Chapter 90
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Qiao Anhao was in an uncomfortable position on the sofa, so she only slept for a little more than an hour before she woke up. She opened her eyes and looked at her surroundings in a daze. Then, she suddenly remembered that she was in Lu Jinnian's room. Her mind instantly cleared up, and she immediately stood up from the sofa.
The blanket on Qiao Anhao's body fell to the ground when she stood up.
The room was very quiet. The television, which had been on, had been turned off at some point. The sound of the photocopier in the bedroom had also stopped. The script must have been copied.
Qiao Anhao took a step forward, wanting to rush into the bedroom. She lowered her head and saw that it was a thin blanket. Qiao Anhao froze for a moment, then bent down to pick it up. She held it in her hands, her expression a little dazed.
Did Lu Jinnian put this blanket on me?
Even though she knew that his actions didn't mean anything, Qiao Anhao still felt a little happy deep down. Her lips couldn't help but gently curve into a smile. She hugged the blanket tightly and walked briskly into the bedroom.
The bedroom door wasn't closed, and the lights were all bright. Qiao Anhao didn't barge in, but stood in front of the bedroom door.
Initially, when she was in the living room, she didn't smell any smoke, but now that she was standing at the door, the pungent smell of smoke entered her nose. She furrowed her brows and stuck her head into the bedroom. She saw Lu Jinnian sprawled in front of the study table, not moving an inch.
Out of politeness, Qiao Anhao reached out and knocked on the bedroom door. Seeing that Lu Jinnian didn't respond, she knocked again and called out, "Mr. Lu."
He still didn't reply, as though he was deep asleep, sprawled on the table.
Qiao Anhao hesitated for a moment, then tiptoed into the bedroom. She walked to the window and opened it.
The cool night breeze blew gently. Qiao Anhao glanced at Lu Jinnian, who was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt. After thinking for a moment, she carefully walked to his side and placed the blanket on him.
Lu Jinnian's face was buried in his arms, so no one could see his face. Qiao Anhao covered herself with the blanket and stared at his head for a while. Silently, she reached her hand out to grab the script on the table and leave.
But just as her hand reached the script, Lu Jinnian suddenly raised his head. Frightened, she hurriedly retracted her hand and explained to Lu Jinnian, "I knocked, but you didn't respond, so I came in."
Lu Jinnian didn't make a sound, but turned to look at the open window, then at the blanket on his body.
Seeing his actions, Qiao Anhao felt a little nervous. She hurriedly said, "The smell of smoke in the room is a little strong, so I opened the window. It's cold, I was afraid you'd catch a cold."
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