Ni Jiu - INTOXICATED (NOVEL)

Chapter 8

Lian Jue Xijing had been living in a villa in the suburbs in the past. Later, when she had a child, the school was too far away and it was inconvenient, so she simply bought a bigger house in the city and moved there. The house has been vacant. Lian Jue never thought of selling it but he didn’t want to keep it however it will take a lot of energy to choose another house and it was a pity to sell it now.

The car drove into the courtyard but before it stopped someone heard the sound and greeted it.

When the assistant saw Lian Jue getting out of the car he was stunned at first, then walked up to him quickly, nodded and shouted, “Mr. Lian.”

Lian Jue entered the door, took off his coat and the assistant behind him picked it up. The assistant asked: “Why are you here?”

Lian Jue didn’t say anything and loosened his tie: “Where’s the person?”

“In the guest bedroom on the second floor.”

Shen Tingwei was still in a light sleep and his arm felt uncomfortable. After pulling up a bit, his drowsy consciousness returned to the cage a little. He struggled to shake off the chaos in his mind. Before he opened his eyes he heard a cold male voice ringing in his ear.

“Why are you still sleeping?”

Lian Jue took the thermometer taken out from Shen Tingwei’s armpit and looked at the temperature through the weak light of the bedside lamp.

The assistant next to him explained: “Mr. Shen’s fever has not subsided. I have undergone routine blood tests and there is no major problem. It should be a normal fever. I had infused fluids before you came. The doctor said to observe him tonight. To get rid of the fever, I still need to go to the hospital for a detailed and comprehensive physical examination tomorrow.”

Lian Jue said “um”, put away the thermometer. When he put it down, he paused for a moment on the bedside table and then looked down at the person on the bed.

Before Shen Ting closed his eyes, his face was morbidly red, his long eyelashes trembled slightly and his breathing was heavy.

Lian Jue looked at him for a while then tilted his head slightly to his side: “You go back first.”

“Okay, Mr. Lian.”

After the assistant left, Lian Jue said coldly, “Stop pretending.”

Shen Tingwei found it difficult to face the absurdity of last night. Hearing him speak, his ears were hot and it was even more embarrassing to be exposed. After thinking for a few seconds he slowly opened his eyes.

After closing his eyes for a long time the light felt dazzling at first sight. He opened his eyes slightly and he felt uncomfortable. After getting used to it for a while he tried to turn his eyes.

There was a tall figure standing beside the bed with broad shoulders against the light coming in from the corridor at the door holding a small card in his hand while reading it.

– It’s his ID.

Lian Jue’s gaze shifted from the somewhat dull color photo on the document. The person in front of him had his eyes slightly closed and his expression was stunned. Compared with the photo he was still much more vivid like a pair of delicate willow leaves even if he was without a smile the thin and upward eye end also contains a bit of uncontrollable tenderness.

Lian Jue raised her brows slightly, with undisguised sarcasm in his words: “Work permit?”

Shen Tingwei was stunned for a while: “What…?”

Lian Jue obviously didn’t intend to stay on this topic for too long. He just casually threw the card back on the bedside table: “Get up if you’re already awaken.”