Chapter 91: Chapter 91
Before Shen Jue could answer, Lin Bufan was already guessing to himself, "I do know one person who says good morning and good night to you every day—isn’t it Miss Rong Qingqing? But Miss Rong Qingqing definitely can’t have a secret crush on you, boss. She’s in love with that heartbreaker Shen Xingwei."
Shen Jue’s face suddenly darkened.
He glanced at Lin Bufan, "Are you sure Rong Qingqing still likes Shen Xingwei?"
"She used to like him so much; how could she just stop liking him in a few days?" Lin Bufan replied as if it was obvious.
"Unless she’s blind, she’d stop liking him. What’s wrong with that?" Shen Jue said indifferently, "Not liking Shen Xingwei is the choice Rong Qingqing should make."
"Boss, you’ve never liked anyone, so you obviously don’t know. Liking someone is beyond your control; it’s not something you can just stop because you say so. If you could, you never really liked them in the first place; it was just pretend."
Lin Bufan pouted, feeling aggrieved, "I once had an unrequited crush on the class beauty; I know what liking someone means."
"Lin Bufan, get out." Shen Jue lowered his gaze.
Confused, Lin Bufan touched the tip of his nose. He didn’t understand what had upset his boss again, but worried that if he stayed, his bonus for this month wouldn’t be enough to deduct, so he quickly left.
Regarding Lin Bufan’s long speech earlier, Shen Jue couldn’t agree with a single word.
A smart person who isn’t blind knows what choice to make; how could Rong Qingqing not know?
The heart is within you; how could you claim it’s beyond your control?
Like him, when he decided he didn’t like Rong Jiaojiao, he didn’t like her.
He says what he means.
When he says he doesn’t like Rong Qingqing, he can continue not to like her.
Such a simple thing, could it be that Rong Qingqing can’t do it?
As long as Rong Qingqing has a brain and eyes and is a person, she wouldn’t possibly continue to like Shen Xingwei.
Rong Qingqing didn’t know that because of her, Lin Bufan and his boss had their first disagreement. After a debate, Lin Bufan proudly admitted defeat, beaten down by his precarious bonus.
Rong Qingqing didn’t sleep well the whole night.
It wasn’t that the big bed wasn’t soft enough.
Not that the air conditioning wasn’t comfortable enough.
It was Shen Qiao’s incredible sleeping posture.
Rong Qingqing was tormented by Shen Qiao all night and finally decided to hold her pillow and move to the couch outside at dawn.
Rong Qingqing swore, even if Shen Qiao begged her crying next time, she wouldn’t sleep in the same bed as Shen Qiao.
The next morning, Shen Qiao got up to go downstairs for breakfast and then came back upstairs to pack her school bag. Rong Qingqing stayed on the couch, not moving an inch.
Only then did Shen Qiao feel a bit guilty about her sleeping posture and left a note for Rong Qingqing before tiptoeing out of the room.
Rong Qingqing woke up to find it was already past nine. She got up painfully, sat there in a daze for a moment before picking up the note on the table to take a glance.
Shen Qiao said she would stay over again tonight but asked Rong Qingqing to tell the front desk to change to a two-bed suite.
Rong Qingqing glanced at it, crumpled the note into a ball, threw it into the wastebasket, then washed up, put on makeup, changed into clean clothes, and without even eating breakfast, drove straight back to Shen Manor.
Guo Lan and Nanny Zhao were not home; Shen Jue and Lin Bufan were in the living room. When Rong Qingqing entered, their conversation stopped.
"Good morning," Rong Qingqing waved to them.
Shen Jue responded fluidly and then turned his attention away.