mousepad-d2 Chapter 158
Chapter 158
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Jian Ting and Qiao Mujun worked together to help Jiang Chen to the side of the sofa.
Drunk people let themselves slump on soft sofas as soon as they touched them.
Qiao Mujun just wanted to help the person on the sofa slip his shoes, but he didn't move.
With Jane listening, what's the matter with her, Qiao Mujun?
She is carrying a keychain now, and she just feels that there is no place for a single dog here.
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Jane listened to help Jiang Chen, who was lying on the sofa, drag his high heels.
Fortunately, these two people supported him all the way back without spraining his feet.
Jiang Chen's face was flushed, there was still a little sweat on his forehead, and his frowning brows could not be relaxed.
Jane Ting's heart tightened, and the movement of reaching out her hand became extremely cautious.
She brushed the hair from the other side's forehead to her ears, and unconsciously bit her lower lip tightly, feeling more worried in her heart.
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"What about you, Mu Jun? Are you not drunk?"
Jane Ting planned to go to the kitchen to make some hangover soup, but when she turned around, she realized that Qiao Mujun was still there.
"Oh me, I don't drink much. And I'm never drunk."
Director Qiao, who was fearful at the wine table, shrank into a quail when facing Jane Ting,
"Then what, Jane, I have to get up early tomorrow because I have something to do, so I'll go back first?"
"Oh, okay, I'll see you off."
"No, no, you should stay here and take care of Ah Chen."
Before the elevator closed, Qiao Mujun pressed the door open button,
"By the way, Jane listen?
"what?"
"If Ah Chen feels uncomfortable in a while, you can call Wen Yang. She will tell you what to do."
Strange name?
Jane Ting's eyes trembled a little, and she was about to speak, but the other party didn't give her a chance.
"Oh, that's right. Don't get me wrong. Wen Yang is just Ah Chen's life assistant, she just knows a little more about pediatrics than us."
Jane nodded,
"I see. I'll call her if I need to."
Maybe it was because both of them were impatient, and neither of them realized that Jane Ting had no way of knowing Wen Yang's mobile phone number.
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The soup pot in the kitchen is inseparable from people, so Jane Ting can only stay in the kitchen, watching the hangover soup while paying attention to the movement in the living room.
Fortunately, the person on the sofa seemed to be a kid with a good wine taste. After a while, Jiang Chen didn't make a sound.
Jane Ting filled a bowl of hangover soup and brought it to the tea table, sat cross-legged on the carpet and waited.
Listening to the other party's regular breathing, she was reluctant to wake up.
She resigned herself to her fate and got up, so she could only let the sober soup cool down.
If the bedroom is on the first floor, maybe Jane Ting will still want to work hard to make this drunk kid sleep comfortably on her own bed.
But because of the stairs, and because the master bedroom and the guest room are on the second floor, she could only choose to give up this idea.
She went upstairs resignedly, intending to get a quilt down.
When I walked to the door of the master bedroom, I suddenly remembered that I didn't know the password.
Jane paused in front of the coded door of the master bedroom, dazed for a while before turning to the next room.
He took the quilt from his own bed and went back to the living room, carefully covering Jiang Chen's body.
She subconsciously sat on the carpet next to the sofa, and Jiang Chen's eyes were close at hand.
Those who have not drunk, at this moment, are actually a little drunk.
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Maybe it was because Jane Ting's gaze was too hot, the person on the sofa suddenly coughed.
Jiang Chen opened his eyes, but the next moment he closed them again due to the pain from the alcohol.
Hearing her forbearance humming, Jane couldn't have any other emotions in her heart.
She propped herself up and squeezed on the edge of the sofa, massaging Jiang Chen's temples on both sides with both hands.
I just hope this can ease the discomfort of the other party.
"Are you okay? Is your head hurting?"
Concern slipped out of his mouth so easily.
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Jiang Chen was really drunk.
