busy with work during this period? I heard from Aunt Chen that the soups we sent over recently haven’t been touched much.”

“Even if there’s no time, Gege should still take care of your health.”

After saying that, Yu Zhi sat in front of the dressing table and started applying hair conditioner, immediately filling the room with a faint and pleasant fragrance.

His gaze never lingered on him for more than 10 seconds from beginning to end.

Jiang Qianchen sat on the edge of the bed, his face half-lit in the lamplight.

Normally, he might have nodded slightly in response to his wife’s polite greeting, indicating that he understood. But in the current scene, he couldn’t help but think of the “Xiao He” he had just messaged on WeChat, as well as the “health soup” Lan Ting Yuan sent over daily.

As Yu Zhi was still applying lotion to her body, she suddenly heard the man speak the first words of the night:

“Have you been free recently?”

Yu Zhi: ?

Why is this jerk saying this?

She had just pumped some lotion into her palm and didn’t have time to turn around and engage with Jiang Qianchen, so she casually responded, “Not too bad. I suddenly became interested in tea art a few days ago and have been learning about it these days, so I’ve been quite fulfilled.”

That meant she was not free. Jiang Qianchen understood. Leaning against the head of the bed, he looked at Yu Zhi, who was busy opening bottles and jars. She had just finished showering, her cheeks still flushed from the steam, smooth and tender like tofu. Unaware, she patted her skin and hummed an unknown song softly.

After watching for a while, Jiang Qianchen spoke, “I am very healthy.”

Setting aside other matters, he felt it was necessary to make his wife aware of his actual health condition. “The group has regular health check-ups every month. I’ll have Secretary Xu send you a copy of the report tomorrow.”

Seeing Yu Zhi’s bewildered expression, Jiang Qianchen continued, “According to the examination results, I believe my physiological functions are no different from those of a twenty-year-old male, perfectly normal.”

“…So, there’s no need to continue sending me soup every day.”

Jiang Qianchen paused for a moment. “Especially the nourishing items.”

Yu Zhi still hadn’t figured out what he was referring to, but Jiang Qianchen glanced at the vibrating phone on the table and casually said, “That Xiao He, he’s looking for you.”