Chapter 45 Untitled (Second Update)

  Thanks for the reward from Youyou Baobao classmate ~

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  It wasn't until half of the morning had passed that Soo-young came out of the office with her head hung low, but apart from being scolded, there was no punishment. Director Han was angry that she had punched him, but even Gwon Baek-roo came back to plead on her behalf, so he couldn't pursue it further. His face wasn't looking good though, and as he followed Soo-young out, his expression was gloomy enough to squeeze water out of it.

  "I'm definitely going to die!"

  Xiu Ying said with a sigh, looking at the back of Han Shu Chang who was leaving with Quan Bao Gen, wanting to cry but having no tears.

  Han is the leader of the practice room after all, and judging from his expression as he left, he's still angry. With the power in his hands, it would be easy for him to make things difficult for her later on.

  Youli accompanied her with a sad face, the two distressed sisters huddled together, and the whole atmosphere seemed to suddenly become gloomy. But such depression only lasted for a moment, after a while, the two of them talked about their previous fight, and they smiled again, lively young girls, it's hard to let worries stay in their hearts for too long.

  Su-yeon smiled as she watched them from the side, then noticed that Ahn Jun-hee hadn't spoken a word and leaned in close to him, saying in a low voice, "What's wrong? You seem a bit distracted."

  "Huh?" An Junhe was stunned for a moment, as if he had just woken up, shook his head and said: "No, I'm thinking about something."

  As he spoke, he clapped his hands to get the girls' attention, "Alright, alright, it's all over now. Let's go, I'll take you to my place and cook a delicious meal for you by noon."

  He thought that as soon as he said this sentence, Xiuying and Youli would cheer for him immediately, but after waiting for a while, the two girls just glanced at him with the corner of their eyes, looking very unenthusiastic.

  An Junhe looked at them strangely, "Huh? I remember you guys would be very happy when you heard there's good food before? Xiuying, aren't you craving for it now?"

  "Hey, Junhe Ge is really something! I'm a girl, how can you say I'm gluttonous? Am I a starving ghost?" Xiu Ying protested discontentedly, and then hummed and said: "What's there to be happy about? You don't understand me at all. If you invite us to dinner, it's either to celebrate something or because you need our help. Hmph, normally you wouldn't even remember us, a bunch of silly girls..."

  "That's right! Junhe Ge is the worst!" Youli made a face in this direction and chimed in.

  Everything he said was somewhat resentful, which made An Junhe feel a bit embarrassed. He indeed often neglected them, mainly because they were too young now and couldn't be put on an equal footing in his heart to pay attention to. Once busy, he naturally forgot about them.

  He cleared his throat twice and An Junhe couldn't help but smile wryly: "I... Sigh! Alright, sorry. From now on, even if there's nothing going on, I'll definitely invite you guys out to eat more often and take you out to have fun more often, okay?"

  "This is just about right!"

  "Let's go, time to rip off the big spender!"

  Two girls cheered and pulled hands, jumping and running downstairs first. Xiaoxian looked at An Junhe and Xiu Yan, then looked at the two sisters who ran far away, and followed them with a smile.

  Looking at their energetic appearance, Ahn Jun-hee smiled slightly and called out to Soo-young, who had been quietly standing beside him: "Let's go too... By the way, where's Yoon-ah today?"

  "Uh..." Soo-young was a bit dazed, and for a long time she didn't speak. Just when Ahn Jun-he thought she had spaced out again, she finally spoke up with some embarrassment: "Her body... hasn't been feeling too well these past few days."

  "Oh? Is it serious? I remember she's always had stomach problems, and once caught her sneaking snacks, and said something about... I'll give her a call, so she won't blame me for not caring later."

  As soon as An Junhe pulled out his phone, Xiuyan hastily stopped him, "Don't..."

  "Huh?"

