Chapter 541 My Sister World 14
Zhou Yan was obviously not very familiar with this house. After putting the suitcase by the door, he stepped in, opened each door and took a look.
The house has three bedrooms and a living room. The master bedroom is slightly larger and is obviously a masculine style, with simple and old-fashioned gray tones.
The walls of the two guest rooms are beige and decorated in warm colors.
Zhou Yanxian pointed at the two guest rooms.
"Choose a room as your bedroom. The aunt we hired will come over tomorrow and take care of your three meals a day. You will stay here until you go home."
Lingyao hummed lightly, pushed the suitcase into the guest room closest to the master bedroom with a push of her finger.
Goodbye baby, mommy, I’m going to sail away today.
Even though Zhou Yanxian had taken some precautions against the voice that suddenly appeared in his mind, he was still not used to it.
He raised his hand to rub his tense forehead, put one hand on his waist, and his face looked quite heavy.
A hint of anxiety appeared on his usually serious and calm face, as if he had encountered some huge problem of the century.
Forgive Zhou Yanxian for being frank, but he really didn't understand who his sister learned all these words from.
What baby, what mother? The jump was so big that Zhou Yanxian wanted to contact a doctor to come and check her out.
But after hesitating for a long time, Zhou Yanxian finally gave up.
Zhou Lingyao was already wary of him, and asking a doctor to come would undoubtedly further strain the relationship between them.
Although now Zhou Yanxian no longer feels that Zhou Lingyao seems to dislike him.
After all, who would call someone they don’t like “baby”?
But Zhou Lingyao, his sister, although only in name.
Call him baby...
It's even more outrageous.
On the way back from abroad, Zhou Yanxian may have been confused, but he was always confident that he could face everything.
However, he now realized that he was too confident too early.
Although the house has not been lived in yet, someone has been hired to take care of it in advance and the refrigerator is filled with daily necessities.
Zhou Yanxian took out a can of ice water, paused, put it back, and replaced it with a can of cold beer.
I open the can with my fingers and bubbles come out with the cold air.
Zhou Yanxian sat on the sofa with one hand casually placed on the armrest of the sofa, his fingers holding the can drooping, and the cold beer was just hanging in the air between his fingers.
Zhou Yanxian raised his hand and took a sip. The wine wet his thin lips, adding a bit of sexiness to his abstinent face.
He looked calm as if he was in a business meeting, but a brainstorm was already raging in his mind.
If it was as he speculated, Zhou Lingyao might like him.
But he has been abroad for so many years, how could she...
Zhou Yanxian is not the kind of person who would dwell on one thing for too long.
It was as if he had accepted the bizarre fact that he could hear Zhou Lingyao's inner voice, and now he had guessed Zhou Lingyao's feelings for him.
And the experience of being ruthless or dying during these years abroad allowed Zhou Yanxian to quickly analyze the pros and cons of these two things for him.
No matter how you analyze it, it will undoubtedly be beneficial to him.
At least he doesn't have to be on guard against Zhou Lingyao. Worse still, he can even take advantage of Zhou Lingyao's feelings for him.
However, this matter was quickly rejected by Zhou Yanxian, as he had never thought of involving his feelings in a business struggle.
If Zhou Yanxian wanted to take this path, he wouldn't have had such a hard time when he first started his business abroad.
After all, there are many people who extend olive branches to him.
After briefly analyzing the current situation, Zhou Yanxian returned to his room.
He hadn't slept for nearly the entire day and now he needed to rest.
The clouds completed the alternation between black and white without people noticing, and by the time people, who had been busy all day, realized what was happening.
Looking up, night has already fallen.
Zhou Yanxian slept until night, and it was almost dark.
He pushed the door open in his slippers, wearing comfortable V-neck pure cotton grey pajamas, with two strands of hair falling down and draping over his forehead.
Heimu, who was not fully awake yet, suddenly woke up when he saw Lingyao sitting in the living room.
The key is the sentence that rings in your mind.
"Baby is up, just act like a cool queen and charm him."
On the sofa, the girl was wearing white casual pajamas, holding a book in her hands, with her eyes slightly lowered.
Her long hair was tied behind her head, with a few strands falling down and sticking to her cold profile. Her sitting posture was dignified and elegant.
She heard footsteps and didn't even look up until Zhou Yanxian walked over and sat down next to her.
She raised her eyelids indifferently and looked from the book to him.
"You're awake, are you hungry?"
Zhou Yanxian raised his eyes to meet her cold gaze. If it weren’t for her repeating words in his ears, “I’m so hungry, so hungry, so hungry, so hungry…”
Zhou Yanxian might even be deceived by her indifferent expression.
Zhou Yanxian calmly picked up the water cup on the table and took a sip. He looked at Lingyao with an ambiguous expression: "Are you hungry?"
The girl turned a page of the book with her fingers without even pausing for hesitation.
"No."
So hungry, so hungry, so hungry...
Zhou Yanxian's calm features were rarely tinged with a smile.
He put the water on the table and stood up: "I'm a little hungry, go change your clothes and let's go out."
Lingyao hummed, and the mantra echoing in Zhou Yanxian's mind, "I'm so hungry, so hungry," finally stopped.
As the lights came on, Zhou Yanxian and Lingyao took the elevator to the parking lot.
As Zhou Yanxian unlocked the car, Lingyao walked towards the driver's seat.
Zhou Yanxian lagged behind her by one step and stopped her hand from opening the driver's door.
"Do you have a driver's license?"
"No."
Zhou Yanxian:?
You are so confident even without a driver's license?
Lingyao didn't mean to lose face at all. She turned calmly and walked to the back seat, opened the door and sat in the back seat.
Zhou Yanxian was driving in the front, and his eyes fell through the rearview mirror on Lingyao who was sitting in the back seat, playing with her phone with her head down.
"What to eat."
"All is fine," Lingyao said without even raising her head.
Then Zhou Yanxian started to name the dishes in his mind.
“Salt and pepper chicken, squirrel fish, Wensi tofu…”
Zhou Yanxian wrote down everything, then drove to a more upscale restaurant nearby, ordered these dishes, and two more of his favorites before putting down the menu.
Lingyao didn't say a word the whole time. Only after the dishes were gradually served did she glance at Zhou Yanxian indifferently.
He is quite sensible. It’s worth loving him.
Zhou Yanxian was holding a piece of fish with chopsticks. He paused chewing and raised his left eyebrow.
Cursing in my heart.
What do you mean her love for him was not in vain?
In the current situation, who cares about whom?
Lingyao hardly said a word while eating, and Zhou Yanxian didn't talk much either.
The two of them finished their meal in silence. There was obviously not much communication between them, but Zhou Yanxian didn't feel awkward at all.
They were even a little relaxed, as if they had gotten used to it, even though today was the first time they had sat down at the same table to eat in many years.
When they finished their meal and were about to leave, Lingyao suddenly asked for another portion of dessert pudding to be taken away.
Zhou Yanxian thought she was going to take it home as a midnight snack and didn't say anything.
The two came down carrying desserts.
Outside the restaurant door, a man was standing facing the door with his back to a very cool black motorcycle.
He had a crew cut, deep double eyelids and a straight line at the corners of his mouth. When he saw the two people coming out, he strode over and put out the cigarette at his fingertips on the trash can beside him.