Chapter 17: Feeding Him Cookies

After drying for about twenty minutes, seeing that her hair was nearly dry, he took the heater away.

……

The next day.

When Bai Shuruo finished changing her clothes and came out, Han Yangting had already made breakfast.

It was two bowls of tomato and egg noodles.

Bai Shuruo felt guilty; she ate his food and lived in his home, so she should have been the one to wake up early to make breakfast. But she had gone to sleep too late last night and truly couldn't get up.

She subconsciously brushed through her hair.

She didn't know what was up with this hair; even though it hadn't been blown dry last night, she always felt like it was the kind of hair that had been dried before sleeping—quite crisp and not frizzy at all.

"Brother Han, morning," she greeted.

"Morning, come over and finish breakfast before going to work," he said indifferently.

"Okay." Unable to refuse his kindness, Bai Shuruo hurried over to eat the noodles.

Han Yangting also sat over, and while eating, he asked her, "Are you still taking the subway to work in a while?"

"Yes," Bai Shuruo said.

"Do you know how to drive? How about I buy you a car?"

Bai Shuruo was almost choked by the noodles.

"N-no need, I don't know how to drive." During university summer breaks, many classmates would go to learn how to drive, but she couldn't bear to spend that money.

Han Yangting said, "Then you'll have to find time to learn; it's quite inconvenient not knowing how to drive."

"I will, let's wait until the internship is over; for now, I still need to put my energy into work."

Han Yangting added, "Then I'll take you to work in a while."

"Wouldn't that be too much trouble?"

"It's no trouble. I'm going to see how my new company is coming along today, so it's on the way," Han Yangting said.

"Then... then I'll trouble you, Brother Han."

"Between husband and wife, why be so polite?"

Bai Shuruo was truly choked this time, and she had to drink several mouthfuls of water before she recovered.

……

The car Han Yangting was driving today was a Porsche.

Bai Shuruo was curious about exactly how many cars he had. So far, she had already seen three different cars.

However, she was too embarrassed to ask. How many cars someone had was their own business; it was all pre-marital property, so what did it have to do with her?

When they reached the intersection outside CG, Han Yangting let Bai Shuruo off. Bai Shuruo felt this intersection was just right; it wasn't easy to run into acquaintances, sparing them from being curious about her married life.

However, when Bai Shuruo got out of the car, she was still photographed by someone behind them.

Zhang Yuanyuan drove to work today. Her family was well-off, and her parents, feeling bad that she had to work hard, had gifted her a 200,000 yuan Xpeng new energy vehicle.

She had originally thought her own car was already quite good, but then she saw Bai Shuruo getting out of a Porsche worth over 1.5 million yuan.

It was that husband of hers' car again, right?

After Zhang Yuanyuan arrived at the company and parked, she sent the photo to Wang Xuekai, along with a WeChat message: Bai Shuruo's husband is indeed rich; he's giving her clothes and now a car.

Wang Xuekai did not reply.

……

This day at work was about the same as yesterday: in the morning, doing odd jobs for the old colleagues in the department, making PowerPoints, creating spreadsheets, running errands, and so on.

In the afternoon, she went to two hours of new employee training, and after returning, she went back to doing odd jobs.

Midway through, she was also sent by Wei Zhuguan to buy coffee—10 cups in total for a meeting, 6 with sugar and 4 without. She had no choice but to treat it as training.

Near six o'clock, Han Yangting sent a WeChat message: When do you get off work?

Bai Shuruo said: Work hours are over, but I want to work a little overtime; there is still a lot of work content I am not familiar with.

Han Yangting replied: Alright, then let me know when you can leave.

Bai Shuruo was puzzled. Did he want to come pick her up from work?

Actually, there was really no need for such trouble; she could catch the last subway train.

Forget it, perhaps by that time, he would already be home.

……

At this moment, Han Yangting was in the office at the construction site.

It was dusk, and the workers on the site were finishing up one after another.

He was looking at the architectural structure diagram on the desk; the afterglow of the sunset spilled onto the blueprint, making it appear to shine brilliantly.

