Scum Man Cannot Redeem Himself - chapter 178

She had been afraid to ask how those troublesome matters had been resolved. He must be very tired of dealing with these things outside all the time. He should just relax and stop thinking about those troublesome things when he returns to the house. She couldn’t help him, but she hoped he could take it easy while he was in the house.

Moreover, they were only a little more familiar than strangers, and it didn’t seem appropriate to ask these questions, which seemed inexplicable

Speaking of inexplicable, Zhao Lingxue remembered hugging his waist, pulling his hand, and the off-the-cuff answer of liking him.

So shameful! Why did she have the audacity to do so?

However, he was her fiancé. She liked him.

 It should not be a problem, no problem. It was only a problem if she didn’t like him.

Thinking so, Zhao Lingxue was comfortable.

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When he had slept a bit, Zhao Lingxue squatted on the side of the soft couch.

His hand was right in front of her eyes. Zhao Lingxue stretched out her fingers, lightly touched it, but like an electric shock, she felt numb.

Mom! So shameful!

She retracted her fingers, like a kitten that had succeeded in stealing food, and her heart was overjoyed.

Her eyes fell on his face and looked at it carefully.

He was quite good-looking. His eyebrows were thick and black but not harsh, looked very gentle, narrow eyes were closed at the moment, hiding the emotions. The nose was straight as a line, giving a feeling of rigidity. The lips were moderate, light red, at the moment tightly pursed.

When she was enjoying herself, the man who was close at hand suddenly opened his eyes.

Their eyes meet.

Zhao Lingxue was embarrassed.

Staring at the beautiful eyes, her expression froze.

Peeking was discovered.

She was so flustered inside.

“Finished reading the book?” Yang Junghan smiled and sat up much farther away from her, instantly dissolving Zhao Lingxue’s embarrassment.

She smiled dryly, “Almost, the end was a bit boring. I just wanted to see if your book is good.” The explanation was not on point.

“Is it?” Yang Junghan looked at the brocade quilt on his body and tossed the book in his hand to her.

Zhao Lingxue glanced at it and returned it to Yang Junhan, reading it may cause her headaches.

She was better off reading “The Dream of the Great White Goose”.

Yang Junhan laughed lightly, got up, and walked outside to the courtyard.

Zhao Lingxue followed like a little tail.

He picked up a pair of scissors and trimmed the extra branches in the potted plant.

She was idly bored and kept poking her hand at the water flowing down from the waterfall on the rockery.

A finger became two fingers, then three, then four, and finally the whole interception, the waterfall was only palm wide. With the interception of Zhao Lingxue’s hand, the water splashed. It was very fast, and her clothes got wet.

This was good. She did not have to go back.

Yang Junhan looked at her, smiling from the bottom of his eyes, and continued to prune his branches.

Zhao Lingxue felt lost.

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In the future, every day, Zhao Lingxue would take the opportunity to deliver soup to get closer to the man.

She found that he took whatever she gave, he drank it all, and definitely did not disappoint her. So she sent more vigorously, and even thought every day to consider what to make him something delicious.

And since he returned to the house, she had been in high spirits every day.

But other than that, she had made no progress, let alone the things her mother had urged her to do.

Apart from the day she hugged his waist and took his hand, she never touched even his hair after that.

This man did not seem to like her, but also did not hate her. To him, she was like a little sister, or not even a little sister, a bit more like a child.

Thinking about it, Zhao Lingxue got a little frustrated. She decided to let him know that she was his fiancée, she was a woman not a little sister or a child.

Zhao Lingxue made pork rib soup, plus two plates of small dishes and a bowl of white rice.

Yes, she was serving more things and had replaced the evening meal in the big kitchen.

The servants did not stop her, not to mention that she did not need to report, and could carry the food box directly into Jing Sixuan.

Her little maid had already gone to inquire, and he had returned.

So she went straight into the yard and placed the food box on the round table as usual.

“Yang Junhan,” she was able to call him by his name and was very skilled at it.

Hmm? Where was he?

She had known that he loved to bathe whenever he came back to the house, and always timed it to avoid embarrassment on that occasion.

The first time she saw him, he was in the middle of a long bath.

Zhao Lingxue went to his study room.

The study room was his favorite place to stay, he would usually be in there, except for sleep.

She walked into the study room, but he was not there, sure enough he was still in the bath.

Huh? There was a post on the desk, still open, and brush writing. She didn’t want to read it.

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Did he go out to drink?

It seemed like an opportunity to maybe fulfill her mother’s instructions, Zhao Lingxue thought darkly as her face and neck began to blush.

Then she would keep watch at Jing Sixuan and see when he returns?

There was a movement outside, and she walked out of the study room.

He had indeed just finished bathing and was helping himself when he saw the food box she had brought.