Uh, is this guy a robot?
He could remember every casual word she said so clearly.
Wu Pengpeng said seriously, "Stomachache leads to headache."
As she said this, she sighed and put on a very distressed look. "The human body is very complex. It hurts here one moment and there the next. Sometimes I can't even tell exactly where it hurts. Anyway, I just feel uncomfortable all over."
He Qianshan listened to her serious nonsense and tried hard not to laugh. "I'll accompany you to the hospital for a check - up tomorrow."
Hearing that she was going to the hospital, Wu Pengpeng immediately refused. "No, no need."
She wasn't sick. Why go to the hospital? It would just waste time that could be spent on her "extravagant spending"!
He Qianshan insisted. "Yes, you do need to go. The human body is very complex. We can't ignore an illness. Otherwise, a minor illness might turn into a serious one, and that would be troublesome."
Wu Pengpeng guessed that he suspected she was faking illness, so she had to keep up the act. "I really can't go tomorrow. I'm going to acquire an entertainment company for you. I've already negotiated with the other side. I can't break the appointment."
He Qianshan said indifferently, "There are so many people in the company. Just send someone."
"That's not okay!" Wu Pengpeng refused firmly. "This concerns your future. I can't trust this to others."
It was clearly an excuse, but she made it sound so justifiable.
If He Qianshan didn't know her little thoughts, he would have been deeply touched and might even have shed tears.
"Then I'll go with you." As they were talking, they had already reached the front gate. He Qianshan took a long stride, stepped forward to open the door, and then politely stepped aside to let her enter first. "I'm not at ease with you going alone."
Wu Pengpeng knew he was doing it on purpose, but she couldn't think of a good reason to refuse, so she had to agree. "Okay!"
She tilted her body slightly and walked straight in.
The catwalk for the evening fashion show had been dismantled, and the venue had been cleaned up. Everything had returned to its previous state.
It was late at night and quiet. The servants had already gone to rest. Only housekeeper Aunt Tang was dozing on the sofa.
She slept very lightly. As soon as the door opened, she woke up immediately. "Pengpeng, you're back."
Wu Pengpeng had been walking very lightly, afraid of waking others up, but she still managed to wake her up.
"Aunt Tang, why aren't you asleep yet?" Seeing the old lady waiting for her, Wu Pengpeng felt both touched and guilty. "Don't stay up late when you're getting old."
Aunt Tang was the maternity nurse hired by the family when the original owner was born. Later, she had stayed in the Wu family to take care of the original owner's daily life.
After Wu Pengpeng moved out of the old mansion, she had brought Aunt Tang with her to help manage the household.
Aunt Tang rubbed her temples and said with a smile, "You hadn't come back yet!"
Seeing Aunt Tang looking so tired, Wu Pengpeng felt a bit heart - ache. She walked over and helped her rub her temples. "I've told you so many times that you don't need to wait for me. I have my own key."
Aunt Tang closed her eyes and let her massage.
"It's okay. I'm old, so I don't need much sleep. I can't sleep if I don't see you back."
Seeing that she couldn't persuade Aunt Tang, Wu Pengpeng sighed and said, "Okay, I'll try to come back earlier next time."
He Qianshan was standing not far away, watching the two of them, one standing and the other sitting, whispering to each other from time to time. The dim yellow light outlined their figures into a warm and touching picture.
He suddenly understood a bit the reason why he had felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with Wu Pengpeng the first time he saw her.
It was because the kindness radiating from a person's bones was often fatally attractive.
After about five or six minutes, Aunt Tang patted Wu Pengpeng's hand, indicating that she didn't need to massage anymore.
Wu Pengpeng stopped and asked with concern, "Do you feel better?"
"Much better." Aunt Tang stood up, walked into the small kitchen, and brought out the sweet soup simmering on the stove. "Drink it while it's hot and have a good sleep."
This was a problem Wu Pengpeng had developed from writing manuscripts in the past. She had always had trouble sleeping at night.
After coming to this world, facing the huge pressure of "extravagant spending", she slept even worse.
After Aunt Tang learned about this, she found a folk remedy and cooked a bowl of sweet soup for her every night.
She didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but since she started drinking this sweet soup, she could fall asleep as soon as she lay down and had no dreams all night.
"Thank you, Aunt Tang." Wu Pengpeng took the sweet soup, drank it all in one gulp, then took the bowl to the small kitchen and washed it.
When she came out, she saw He Qianshan talking to Aunt Tang. Only then did she notice that she had brought a guest back.
She quickly walked over to introduce him to Aunt Tang. "Aunt Tang, this Mr. He will be staying at our place for one night. Which guest room is empty?"
"I'll show him the way." Aunt Tang pointed to the stairs and made a polite gesture to He Qianshan. "Mr. He, please follow me."
He Qianshan smiled politely. "Thank you for your trouble."
He said "Good night" to Wu Pengpeng and then followed Aunt Tang upstairs.
Aunt Tang led him to a guest room next to the second - floor stairwell. The room was decorated in an industrial style, which was out of place with the style of the whole castle.
"The toiletries and towels in the bathroom are all new. You can use them with confidence." Aunt Tang pointed in the direction of the bathroom and said considerately. "The bathroom floor is a bit slippery. Be careful not to fall."
He Qianshan withdrew his inquisitive gaze and nodded to thank her. "Okay, thank you."
"Then you should rest early." After Aunt Tang finished giving the instructions, she turned around and left.
When she reached the door, she suddenly seemed to remember something and turned back. "Mr. He, the young lady's room is also on this floor. If you have nothing to do at night, try not to leave your room."
He Qianshan knew her concern. She was worried that he might have improper intentions towards Wu Pengpeng, but because of her status, she couldn't say it directly.
He sensibly assured her, "Don't worry. I sleep very soundly and don't have the habit of sleepwalking."
After seeing Aunt Tang off, He Qianshan took out his phone, planning to deal with some work, only to find that the phone was out of power and turned off.
Fortunately, there were various types of phone chargers on the bedside table. While the phone was charging, he went to wash up.
After taking a shower and coming out, as soon as he turned on his phone, countless text messages bombarded his phone.
Before he could open them to check, the phone rang. It was a call from Fu Heng.
He Qianshan was drying his hair with a towel while answering the call. "What's up?"
Hearing his voice, Fu Heng let out a long sigh of relief, and then said urgently, "Boss, where did you go? Why didn't you reply to my text messages? I couldn't even get through on the phone."
He Qianshan turned on the speakerphone and put the phone on the bedside table. "My phone ran out of power."
Fu Heng said "Oh". "Why aren't you back yet? The annual meeting is almost over."
He Qianshan was drying his hair and said casually, "I'm not going back..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Fu Heng's voice suddenly rose eight octaves. "You're not coming back? Why? Just now, General Manager Song was asking me where you had gone."
He Qianshan sneered. "Isn't the old man always worried that I'll steal the limelight at the annual meeting? Let him shine on his own this year."
The annual company - wide tradition of the boss publicly clashing with the shareholders at the annual meeting wouldn't be seen this year. It was really a pity.
After a brief moment of disappointment, Fu Heng suddenly became energetic and said mysteriously, "Guess who I saw at the venue just now?"