Here, the tallest office building in Fengcheng would be built, along with an industrial zone.

……

At 9:00 PM, the colleagues working overtime in the office left one by one.

"Piaoxue, did you bring an umbrella? If you didn't, use mine." A male colleague walked over and asked He Piaoxue.

He Piaoxue stammered, "No need, I... I have an umbrella."

"Then let's go together. Are you taking the subway or the bus?"

"My best friend is driving to pick me up," He Piaoxue said in a coy, delicate voice.

"Then your best friend is really nice, coming to pick you up in this kind of ghostly weather."

"Yes."

It was also at this time that Bai Shuruo discovered it was raining outside.

She stretched her shoulders, then closed her computer and prepared to leave.

When she stood up, she suddenly wondered if she should let Han Yangting know.

Since he had given instructions, she certainly had to say something.

So, she sent him a WeChat message: I'm off work.

Another instant reply: Come out, I'm waiting for you downstairs.

Bai Shuruo:...

She put on her crossbody bag and went down immediately.

Han Yangting's car was parked right under the office building, in a spot that happened to provide shelter from the rain, and Bai Shuruo quickly got in.

"Brother Han, what a coincidence that you are here?"

Han Yangting: "..."

He had been waiting outside since 8 o'clock, okay?

Bai Shuruo realized the issue and asked, "Have you... been waiting here for me for a long time?"

But Han Yangting paused and said, "No, I just happened to be passing by and wanted to see if you were off work yet."

So that was it; Bai Shuruo breathed a sigh of relief.

The car started moving; the rain was falling particularly hard, and the car windows were foggy.

As they drove to the intersection ahead, Bai Shuruo saw He Piaoxue get into a white sedan; when they overtook it, Bai Shuruo glanced at the driver's seat, and it was clearly a young man.

"What are you looking at?" Han Yangting asked.

"N-nothing," Bai Shuruo said.

"Rest for a while if you're tired, or have something to eat," Han Yangting said while driving.

Only then did Bai Shuruo notice that there were many snacks placed between the seats, including biscuits and drinks.

She happened to be hungry, so she took a pack of biscuits, opened it, and also opened a bottle of drink.

"Brother Han, then I'll start eating."

"Go ahead!"

Yet she still felt it was impolite to eat alone, and since the snacks in the car were bought by him, he must like them too, so she said to Han Yangting, "Brother Han, would you like to have a biscuit?"

"I'm driving, I can't eat."

When Bai Shuruo used to ride in Bai Shunan's car, she was always the one feeding her sister, so she subconsciously held a biscuit out to his mouth.

He froze.

She also paused.

Was this action of hers too forward?

He had a sweetheart, after all, and that sweetheart was his brother.

However, he did not refuse; he opened his mouth and ate the biscuit she offered in one bite, his lips accidentally brushing against her fingers.

She quickly pulled her hand back, feeling her fingers damp, and subconsciously wiped them on the hem of her clothes.

Then she took a biscuit for herself and nervously started eating, one after another.

Han Yangting finished his and said, "Give me another one."

He wanted more?

Bai Shuruo had no choice but to take another one and hold it to his mouth, and he naturally opened his mouth and ate it again.

From her angle, watching him eat the biscuit, his jawline was smooth and his cheeks were moving; he looked extremely handsome.

Her heart fluttered.

"I'm thirsty." After he finished the biscuit, he actually wanted a drink too.

Bai Shuruo had no choice but to open another bottle of drink and hold it to his mouth.

This time he let go of the steering wheel with one hand to take it himself, tilted his head back to take a few sips, and then handed it back to Bai Shuruo so she could tighten the cap.

When they took the elevator up from the underground garage, Bai Shuruo's phone vibrated.

She took out her phone and saw an unfamiliar phone number.

Worried that it might be someone from the company, she pressed answer.

"Hello, who is this?"

The person on the other end paused, then said in an unhappy tone, "Bai Shuruo, did you delete my WeChat and my number?"

"Who are you?" Bai Shuruo only felt the voice was familiar, but she really couldn't remember who it was.