Chapter 1615: You Are My Little Love Song (182)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Li Nanheng: “Where are you?”
Qin Siting was indifferent. “Home.”
“Yo, you brought her home?”
“No, she’s in the hospital.”
Li Nanheng sneered. “You took Ling Xuaner away in front of Shi Niange. I think you might as well take another dose of harsh medicine and bring Ling Xuaner home to sleep with. Anyway, you almost got engaged to her back then. It’s not easy for the little girl’s family to be defeated like this. Since you’ve been single for the past few years, why don’t you just take her in?”
Qin Siting did not speak for a while, and then he said coldly, “Did you arrange this beforehand?”
“Who are you asking about? Ling Xuaner or Shi Niange?”
Qin Siting did not answer, but the silent atmosphere on the phone clearly expressed his unhappiness.
All these years, Qin Siting had been working in the hospital. Every day, he faced the family members and colleagues of the patients. His character had become much more tactful. There were not many times when he truly lost his temper. In fact, Li Nanheng and Mo Jingshen could feel the numbness in his bones and the distant feelings that did not flow with others.
Knowing that he was on the verge of losing his temper, Li Nanheng decided not to make trouble for him and said, “All right, I know you won’t ask about Ling Xuaner. It’s a coincidence that she appeared in Zi Jing City, but you took her away in front of Shi Niange. Who can you blame? Must you stab yourself?”
“As for Shi Niange, I owe her a favor. She knew that I was in Hai City, and it was my birthday, so she said she would come to take a look and give me a cake.” Li Nanheng did not go into detail. “Even if I don’t say it explicitly, you should understand. She knew very well that you would be there, but she still came. What exactly is this method in your eyes? After all, I’m an outsider. I can’t say much, but it’s been so many years. From your attitude when you left, it’s clear that you don’t intend to have anything to do with her, so forget it. I think it’s good that you’ve been single for so many years.”
Qin Siting did not speak. Li Nanheng was silent for a while before saying, “In Lishui Villa?”
Qin Siting did not answer.
Li Nanheng directly hung up.
Twenty minutes later, Li Nanheng drove over.
He carried a small box of beer and placed it on the coffee table. Then, he went to Qin Siting’s wine cabinet to find some red wine. He placed it on the coffee table and opened one bottle after another.
Qin Siting looked at him coldly.
“What are you looking at? It’s my birthday. You ran away before it was even over. Aren’t you supposed to have a drink with me? How can I let you off so easily?” Li Nanheng said and handed him a can of beer.
Qin Siting received it and glanced at the beer in his hand. He did not speak but drank it.
“Old Mo will come over later,” Li Nanheng said.
Qin Siting calmly shifted his cold gaze away. One of these two brothers was in the U.S. all year round, while the other was busy in the company all day long after returning to the country. Tonight, they were both free. Not only did they watch the show in Zi Jing City, but they even chased him all the way to the villa.
“The two of us didn’t sleep at night and came to accompany you. Are you touched?” Li Nanheng’s phone rang. He picked it up and smiled.
Qin Siting was indifferent. “I’ve made a bad friend. My condolences.”
Li Nanheng was immediately amused. He picked up the phone and said to Mo Jingshen, “I thought after you sent Ji Nuan back, you would be at home with your woman and wouldn’t have time to come out.”
Mo Jingshen: “…Didn’t you just drink tonight? Why are you drinking at Qin Siting’s place again?”
Li Nanheng sat on the sofa in the villa, narrowing his eyes to look at the bright lights in the opposite villa. He then glanced at Qin Siting, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and said with a smile, “I was afraid he would take things too hard and came to take a look. In the end, he has been standing by the window like a log. I suspect that he has already entered a Buddhist state and can’t listen to anything.”
Mo Jingshen calmly replied, “You shouldn’t have interfered in his matters.”
Li Nanheng said indifferently, “I owe Shi Niange a favor. Otherwise, do you think I would be willing to meddle in her and Old Qin’s affairs?”
He was indeed not interested in helping anyone. It was just that Qin Siting had been too lonely these years. Seeing that he was living like a monk in a meditative state, he found it unsightly and found some excitement in his peaceful life.
Mo Jingshen spoke as he drove: “You’re still with him?”
Li Nanheng: “Recently, he has added a lot of good wine here. I plan to drink some. I’m too lazy to move around, so I’ll stay here today. Anyway, there are two men here. I won’t let that pitiful Ling Xuaner come back. I’ll take advantage of Old Qin’s to do something. Why? Are you really coming?”
Mo Jingshen: “Wait.”
Fifteen minutes later.
Nanheng held a cigarette in his mouth and turned back to look at the man who had appeared in the villa.
Mo Jingshen was dressed in black as though dyed in the night. He walked in and glanced at Qin Siting, who was still standing by the window.
Qin Siting had one hand in his pocket. He clearly did not plan on paying any attention to the two of them. Even though Mo Jingshen had suddenly come at such a late hour, he only coldly glanced at the door, retracted his gaze, and did not speak.
“How long has he been standing there?” Mo Jingshen walked in.
Li Nanheng watched as the tall man approached. His well-defined fingers brushed off the cigarette ash. He raised his brows: “He must have been standing there since he came back. He was like this when I came.”
“Speaking of which.” Nanheng smiled mockingly at Mo Jingshen. “It’s so late, and you’re here. Could it be that Ji Nuan was so drunk that she couldn’t recognize you and kicked you off the bed?”
Mo Jingshen coldly glanced at him. “Are you very experienced? Do women often kick you off the bed?”
Nanheng raised his brows and picked up the cigarette with a smile. He picked up the wine on the coffee table and poured him a glass.
Mo Jingshen did not take the wine glass. His indifferent and cold eyes looked in Qin Siting’s direction. From beginning to end, Qin Siting was coldly looking out of the window.
“The poor young lady you brought back was chased away so quickly?” Mo Jingshen watched his grim expression and asked.
Nanheng sat on the sofa, smoking as he narrowed his eyes and smiled. He also glanced at Qin Siting. “You have no interest in Ling Xuaner at all, yet you insisted on buying her and placing such a piece of sticky candy by your side as the price. It’s clearly because you don’t want Shi Niange to live too comfortably. Tsk tsk, why do you have to do this? Hurting the enemy a thousand times and losing eight hundred… oh, no, it should be hurting the enemy a thousand times and losing ten thousand times…”
Mo Jingshen did not speak. Nanheng was about to hand him a cigarette when he received Mo Jingshen’s cold gaze. He recalled that he had quit smoking eight hundred years ago and immediately snorted, tossing the cigarette onto the coffee table.
Mo Jingshen approached the floor-to-ceiling windows, lifting his eyelids to glance outside.
Qin Siting stood there looking at the villa not far away.