The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince! Chapter 769 - Xiaxia, I'm Sorry (3)

Chapter 769: Xiaxia, I’m Sorry (3)

He then heard some noise and An Xiaxia’s voice began to break up. A couple of seconds later, the line went dead.

Holding his phone, Sheng Yize still couldn’t believe it.

That woman had just hung up on him!

He had only indulged her a little more lately, but she was getting bold faster than he had expected!

He dialed his a.s.sistant’s number. “Jiang Yu, book me a ticket to Country M!”

His a.s.sistant shrieked, “Boss, didn’t you just come back from there?!”

“I’m visiting my wife. You got a problem with that?”

“No! Of course not! One ticket coming up!” Since when did he have the b.a.l.l.s to question his boss?!

“Why, the line’s dead.” An Xiaxia was confused.

Fang Shanshan explained, “It happens all the time. The reception here can be unstable.”

“I’ll call him back later, then.” An Xiaxia put away her phone. Kang Jian was also almost done with the ointment and cautioned her in a low voice, “Be careful next time. You’ll get scars.”

“Yeah, yeah. Why are you more naggy than my dad?” An Xiaxia teased him. “Plus, you’re covered in scars yourself, how can you ridicule me for it?!”

“It’s not that…” Kang Jian said in a tiny voice, which An Xiaxia didn’t catch. She asked, “What was that?”

“Nothing.” Kang Jian denied it promptly.

Half an hour later, the reception was back. An Xiaxia called Sheng Yize right away.

No one answered.

He was probably busy at work, right?

That night, An Xiaxia was sound asleep when she seemed to sense someone climbing into her bed. She was then greeted with a pa.s.sionate kiss.

“Hm…” She opened her eyes, only half-awake. Under the dim lamp light, she saw Sheng Yize’s face and was dumbfounded. “Why are you here?”

Sheng Yize snorted. “If I didn’t come, were you going to run off with some other guy?”

“Nonsense.” An Xiaxia pouted, yawned, and mumbled, “I know. I’m dreaming… You’re out of your mind if you flew over ten hours to get here just because you’re jealous…”

Sheng Yize was speechless. He then lifted her pajamas and whispered in her ear with a husky voice, “Yes, you’re indeed dreaming!”

Exhausted, An Xiaxia whined. “How can dreaming be this tiresome…”

“Dummy.” He bit her earlobe.

An Xiaxia huddled obediently in his arms and said in her sweet, soft voice, “My hand hurts. Rub it for me.”

Sheng Yize held her hand and examined it. He then recognized the faint smell of the ointment.

“What did you do to yourself?!” he chided, then wrapped his hand around hers and rubbed it tenderly.

An Xiaxia said, “I met this person today and hurt myself when I beat him up…”

Sheng Yize realized immediately that someone had been applying the ointment on her during that phone call.

s.h.i.+t! It was just a misunderstanding!

And he had flown all the way here for that! He really had lost his mind!

“Who did you meet?” he whispered.

“It’s a secret…” An Xiaxia fell asleep again after those words.

Sheng Yize sighed, tucked her in, and kissed her. “I’m off.”

He didn’t get a reply. His little woman was fast asleep.

Walking out of the room, he paused after a few steps and spoke to a dark figure standing in the shadows. “Keep her safe.”

Kang Jian involuntarily tightened his grip on his gun.

Another ten-hour flight took Sheng Yize back home, but someone blocked his way at the airport.

Song s.h.i.+, the amorous-eyed guy, smiled at him. “Mr. Sheng, let’s have a talk, shall we?”