Chapter 61
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Halfway through her dumplings, Qiao Anhao heard the sound of a car outside. Turning her head, she saw a car light flash past the living room window. Instinctively, she tightened her grip on her chopsticks, lowered her head, and stared at the dumplings on her plate for a while. Then, she heard the door to the living room open, and Lu Jinnian walked in.
Qiao Anhao sneaked a glance at Lu Jinnian, who was standing at the entrance changing his shoes. She lowered her head and continued to focus on eating her dumplings.
She looked no different from when she was alone in the villa, but only she knew that her palms, which were holding the chopsticks, were covered in a layer of sweat.
Lu Jinnian walked into the living room and removed his jacket, casually throwing it on the sofa. When he reached his hand out to untie his tie, his gaze swept over the open kitchen door. He saw Qiao Anhao sitting alone at the table for more than ten people, her head lowered as she ate.
Lu Jinnian's hand paused in the middle of undoing his tie. He turned his head to look at the tall European grandfather clock in the living room. Seeing that the hour hand was almost one o'clock, his brows furrowed slightly. Then he threw his tie on the sofa and turned to walk towards the stairs. After taking two steps, he seemed to have thought of something, and his footsteps changed direction, heading towards the dining room.
Even though Qiao Anhao was eating dumplings, all her attention was on Lu Jinnian. Even though she didn't look at him, she could hear him rustling. Originally, when he turned to walk towards the stairs, she secretly heaved a sigh of relief. But who knew that in the next second, his footsteps would actually get closer to the dining room. Qiao Anhao's heart tightened, and her movements of chewing on the dumplings became a little stiff.
When they were in the living room, Lu Jinnian couldn't clearly see what she was eating. Stepping into the dining room, he clearly saw that the plate in front of her was filled with frozen dumplings. His frown deepened, and his lips moved slightly, as though he wanted to ask something, but in the end, he didn't say anything. He just walked to the fridge, opened the door, and saw that other than the mineral water that he had asked someone to put in, there were only a few simple frozen dumplings and instant noodles.
Lu Jinnian stared at the fridge for a while, then reached out for a bottle of mineral water. Twisting the cap off, he leaned against the one-meter tall marble cabinet behind him, tilted his head back, and started to gulp it down.
Because Lu Jinnian was beside her, Qiao Anhao felt a little uncomfortable. She quickly finished the dumplings on the plate, stood up, and hurried into the kitchen to wash them. Then she wiped her hands and went upstairs.
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