Jiang Jianhuan was so angry that he was practically fuming. He couldn't swallow his anger, so he forcefully shook off Jiang Jianhuan's hand and said some harsh words.
"Su Mo, you're something else. I hate you right now, so stay away from me!"
After saying that, she turned around angrily and walked back the way she came, like a firecracker that had been lit and was about to explode.
Su Mo quickly reached out to stop her, feeling regretful, and apologized repeatedly.
"I was wrong, I was wrong, please don't be angry."
He crossed his arm under Jiang Jianhuan's chest, almost lifting her up by the waist, completely blocking her path. Jiang Jianhuan angrily tried to pry his hand away.
"You're not wrong, I'm the one who's wrong. I shouldn't have picked the strawberries, I shouldn't have lay down next to you..."
Su Mo inwardly groaned. Why did she have to deliberately argue and tease her? Why didn't she just admit it? If she's not a good person, then she's not a good person.
"I really know I was wrong. I took advantage of someone in their vulnerable state. I'm a terrible person, please don't be angry with me, okay?"
"What did you say?" Jiang Jianhuan abruptly stopped struggling and turned to look at him with a calm expression.
Su paused for a moment, then spoke slowly and gently.
"I was wrong."
"Anything else?"
"I am not a thing."
"Pfft—" Jiang Jianhuan burst out laughing, overjoyed, covering her mouth with her hand and falling into his arms. Su Mo held back for a few seconds, but couldn't help himself and pulled her hand away.
"Hmm..."
Jiang Jianhuan could no longer laugh after he covered her lips with his.
The notification about the training at headquarters came out on Thursday. It will last for half a month, departing in a week. Accommodation, meals, and round-trip airfare will all be provided by the company; Jiang Jianhuan only needs to bring himself and his luggage.
Before that, Jiang Jianhuan had to finish all her work. Fortunately, IRO's usual practice is to reduce the workload when preparing for a competition, so the period right after the competition is the most free and relaxed time. Therefore, the training was arranged shortly after the competition.
After the news came out, it once again garnered envious glances.
Very few people in the office have attended training at headquarters, and they're all big shots now. Almost everyone knows that things will be completely different when Jiang Jianhuan returns.
This refers not only to the content and effectiveness of the training, but also to the fact that now that Jiang Jianhuan has won the newcomer award, and even came in first place, her subsequent work content will definitely be adjusted accordingly.
Jiang Yuan had already intended to have the haute couture gowns she had made made for her before, let alone now. Jiang Jianhuan is probably really going to stand on her own.
Some are happy, some are sad.
Su Mo has caught a bit of a cold these past couple of days.
The reason is that they often didn't have blankets to cover themselves at night, so they caught a cold.
Jiang Jianhuan's bed was too small. Because the room space was limited, she bought the smallest bed to make more room for other furniture.
Sleeping alone is fine, but it feels a bit cramped with another person squeezing in. Besides, her bedding is a small size, and Su Mo wakes up cold every night. When she opens her eyes, she sees Jiang Jianhuan with his back to her, having taken all the blankets.
Such a tiny blanket, it's gone in the blink of an eye.
Su Mo protested this several times, which made Jiang Jianhuan even angrier.
"Then why are you still squeezing in here with me? You clearly have such a big house."
"You're not in the big house..." Su Mo muttered softly.
His voice was too soft for Jiang Jianhuan to hear, and he continued talking to himself.
"I work a week and get two days off, can't you at least give me two days off? Lately, my colleagues in the office have been asking me why I seem so listless every day..."
How can you have any energy!
Since that time, Su Mo seemed to have fallen in love with her home and came over every day.
Sometimes he would drive directly to her office building to pick her up, and every time Jiang Jianhuan would be on tenterhooks, opening the car door and getting in as if she were a thief. Sometimes he would come a little later, probably because he was busy, but no matter how late, he was always late, never absent.
Jiang Jianhuan was getting ready for bed one day when she breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Su Mo hadn't come today. She could finally get a good night's sleep.
In the middle of the night, she suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. She was only a moment too slow to get out of bed when her phone rang. Jiang Jianhuan looked at the familiar name on the screen and felt a pang in her heart.
Sure enough, when I opened the door, the person outside looked travel-worn. It had rained that day, the air was damp, there were puddles on the road, and the rain was pattering against the window.
Su Mo's black coat was damp with tiny raindrops, her face was pale from the wind, but her lips were especially red.
As soon as Jiang Jianhuan opened the door, he pulled her into his arms. A chill instantly rushed in, and the next second, Su Mo wrapped her body, still in her pajamas, in a large coat. With a turn, her back was pressed against the door.
Su Mo lowered her head and kissed him without saying a word.
Finally, she was carried and laid down on the bed. By the time it was over, it was almost midnight. Jiang Jianhuan watched as Su Mo went back and forth, making sure the two of them took a shower, then brushed her teeth in the bathroom. After she came out, she didn't forget to go to the kitchen to pour her a glass of warm water.
Time has moved up another whole grid.
Jiang Jianhuan didn't even want to argue with him, so she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
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Faced with her resentful accusations, Su Mo stirred the steaming cold medicine in the bowl with a spoon, lowered her eyes and remained silent, her long eyelashes covering her clean and pretty face like a pair of delicate butterflies resting on it.
He looked like a child who had been scolded and wronged. Jiang Jianhuan felt as if he had punched cotton, and he felt short of breath and his chest tightened.
It feels like she's the one who bullied someone.
Neither of them spoke. After Su Mo finished drinking her medicine, she turned around and went back to her room.