She froze in place, tears welling up in her eyes.
"No... It's not like that... You obviously have feelings for me too... You lied, you lied!"
She obviously forced him to give the answer.
But she didn't want to accept it.
Han Yuexiu looked at her, stretched out his hand to rub the top of her head and said, "Go back and have a good sleep. Don't think about these messy things. You will forget them after a while."
Han Qiqing slapped his hand away.
She stared at him angrily, "Don't treat me like a child! I'm serious. I like you seriously. I'm 100% serious!"
This is no mess.
How could he use such words to describe her feelings for him
She felt so sad.
He treated her like a child playing house, but he couldn't see that she was so serious.
Han Yuexiu grabbed her hand and pulled her to the door.
Han Qiqing was still expressing her feelings, "Brother, believe me, I am serious, I am not joking..."
He didn't seem to care what she said at all, he just took her out the door and said softly, "Go back and think it over carefully, don't say such nonsense again."
After saying that, he closed the door, blocking her out.
Han Qiqing looked at the door panel sadly.
She didn't know if he really thought her liking her was a joke, or if he was just using this excuse to escape.
Her mind was confused.
She patted the door and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Brother."
He didn't answer.
Han Qiqing cried with grievance, "Whether you believe it or not, I am serious. I know exactly what I am doing."
There was no movement on the other side of the door.
After a while.
Han Qiqing was still at her wits end. She glanced at the door stubbornly and turned to leave.
And at this time.
The other side of the door. Han Yue's slender figure leaned against the door panel.
He held his head high and closed his eyes tightly.
…
The next day.
Xia Yuling got up very early today. She had been flying back and forth to different cities abroad in the past few months. In the past few days after returning, she finally got back the jet lag.
As soon as she got downstairs, she heard her daughter's sweet voice calling, "Mommy~"
Xia Yuling looked over with a smile, "Xiao Qiqing, why did you get up so early today?"
Han Qiqing was standing at the door of the kitchen, still wearing an apron in front of her, holding up a spatula and asking her mother, "Mommy, what do you want for breakfast? I'll make it for you."
Xia Yuling was surprised, "Are you making breakfast today?"
Of course she knew that her daughter knew how to cook, but her precious daughter wasn't just going to cook for just anyone.
Even as a mother, she has only tasted her daughter's cooking two or three times.
Of course, part of the reason is that she's away from home for half the year.
Han Qiqing glanced at the time and urged her, "Hurry up!"
Xia Yuling looked at the breakfast on the table and said, "You have done so much, this is enough."
The table is full of steaming breakfast, which makes people want to eat just looking at it.
She approached the table, smelled the aroma, and suddenly felt hungry.
Behind him, Father Han's voice came.
"Eh? Is Qiqing the chef today?"
Han Qiqing smiled brightly, "Yes, Daddy, come here quickly. Breakfast has just been prepared. By the way, where is my brother?"
Father Han responded casually, "Maybe he's not awake yet."
Han Yuexiu is usually the first to get up. At this point, he should go downstairs to have breakfast.
Before Han's father could feel strange, Han Qiqing took off her apron.
"Then I'll call my brother. Mom and dad, you guys eat first."
With that said, she walked quickly upstairs.
(End of chapter)