  An Junhe looked at her strangely, seeing that she was stuttering and her thawed face was covered with a blush like steamed shrimp. Suddenly, he understood something and felt a little embarrassed after being dazed for a moment. "Hehe... Hehe, I see... I understand now, sorry about that, didn't react in time earlier, hehe..."

  Su-yeon didn't respond, and for a girl in her early teens, this kind of private topic was something that she couldn't bring herself to discuss, even if it was just a hint. However, amidst the discomfort, she felt a faint sense of suspicion and some inexplicable emotions towards Ahn Jun-hee's quick guess about why Yoon-ah wasn't feeling well.

  The two walked silently, and the girl's suspicions grew. When they reached the bottom of the company building, she finally couldn't help but ask: "Have... you had many girlfriends?"

  As soon as the words were spoken, her heart began to thump with excitement, partly due to shyness and partly due to a nameless expectation deep down. She didn't like how she always retreated and was passive, wanting to change, but the changes from the past two days only brought her a string of rumors, who knows what this time... will bring?

  My heart is filled with anxiety and unease.

  "Girlfriend?" An Junhe shook his head, "Why ask this suddenly?"

  Xiu Yan made an effort to put on her usual cold expression and pretended to be nonchalant, "I think you seem to understand girls' things..."

  An Junhe gazed at her with an eerie gaze, and under that unspoken gaze, Xiuyan's heart beat faster and faster, almost unable to maintain her disguise. Fortunately, An Junhe soon shifted his line of sight, staring into the distance as if lost in thought. After a moment, he spoke with a tinge of melancholy: "There aren't many... I had one before, in high school, but we broke up quickly. Emotions born out of impulsiveness are like that - they can't withstand any tests, just like soap bubbles, looking colorful and beautiful at first, but popping the moment the wind blows."

  Listening to this, Soo-young was initially delighted, but the following words made her mood suddenly sink.

  She couldn't be sure if it was just her imagination, but she always felt that his words seemed to have a hidden meaning, and weren't just simple sentiments.

  But before they could think deeply, Su-young and Yoo-ri, who had been waiting downstairs, ran over, pushing the two to hurry up, saying that their stomachs were going to die of hunger, and then there was Soo-hyun correcting them on the side, "The stomach doesn't die of hunger," amidst the commotion, the brief lingering doubt was forgotten.

  The house is not far away, so they naturally walk. On the way, Youli asks An Junhe what he wants them to do, and An Junhe tells them that he wants them to accompany Zhixiu more often. This isn't a big deal, and the girls agree immediately.

  "Junhe, you really... why didn't you tell us before that you have a sister?" After agreeing, Xiuying was slightly dissatisfied, "To punish you, from now on, lunch will not be eaten at the company, it's all your responsibility!"

  "Not just lunch, but dinner too!" Yuli pressed on with more demands.

  An Junhe smiled, "Suit yourselves, I've hired a nanny. In the future when I'm not around, you can stay there without any issues. But let's make one thing clear: if you eat my food, you have to do what I say. If Zhishu's mental state deteriorates, I'll come after you!"

  This is just a joke, asking them to help alleviate Zhixiu's loneliness, it's just an attempt, if it really doesn't work, I can only go ask a psychologist. He's not short of money now, even if the girls could eat a lot, they couldn't finish his money, originally he was thinking of taking this opportunity to stop them from continuing to have meals in the cafeteria, every day is just seaweed buns and rice porridge, occasionally having a serving of fried noodles is already pretty good, really not nutritious, several girls are at the stage of growing up, eating those things every day, it's strange if they can be healthy.

  "Yay!" Xiuying and Yuli applauded in celebration, even Xiaoxian's face turned red with excitement. Anjunhe's home was close to the company, so it would only take 20 minutes to go back and forth. This way, they could eat normal meals every day without wasting time, and such a good thing wouldn't be refused.

  With four lively girls, on the way back home, the two little babysitters who came to help had already started making lunch. Because they were worried that the girls didn't get enough nutrition usually, today there was more meat dishes. Before entering the house, the aroma of roasted and stewed meat wafted over, making Xiaoying, a meat lover, sniff eagerly.

