Even After My Death
Chapter 281 - 198: Qi Xingzhou Who Doesn’t Want to Go Home

Chapter 281: Chapter 198: Qi Xingzhou Who Doesn’t Want to Go Home

Jiang Ning’s words instantly made Qi Xingzhou’s eyes light up.

He hadn’t visited Jiang Ning’s home yet.

After learning the way today, could he find an excuse to visit Jiang Ning every day from now on?

Qi Xingzhou immediately perked up, his dark eyes sparkling. He carefully guarded this piece of good news, sitting upright in the passenger seat, quiet and obedient, like a well-behaved bride about to meet her in-laws for the first time.

Jiang Ning, drenched and not very comfortable, rolled up all the car windows. Ensuring safety and without speeding, she drove back faster than she had come.

About twenty minutes later, the pair left the bay area and returned to the bustling city.

Jiang Ning drove the car back to the underground parking lot of the residential complex, then led Qi Xingzhou into the elevator.

This new residence of Jiang Ning was in a high-end community, adopting a one-lift-per-house design, where the elevator door opened right into the entrance of the home.

Jiang Ning had not moved in long. The place held only her personal items, even the shoe cabinet only had two pairs of women’s slippers.

Luckily, Jiang Ning was not obsessive-compulsive, nor did she insist on guests wearing shoe covers to enter, so she slipped on her slippers and said to Qi Xingzhou while walking into the house, "Make yourself comfortable, there are drinks and fruit in the fridge, help yourself. I’m going to take a shower and change clothes."

Qi Xingzhou, following behind Jiang Ning, obediently nodded and watched as she quickly disappeared into a bedroom like a tornado, her figure vanishing behind the door, which then clicked shut behind her, leaving Qi Xingzhou standing at the entrance, looking like an abandoned little duckling.

Qi Xingzhou was not fond of going out. He usually liked to stay cooped up in his small den. It was harder than reaching the sky to get him to visit the company with Qi Jingshan and Qi Chen for a business walk-through, let alone to bring him to other people’s homes.

Yet there he stood, blushing and curious about Jiang Ning’s home, feeling inexplicably joyous just by standing at her doorway.

However, Qi Xingzhou still couldn’t quite distinguish the various emotions inside him. His ability to recognize his own emotions was mostly limited to sticking with Jiang Ning.

He hesitantly took his first step forward.

Jiang Ning had rented a two-bedroom flat with a living room, kitchen, bathroom, and balcony.

The entire apartment was only eighty or ninety square meters, smaller than Qi Xingzhou’s own room, but it had everything despite its size, with well-placed furniture and a bright and clean interior.

Qi Xingzhou quietly surveyed his surroundings, growing fonder of Jiang Ning’s little home with every look.

Standing had made him a bit tired, so he walked over to the sofa in the living room and sat down.

A rectangular double-seater sofa was covered with a goose-yellow plush blanket. A sofa that seemed more than big enough for Jiang Ning to lie on by herself seemed somewhat miniaturized with Qi Xingzhou sitting on it.

His long legs seemed to have nowhere to stretch out and had to be unhappily tucked together.

But Qi Xingzhou himself did not feel the least bit constrained; on the contrary, he found the small sofa even more comfortable than the large one in his room, as if sitting on a soft cloud.

If Ji Shuang heard Qi Xingzhou’s thoughts at this moment, she would probably cry out of frustration.

The items used by the Qi Family might look unassuming, understated, ordinary, and nondescript, but every single one was costly and of unquestionably high quality.

The sofa in Qi Xingzhou’s room was a high-end custom-made piece, made specifically with comfort in mind.

And now, in Qi Xingzhou’s eyes, a seven-figure sofa didn’t appeal to him as much as a three-figure one? Had his love for Jiang Ning and everything associated with her even extended to the sofa?

Lucky for him, Ji Shuang was not there, or she might have married off this foolish son, who was bending every which way for Jiang Ning, on the spot.

Because she didn’t want to keep Qi Xingzhou waiting in the living room for too long, Jiang Ning took a quick shower and soon came out of her room with her hair still damp.

When she saw Qi Xingzhou awkwardly sitting on the sofa, Jiang Ning was slightly stunned and almost didn’t recognize the cramped little sofa beneath him.

Next to his tall frame, the goose-yellow little sofa looked like a cub that had started working before it was fully grown, inexplicably cute and dumbfounded.

Jiang Ning went to the refrigerator, took out some soda water, gave one to Qi Xingzhou, and opened another to drink herself.

"Hungry or not? Wait for me to blow-dry my hair, and then we’ll go out," Jiang Ning said.

Qi Xingzhou shook his head, indicating he wasn’t hungry yet.

He cleverly thought: If he could stay here, he would be fine even without eating.

Jiang Ning took out a hairdryer from the room and started drying her hair nearby.

The previously quiet living room was filled with the buzzing sound of the hairdryer working.

When her hair was almost dry, Jiang Ning turned off the hairdryer and waved to Qi Xingzhou, "Come here, let me help you blow-dry your clothes."

Qi Xingzhou was wearing a set of casual clothes today, dark gray in color, which did not show water stains too obviously.

Besides, he got wet because of hugging Jiang Ning, so the damp part was only on the front of his clothes; Jiang Ning planned to use the hairdryer, so it wouldn’t be noticeable.

Qi Xingzhou got up and walked over to Jiang Ning, who raised her hand to feel his clothes and sleeves and found they were almost half-dry and would be easy to blow dry.

The room was filled again with the buzzing sound of the hairdryer at work.

Jiang Ning lowered her head, holding the hairdryer, focused on blowing his clothes.

The tall figure of Qi Xingzhou, over one meter eighty, was already taller than Jiang Ning, and now that she bowed her head, he did the same.

Qi Xingzhou’s calm gaze landed on Jiang Ning. Being so close, his breaths were filled with the fresh scent of her post-shower, which was particularly pleasant. Qi Xingzhou’s lips slightly curled up in enjoyment, the corners of his mouth stealing a tiny uptick.

While Jiang Ning was drying his clothes, Qi Xingzhou was very cooperative. With a gentle tug on his clothes by Jiang Ning, he knew which way to turn his body. With a light pinch on the sleeve of his hand by Jiang Ning, he would instantly lift that arm to make it easier for her to dry.

After all the damp areas on his clothes were dry, Jiang Ning retracted her hand and turned off the hairdryer, "All done."

At her words, a trace of disappointment flickered in Qi Xingzhou’s eyes.

Taking advantage when Jiang Ning wasn’t looking, he lowered his head and secretly touched his clothes and, finding them truly dry, he let his hands drop.

Jiang Ning took out some snacks, handed them to Qi Xingzhou, and took him to the balcony to enjoy the view.

Originally, Jiang Ning had planned to take Qi Xingzhou to watch the seaside sunset, but now they could only stand on the balcony to watch it.

Living on the eighteenth floor, Jiang Ning could barely make out some beautiful evening glow.

Jiang Ning also pointed out the direction to Qi Xingzhou, "Do you know which way your home is? Look, over there."

Qi Xingzhou sneakily stood to one side, swiftly glanced in the direction Jiang Ning was pointing, and then immediately withdrew his gaze: He didn’t want to go back at all.