Chapter 1119 - 1119 1104 Extra Story Nineteen (5)

Chapter 1119: 1104, Extra Story Nineteen (5) Chapter 1119: 1104, Extra Story Nineteen (5) After a while, Maomao emerged in a different outfit.

Dressed in black, loose-fitting sportswear, she appeared even more slender and petite. She steadied herself against the wall, wobbling over.

A faint scent of brown sugar ginger tea wafted into her nostrils, causing Maomao to frown.

“Drink it up,” Jian Tianlin picked up the bowl from the table and handed it to her.

“Where did this come from?” Maomao asked, her face pale.

“Had the waiter bring it over, relax, it’s not poisoned,” Jian Tianlin joked.

Maomao rolled her eyes at him and gulped down the entire bowl of brown sugar ginger tea in a few swallows.

“Take this and go to bed,” Jian Tianlin picked up a hot water bottle from the sofa and placed it in her hands.

Maomao looked at the hot water bottle in her hands, her gaze bewildered, “Then where will you sleep?”

“Enough, I’ll sleep on the sofa, you hurry off to bed,” Jian Tianlin urged as he pushed her, “If you need anything, just call me.”

Lying in bed, Maomao watched the man turn off the light and leave; her pink lips struggled to form a light smile.

After a night of commotion, both had gone to bed late.

“Weird, where did he go?” Maomao scratched her head as she looked at the empty sofa.

Then, she turned and headed toward the bathroom.

The bathroom door was ajar; she didn’t think much and pushed it open.

“Ah!”

Almost simultaneously, a scream pierced the air.

“Why are you here?”

Maomao covered her eyes with one hand and pointed at the man across from her who was putting on his pants.

Jian Tianlin gave her a sidelong glance and calmly stepped his other leg into his pants, “Didn’t you just see? What’s wrong with me changing here?”

“Why didn’t you close the door when you’re changing clothes?” Maomao said, her face flushing red at the sound of rustling clothes, resembling a tomato.

As Jian Tianlin put on his shirt and started buttoning it up, he said, “Then why didn’t you knock before entering?”

“I, you…” Maomao was at a loss for words.

Not waiting for her retort, Jian Tianlin tapped her on the head lightly, “Hurry out, or you’re on your own for breakfast.”

Maomao lowered her hands, feeling her face burning hot.

It seemed that with just a blink, the image of the man’s strong, perfect physique would resurface in her mind.

His clearly defined abs,

And his tight V-lines…

Dead, dead, can’t think about this anymore.

She turned on the faucet and splashed her face with cold water.

By the time she came out, Jian Tianlin was already eating breakfast.

“Are you going out later?” Without mentioning the preceding incident, Maomao looked at him, all dressed and asked casually.

Jian Tianlin hummed softly, “I have a meeting later.”

Maomao responded with an “oh” and started on her own breakfast.

At that moment, the smartphone on the table began to buzz.

Jian Tianlin set down his coffee and reached for the phone, “Seventeen, why are you calling me so early?”

From the other end, Quan Tianqi fiddled with a pen, his lips curling into a smirk, “Bro, what time do you think it is? ‘Early’? Don’t tell me you just woke up.”

“Did you stay late at the Club last night?”

“You stood me up. Clubbing alone is no fun,” Jian Tianlin complained.

“I sent the contract for the cooperation we talked about the day before yesterday to your computer. Take a look when you have time,” Quan Tianqi said.

“Achoo—”

Maomao sneezed, cutely rubbing its nose.

Quan Tianqi listened sharply to the noise on the other end of the phone, that sound very much like a woman’s voice, “Tianlin, do you have someone there?”

Jian Tianlin inwardly cursed his luck, calmly hummed in acknowledgment, and changed the subject, “I’ll look at the contract later, I’ve got a meeting to attend to, going to hang up now.”

Despite his cool exterior out in the world, when it came to gossiping about his own family, he knew no limits.

“Wait a moment.” Brother by blood, he could guess what his younger brother was thinking the moment his tail twitched, and Quan Tianqi hurriedly called out.

Jian Tianlin, “Something else?”

“A woman?” Quan Tianqi asked bluntly.

Jian Tianlin was speechless, he knew he couldn’t escape his brother’s ears.

He glanced at Maomao across from him, who was happily eating breakfast, and his thin lips curved into a significant smile.

“It’s not.”

Felt somewhat prickly under his scrutinizing gaze, Maomao glared back defiantly, “What are you looking at?”

Her crisp voice, soft and sweet, drifted effortlessly into Quan Tianqi’s ears before Jian Tianlin could cover the phone.

“Tianlin, when did you start lying to me?” Quan Tianqi’s teasing voice echoed before Jian Tianlin could explain.

Jian Tianlin rubbed his forehead, now it was impossible to clear the air.

Resigned, he stated truthfully, “It’s Maomao.”

“Why would Maomao be there with you two…” Quan Tianqi paused halfway through his sentence, leaving the rest to the imagination.

“Stop there, close your wide-open train of thought,” Jian Tianlin said.

Quan Tianqi threw a straight ball, catching Jian Tianlin off guard, “Did you two stay together last night?”

“Seventeen, your name is Quan Tianqi, not Quan Gossip, OK?” Jian Tianlin’s eye twitched, “Nothing happened, I’m off to a meeting.”

Right after speaking, he hung up the phone.

He lifted his gaze to the person opposite him, Maomao, who was earnestly eating, looked up, and their eyes met in the air.

“Why are you staring at me?” Maomao asked blankly.

Jian Tianlin withdrew his gaze lightly, “Eat your breakfast.”

Maomao huffed, noticing him picking up his car keys to leave, she suddenly remembered something and pulled out a black card from her pocket.

“Here you go.”

Jian Tianlin glanced at it but didn’t take it, “Keep it with you for now, give it back to me when you leave.”

After speaking, he stepped out.

The day’s planned schedule had been thrown into disarray by Maomao’s antics, keeping Jian Tianlin so busy that he kept jumping from one meeting to the next, then off to inspect the company’s branch in Y Country, with a dinner appointment still waiting for him in the evening.

“CEO, tomorrow morning we have scheduled to discuss a partnership case with the head of the Dell family…” In the car, the assistant was driving while outlining the next day’s schedule.

Jian Tianlin pinched the bridge of his nose, gaze drifting out the window, his thoughts inadvertently returning to someone in the hotel.

By this time, she should already be asleep, right?

Past eleven, the door to the room was pushed open, Jian Tianlin tiptoed inside.

He stretched out his hand to press the wall switch, the wall lamp lit up, casting a soft glow.

Jian Tianlin took off his coat, and as he lifted his head, his gaze fell on the person curled up asleep on the sofa, and his cold eyes paused.

He walked over slowly, crouched down, and picked up the blanket that had fallen to the floor, covering her up, then he gently patted her fair little face.

“Maomao, wake up.”

“Stop it, I’m sleepy,” Maomao mumbled indistinctly, deep in sleep.

“Maomao, go back to bed, if you catch a cold, I won’t take care of you,” Jian Tianlin continued patting her face, unaware of the tenderness in his voice.

“So noisy.”

Maomao’s delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her soft little hand swatted at his face.