Chapter 209: Shura Field...?

Chapter 209: Chapter 209: Shura Field...?

Jiang Fan walked out of the bathroom, feeling refreshed after a shower.

"Go dry your hair."

"You’re a grown man, and you still managed to fall into the river just by walking alongside it."

Sun Yanzi shot him a look.

"Who said I fell in while walking by the river? I was saving someone."

Jiang Fan explained with a smile.

"Saving someone? Did someone fall in the river? Are they okay?"

Sun Yanzi was startled.

"Don’t worry, they’re fine. They’ve already gone home."

"Okay, but if something like this happens again, you have to think twice. Your own safety comes first. If you rashly jump in to save a drowning person without any experience, it’s easy to get pulled under by them."

"A dying person will clutch at their last straw... Haven’t we seen enough news stories like that?"

Seeing her incredibly serious expression, Jiang Fan nodded with a smile.

"Don’t worry, I’ll be more careful in the future."

Seeing Jiang Fan agree, Sun Yanzi turned and went into the bathroom.

The hairdryer WHIRRED as Jiang Fan dried his hair.

When he finished and turned to put the hairdryer away, he found Sun Yanzi washing his underwear for him.

"Yanzi, what are you doing?"

Jiang Fan’s face flushed with embarrassment.

"I can do that myself."

"Do what? It’s just a small thing, I can handle it."

"You’re the big hero who saved someone today. Besides, I’m already done washing it."

"Personal items like this get cleaner when you hand-wash them. From now on, don’t just toss them in the washing machine. You can just leave them on the side, and I’ll wash them for you."

"This..."

Jiang Fan scratched his head, feeling exceptionally sheepish.

"Alright, since your hair is dry, I have a chore for you. Go hang up the laundry."

Sun Yanzi handed the small basin to Jiang Fan.

"You got it!"

With an affirmative cry, Jiang Fan scurried happily to the balcony and hung up all the clothes from the washing machine, along with the underwear Sun Yanzi had just washed.

He turned his head, wanting to chat with Sun Yanzi, only to find she was already busy in the kitchen.

Pulling out his phone to check the time, Jiang Fan felt a little baffled.

"Yanzi, it’s already past 10. What are you so busy with?"

"I’m making some soup and stir-frying a dish to take to the office for lunch tomorrow."

"I made a portion for you, too. Didn’t you always say you don’t like the food in the cafeteria?"

Sun Yanzi’s movements were quick and efficient; she was already starting on the stir-fry.

Jiang Fan, however, fell silent.

He remembered complaining to Sun Yanzi only once that the cafeteria food was terrible and he didn’t want to eat it.

He never expected she would take that one single sentence to heart.

"It’s fine, the cafeteria is okay. It’s so late, this is too much trouble."

Jiang Fan walked into the kitchen and came up beside Sun Yanzi.

He casually picked up a tomato, washed it, and took a bite.

"Eating raw food again! Be careful eating raw things at night, you’ll get an upset stomach."

Sun Yanzi shot him a helpless look.

"Move aside, move aside. Let me dish out the food first."

"Yanzi, you really give off a motherly vibe."

Pushed to the doorway, Jiang Fan remarked earnestly while munching on his tomato.

"What? Are you calling me old now?"

"No, no, no."

Jiang Fan quickly shook his head.

"I just think you’re so wonderfully domestic. Whoever gets to..."

At that, Jiang Fan suddenly clamped his mouth shut.

"Whoever gets to do what?"

Hearing only half the sentence left Sun Yanzi feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Nothing, nothing. Uh, I’m... I’m going to go watch TV."

With that, Jiang Fan beat a hasty retreat.

’I feel like slapping myself.’

’I almost blurted out that whoever gets to marry you would be truly blessed.’

’If I’d said that, it definitely would have touched on a soft spot in her heart and that past she doesn’t want to remember.’

’I need to be more careful with my words from now on.’

She finished her work, packing the food into containers.

By the time she finished cleaning up everything, it was already 11 o’clock. She lay down in bed and quickly fell asleep.

She’d discovered that as long as Jiang Fan was nearby, she would sleep especially soundly, without any dreams.

Especially when she hugged his arm or used it as a pillow while sleeping.

This was the most blissful thing in the world.

「The next morning.」

The two of them were refreshed and in high spirits.

Laughing and talking, they picked up the lunch they’d prepared the night before and headed to the office, only to be dumbstruck when they arrived at the entrance.

The word "deserted" wasn’t enough to describe it.

"This... It’s the weekend today, isn’t it??"

Jiang Fan stared at her, speechless.

"I forgot too... I’ve been working for the past few days and lost track of time. I’ve been working so much overtime that I haven’t had a break."

"And we got up so early for this. Come on, let’s go back."

Jiang Fan gave a helpless smile.

"You go back first. I still have some work to finish."

"I’ll grab a cab home when I’m done."

Sun Yanzi said, pulling out her phone to glance at the time.

"It’s the weekend, why don’t you take a break? You don’t have to work so hard."

"Whatever work it is can wait until Monday."

"No, the proposal I was working on isn’t finished yet. I’m just going to tie up the loose ends."

"You don’t need to make lunch. Take this back with you and heat it up in the microwave at home. The soup is in the pot."

Sun Yanzi placed a lunch container in Jiang Fan’s hands, then turned and walked into the company building.

Watching her rush off like that, Jiang Fan could only scratch his head and agree.

Just as he drove home, Jiang Fan suddenly got a call from Yin Ruxue.

"Mengmeng is insisting on going to see you. I can’t stop her. She just cries if I don’t let her go."

"I asked Sun Yanzi for your address. We’re heading over now. Can you play with her downstairs for a little while?"

"That way you don’t have to go through the trouble of coming over here."

Jiang Fan thought for a moment, then agreed.

He carried the lunch container upstairs, planning to put it away first.

Humming a little tune, Jiang Fan was in a great mood.

He couldn’t quite figure it out, though. Why was Mengmeng so insistent on finding him?

’Couldn’t she have just sent me a message? I would have gone over.’

Before he could figure it out, he was suddenly pulled into a corner.

Just as he was about to resist, he saw it was Li Muwan.

"What the—"

"SHHH."

Li Muwan covered his mouth with her hand, signaling for him to be quiet as she glanced nervously behind her.

"Jiang Fan, help me! I’m begging you!" ℯ

That one sentence made Jiang Fan’s eyes go wide.

"What kind of help? Did you just say ’beg’???"

For someone as proud as Li Muwan, that was an extremely rare word to hear.

"Help me deal with my parents. I only found a chance to slip away by coming out to take out the trash."

"Just say you’re my boyfriend..."

"What???"

’What is this familiar-sounding plot??’