  As soon as they entered the house, passing through the entrance hall, in the spacious living room, the dinner table had already been set with bowls and chopsticks, but several girls did not go over, not because they suddenly became shy at this time, but because of a person next to the dinner table.

  By the dinner table, Zhixiu sat in her wheelchair with a gloomy face, not saying a word. She only stared blankly when the four girls first came in, and then ignored them afterwards.

  The girls looked at each other in dismay, before coming, An Junhe had told them that Zhixiu's attitude might be a bit bad, at the time they didn't take it to heart, and unexpectedly it was really like this, for a moment they felt a little awkward.

  An Junhe smiled wryly, they didn't know that Zhishu's behavior was still good, they came as his friends, and his sister spared his face, still remembering when Meishan first arrived, Zhishu directly wanted to drive her away.

  "Come on, Zhixiu, this is a friend from the company, come and get to know him." An Junhe hastily called out, unable to let the awkwardness continue.

  That side of Zhī Xiù raised an eyebrow, hesitated for a moment, and finally came over, "Hello..."

  It was just a short sentence, but the atmosphere suddenly eased a bit, and the girls also hastily greeted each other. Especially Xiaoxian, under An Junhe's repeated glances, timidly slipped to Zhixiu's side, touched the wheelchair handle, and whispered: "Junhe brother said... he has a piano in his study room, can sister take me to see it?"

  Zhi Xiu was taken aback, a flash of anger in her eyes, but when she turned around and saw Xiao Xian's small head, looking at her with a timid expression, as if he would burst into tears at any moment, her heart softened. She didn't say anything, just nodded gently.

  "Hmm..."

  Watching Xiaoxian happily pushing the wheelchair, guided by Zhishu to the study room, Anjunhe's hanging heart finally put down. Among the girls he invited, Xiaoxian was the most important role, because she was the most innocent and youngest, even if Zhishu had become eccentric now, she wouldn't bear to scold her.

  As long as Zhī Xiù can accept Xiao Xiān, that is the first step to success.

  An Junhe let out a sigh of relief, took off his outerwear and smiled at Xiuyan, Xiuying and Yuli: "Let Xiaoxian communicate with her first, I'll go cook some dishes, you guys take a look around."

  "Oh!" Xiuying and Youli immediately ran to the side of the sofa, turned on the TV, and started fighting for the remote control. Only Xiuyan stopped for a moment and asked: "Is there a computer?"

  "Yes, in my bedroom... right, the one on the left!"

  An Junhe tied his apron with the help of Xiaobao's mother and replied.

  Following his directions, she arrived at the door of that bedroom, gazing at the thick door, Xiu Yan took a deep breath. She had never entered a boy's room before, and now her mind was filled with many wild fancies, imagining whether it would be as messy and dirty as described in books, or if there would be some... unhealthy things scattered around. Then, with her heart pounding in her chest, she turned the doorknob and gently pushed open the door.

  The room that came into view was very tidy, with no clothes or shoes scattered around, and no posters plastered everywhere. The walls and ceiling were covered in black wallpaper, and the wardrobe and dresser were spotless. In the center of the bedroom, the bed had no messy signs, and the bedding was folded into neat squares stacked together. On a small table beside it, there was a laptop computer and several books.

  This completely unexpected scene stunned Xiuyan for a moment, and then she shook her head, walked to the small table, and turned on the computer.

  The high-end machine boots up quickly and soon enters the familiar operating interface. Just after connecting to the network, before she could open her web page as usual, the automatically logged-in MSN popped out a message.

  The message is in English.

  Xiu Yan was a little curious, but not to the point of looking at other people's privacy, she just glanced at the contact note on the message, which read: Mark-Elliot-Zuckerburg.

  "Is Zuckerberg... Jewish?"

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