Because...she didn't want to face him every day, always thinking that his past thoughtfulness and indifferent tenderness were all derived from the blood flowing through her body.
Haiyue answered in her heart, but did not say the words out loud, "I don't understand anything. I don't know what to say at all."
"You can learn if you don't understand." Sikong Jingqiu squinted at Haiyue with no expression on his face, "I believe that as long as a person is willing to work hard, there is nothing he can't do."
"But--"
Haiyue wanted to say something more, to reject Sikong Jingqiu's decision to find a position for her in the company, but he had already stood up from his chair, looking impatient, "Anyway, prepare yourself and come with me tomorrow morning.
Go to work. I have something else to do, so I’ll go back to the company first.”
After finishing speaking, Sikong Jingqiu picked up the folder on the table, turned around and left the study without looking back, leaving Haiyue standing there alone in a daze.
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After Sikong Jingqiu left, Haiyue sat in the study room for an entire afternoon, thinking about it again and again, and decided to talk to Sikong Jingqiu in the evening.
In order to prevent Sikong Jingqiu from entering the study again as soon as he came back, after dinner, Haiyue held a few books and sat on the sofa in the living room, waiting for him.
Time passes minute by minute...
seven o'clock.
Eight o'clock.
Nine o'clock.
…
Haiyue waited until twelve o'clock, but still didn't see Sikong Jingqiu come back.
The servants waiting with her dozed off frequently and almost hit the table while sleeping. Haiyue asked them to go down and rest first, while she sat on the sofa alone and read a book while waiting.
I don’t know how long it took, but Haiyue’s eyelids gradually became heavy...
"Boom--" There was a sound as her forehead hit her knees, and Haiyue suddenly raised her head, rubbed her hazy eyes, and glanced at the wall clock on the wall at the stairway leading to the second floor.
One thirty.
It’s so late, is Sikong Jingqiu still busy in the company?
Haiyue yawned and looked outside, but didn't see a car parked in the parking space at the door. She turned around and patted her cheeks, trying to wake herself up.
However, two minutes later, despite having a very normal schedule recently, she still couldn't resist the deep sleepiness. Her body tilted uncontrollably, fell onto the sofa, and fell asleep.
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One forty in the morning.
Haiyue lay on the sofa and slept very soundly.
The bright room was silent.
A luxury car slowly drove into Sikong Manor and stopped at the door of the building, breaking the tranquility.
After the driver parked the car, he got out and opened the door, "Master, we're home."
"Well. You go back and rest. You don't have to come here tomorrow morning. Xiao Zhao will pick me up instead." Sikong Jingqiu, who was leaning on the back of the chair with his eyes closed to relax, opened his eyes and got out of the car. He told Xiao Wu who was standing straight by the car door,
Then he rubbed the back of his neck tiredly and walked into the house.
The sudden brightness made Sikong Jingqiu a little confused.
Normally at this time, everyone in the room would have gone to bed long ago, but what happened today...
After looking around, Sikong Jingqiu was stunned when he saw the sweet-eyed person lying on the sofa, his handsome eyebrows furrowed deeply.
Song Haiyue?
If she didn't go back to the bedroom so late, what was she doing sleeping here?
Are you...waiting for him?
Sikong Jingqiu froze for a moment, walked over, took off his suit jacket, and put it on Haiyue's body. After making sure that her whole body was covered, he slowly squatted down, took off his shoes, and sat down cross-legged in front of her.
He stared blankly at Haiyue, whose fair face was revealed from his suit jacket.