If she hadn't been drunk, she wouldn't have pushed away these pain-relieving hands suddenly.
she cried,
"who are you?"
When she is sober, she will not fail to recognize Jane Ting.
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Jane was about to be laughed out of anger.
She now wants to take back the judgment she made in the kitchen just now.
Where is the fuel-efficient lamp for this drunk kid?
It's her best to turn face and deny people.
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"What are you laughing at? Who are you? Why are you at my house?"
Jiang Chen was so drunk that his eyes opened and closed, the world in front of him was spinning.
She shook her head hard, but the person sitting beside her was still blurred.
Jane watched her move a little funny.
Do you want to answer the drunkard's question seriously?
It was during the hesitation that the drunk man on the sofa got the strength from nowhere, turned over in an instant, stood up and rushed towards her.
Before Jane could respond, Jiang Chen knocked to the ground.
"Deng", a muffled sound.
It hurts to hear.
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"Are you all right?"
Jane Ting hurriedly knelt on the ground, trying to check the other party's injury.
But the drunk who worried her would never let her touch him.
"Who are you? Why are you at my house? Woooooo~~~"
Well, even with the voice, there was only grievance left.
Jane is not in the mood to be funny right now.
My whole heart was pulled up.
She only thought that the drunk man in her arms could wake up a little bit, so that she could check if the other party's knee was injured...
"I'm Jane Ting. Don't touch the kid, let me see if you're knocking?"
Perhaps it was the anxiety in Jane's voice that played a role, and the drunk who was twitching his hands and feet finally stopped tossing.
Jiang Chen left Jane Ting's embrace, and leaned against the armrest of the sofa, seemingly unsure,
"Are you Jane listening?"
"Well, I'm Jane Ting."
Jane was convinced.
To have to prove to a drunk one day that she is herself?
Jiang Chen really made her lose her temper at all.
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"..."
Jane didn't understand anything.
what happened?
How do you admit that you are yourself and still make people quiet?
There was silence in the living room for a while, and the only drunk looked up at the ceiling, then groped back to the sofa.
At the end, I also know to pull the quilt for myself.
"Oh. Liar."
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Jane Ting didn't intend to dwell on this meaningless question.
She lifted a corner of the quilt and pulled up Jiang Chen's trouser legs as carefully as possible.
What catches the eye is a red mark.
Fortunately, it is fortunate that there is a wool blanket as a cushion, otherwise I am afraid it will be bruised.
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"You're not her, I know that."
The drunkard made no move to refuse Jane’s listening.
Drunk is drunk, but someone moved her pants just now, she can still feel it.
"Why am I not her?"
Jane Ting sat back on the sofa.
She was afraid that if she didn't respond to the drunkard, something bad would happen in a while.
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"...This is China, she is in England, how could you be her?"
Jane paused, but couldn't say any rebuttal words for a while.
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"But you do look like her. You also have a special scent about you."
Jiang Chen turned around unconsciously, pillowed on Jane Ting's lap, and nestled into Jane Ting's abdomen.
She rested her head on the top of the sofa, breathing back and forth through Jane's shirt through the tip of her nose.
"That's the smell, the smell of Jane Ting."
The person in the arms is still murmuring how similar the fragrance is, but the person sitting there is extremely complicated.
Jane didn't know how to let it go.
She could clearly feel the light breath on the abdomen.
Gently, through the silk material, it hit her abdomen, and hit her heart.
In that instant, even the palms of her hands turned pink.
She raised her hand, not knowing where to put it.
In the end, I could only hook the hair end of the other party farthest away from me, tightening and loosening.
She was thinking about how to speak, but felt something wet her clothes.
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Jane Ting hurriedly lowered her head, but the person in her arms was buried in her abdomen.
"Are you crying?"
"What's the matter, kid?"
Although the person in her arms was quite drunk, and although the emotion might not be real pain, Jane Ting just couldn't see the other party's unhappy appearance.
