闪电算

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Ye Xingguang paused, indignantly declaring, “You’re the first man to ever tell me to scram. Remember that.”

With that, she strode out, shooting the passing Night Jun Qing a harsh glance with her small eyes.

Night Jun Qing ignored her sharp-eyed glare, surreptitiously letting out a sigh of relief. He staggered back to the dining room, intending to pour himself another glass of water. As he picked up the kettle, however, his hand shook uncontrollably.

Suddenly, a slender hand reached over and took the kettle from him, efficiently pouring him a glass of water.

Before handing it over, the hand raised the cup to its owner’s lips to test the temperature.

The affectionate gesture took him by surprise.

After confirming that the water was lukewarm, Ye Xingguang said, “It’s not hot. The temperature’s just right. Drink up.”

From his position above, Night Jun Qing glared at the girl who had returned, his voice growing colder, “Didn’t I tell you to scram?”

“H/ell, I’m not a ball. How do I roll? Show me how you would do it?”

When Ye Xingguang noticed Night Jun Qing refusing to take the cup, she reached on her tiptoes, raising the cup to Night Jun Qings thin, cold lips, “Aren’t you thirsty? Drink up. You’re lucky to be waited on by me.”

Night Jun Qing grabbed the cup, his voice filled with contempt, “Didn’t I warn you to stay away from me? The farther the better.”

“I’d love to leave, but if something were to happen to you as pale as death, people might think I killed my husband, uh, I mean, killed the official match. That’d land me in jail. I’m young with a bright future ahead of me, I’m not ready to be put behind bars. So, you can forget about chasing me off!”

Ye Xingguang said with righteous indignation.

After saying that, she stubbornly offered to support him, noting his shaking hand on the cup, and his refusal to take a step. “Mr. Ye Jun Qing, could you kindly move to the living room sofa? Don’t try to act like you aren’t sick!”

Night Jun Qing stared at Ye Xingguang with his deep eyes, not knowing what to think, he continued to watch Finally getting Night Jun Qing to the living room sofa, she let out a sigh of relief, “You sit here. I’ll go find the housekeeper.”

“Take a left outside. About 500 meters away, you’ll find the housekeeper. Now go.” He suddenly threw out a sentence.

Ye Xingguang nodded and quickly ran off.

How peculiar, where were all of the servants and bodyguards? Usually, there were people inside and outside the house. Yesterday evening, she wanted to sneak into the indoor swimming pool but had to wait until the middle of the night when everyone was asleep. Why is it so early today and no one is around?

It was only half past ten now!

Ye Xingguang sprinted like a hundred-meter-racer to a building 500 meters away where the servants and bodyguards lived.

“Housekeeper, housekeeper, where are you? It’s Ye Xingguang, Night Jun Qing is ill, where are you housekeeper?”

Ye Xingguang shouted for a long time before the housekeeper finally turned up in his pajamas.

“Miss Ye.”

“Housekeeper, Night Jun Qing seems sick. Please arrange for a car to take him to the hospital.”

The housekeeper hesitated, “Miss Ye, sir’s old ailment is just acting up. Don’t worry about it. I’ll arrange another room for you. Pretend you didn’t see anything, get some good sleep, and he’ll be fine.”

“How can I pretend I didn’t see anything? How could you, as his housekeeper, tell me he’s fine when he’s as pale as a ghost?”

Ye Xingguang was angry, this kind of housekeeper should be dismissed immediately!

The housekeeper continued, “Miss Ye, sir is just intoxicated. A night’s sleep will sort him out.’

Ye Xingguang became even more enraged, “His face is so pale, he can’t even hold a cup without shaking, and you’re telling me that it’s simply intoxication.. Alcohol poisoning?”