Can't see the other party's tears, not even a little bit.
She didn't hesitate any more, and shouted hard at the person in her arms, determined to pull Jiang Chen out of her arms.
But the other party hugged her so tightly that she couldn't take advantage of any loopholes.
However, when he wiped Jiang Chen's face, he took away a hand of tears.
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"What's the matter?"
Jane panicked, what could be more difficult than communicating with an unconscious person?
She could only think, did the other party hurt too much just now?
She was so anxious that she wanted to leave the sofa to get the mobile phone on the coffee table.
She has to call an ambulance.
But Jiang Chen didn't give her a chance.
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"...Why haven't you come back yet?"
"……I miss you so much."
"……never mind."
"The UK should be more suitable for you. If you don't come back, don't come back."
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At this moment, Jane Ting suddenly felt that the person who needed to call an ambulance might be herself.
Otherwise, how could her heart be in such pain?
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After mumbling these few words, his breathing gradually became steady, and Jiang Chen fell into a lethargic sleep.
But Jane Ting has been staring at an unknown place on the TV, her mind turning a thousand times.
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Xu felt that this position was uncomfortable, so Jiang Chen turned over and left Jane Ting's calf, and lay his pillow on the sofa.
Jane heard the opportunity, and went upstairs to fetch another pillow.
He lifted her head and put her on the cushion again.
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The phone rang suddenly, and before Jiang Chen realized it, Jane heard it right and pressed the answer button.
It was only after answering that I felt strange that this was not my mobile phone.
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"Boss, are you okay?"
Perhaps it was this title that brought Jane back to her senses. She took down her phone and glanced at the name on the screen: Wen Yang.
She suddenly remembered that Wen Yang was the life assistant Qiao Mujun had mentioned.
"Hi, I'm not Jiang Chen."
Wen Yang was startled.
Someone at Jiang Chen's house in the middle of the night?
"Then who are you?"
Wen Yang did not forget Director Qiao's entrustment.
After leaving Jiang Chen's house, Qiao Mujun remembered that he forgot to tell Jane to listen to Wen Yang's call.
In order to avoid disturbing the two people in the room, she had no choice but to turn her head and ask Wen Yang to pay more attention.
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"Maybe your surname is Jane? Are you Jane Ting?"
Wen Yang didn't know where he got the inspiration from, so he sent a question first when Jane Ting was thinking about how to reply her.
"Yes, I am Jane Ting."
Jane Ting had never had contact with Jiang Chen's assistant before, and she had never met face to face, let alone a conversation?
But where did the other party get the intuition to recognize it as hers?
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"Hello, Miss Jane. I heard Director Qiao mentioned you, and she said that you are now with my boss."
Only Wen Yang knew that he was lying.
She was inexplicably familiar with Jane's voice, and it was this unusually familiar feeling that prompted her to recognize the voice.
Where did Qiao Mujun tell her?
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"Director Qiao asked me to see if the boss is not feeling well?"
"She's sleeping now... She's in a much better state than before, she should just be drunk."
"Okay, that's good, thank you."
"It's okay, it was originally..."
Jane was a little dazed, what did she want to answer?
This was originally my business?
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Jane Ting spent the night with Jiang Chen in the living room.
She didn't leave the living room to change clothes in the bedroom until the room was brightly lit.
After a night of ups and downs, the clothes on my body are too wrinkled, doesn't it look like someone who just woke up would wear them?
Dressed neatly, when passing by Jiang Chen's room, Jane Ting suddenly stopped at the door.
She was nervous, but she had never felt so confident.
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The combination lock on the door is six digits.
Jane Ting reached out and pressed six buttons.
"di"
The door opened.
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“9、1、0、4、1、7”
Jane listened to her birthday.
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She did not enter the house.
He just reached out and closed the door again, just like it was when it was not opened.
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And at the same time as the automatic locking sound fell, were her tears.
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