Chapter 37

37. You don’t think I like you, do you?Dial… Dial… Dial…

The drowsiness was suddenly interrupted by the sound of the phone ringing.

Su Zeheng, sitting in his seat, sleepily removed the newspaper from his face and answered the phone. “Hello?”

“Hugging Bear Breakfast Shop near the hospital.” The call immediately hung up, without any hesitation.

“Huh?” Su Zeheng was momentarily bewildered.

In the next second, he suddenly snapped back to reality. “Wen Han?!!!”

He quickly looked around and then grabbed his coat, rushing out in great urgency.

“What’s going on?!”

“Why is Old Su in such a hurry?”

“Probably chasing a girl.”

Members of the Light Magic Society exchanged glances, just about to lie down on the sofa and continue sleeping when Su Zeheng suddenly returned.

“What’s going on now?!”

“I forgot something!” As Su put on his coat, Su Zeheng rushed back to his desk, picked up what was under it, and headed out again.

…

“… Wen Han?”

At Hugging Bear Breakfast Shop near Jiege Hospital.

Holding a box, Su Zeheng walked in and saw Wen Han in the farthest corner at first glance.

She was holding an oil stick with one hand and drinking soy milk with the other.

Su Zeheng silently walked over and sat across from her.

“You came?” Wen Han continued eating, “Order whatever you want.”

“Trouble me with a cup of soy milk, some xiaolongbao, and three oil sticks… Oh, and two sesame balls, please!”

“Eating so much?” Wen Han glanced coldly, “No wonder you’re so tall, big guy!”

Su Zeheng laughed awkwardly and scratched the back of his head.

“Oh, right.” He suddenly remembered something and picked up the box in his hand. “This is for you.”

“?”

Wen Han put down her food and sized him up.

“Hey? Uncle, did you start giving gifts now?”

She couldn’t help but giggle and took the box, opening it.

What met her eyes was a pair of old shoes that seemed to be wet.

“? ” Wen Han was speechless for a moment, then suddenly frowned, “Wait! These are my shoes?”

“Yes, I simply cleaned them up. There are also your lipstick and some cosmetics I don’t recognize.”

Wen Han silently sized up Su Zeheng, randomly rummaged through the box, and found that they were indeed the things she had lost yesterday.

Phew! This means losing a bag, but that’s okay.

She nodded and suddenly looked flirtatious, “Thanks, Uncle!”

“It’s nothing.”

“Perfect, I can finally change out of these slippers.”

Wen Han slammed the box down, put the slippers inside, and put on her own shoes.

Only then did Su Zeheng notice she had been wearing slippers all along, and he couldn’t help but look at her in surprise.

“Feels better.” The soles weren’t wet, looks like the Uncle must have dried them, pretty comfortable.

Wen Han closed the box and looked up to see Su Zeheng staring at her.

She grinned, “Uncle, do you find my stockings sexy?”

“Uh…” Su Zeheng shook his head, “I wasn’t looking at your… stockings, I was looking at…”

“No need to explain, I understand men.” Wen Han giggled, “Just look openly! Like the uncle next door.”

She suddenly turned her head and sneered at the man at the next table, “Right, Uncle?”

The man coughed and spat out the soy milk in his mouth.

“Boss, keep the change!” He hurriedly left in a panic.

“Giggling…” Wen Han watched him, unable to stop laughing, “Still, Uncle, you have thick skin. Others would feel embarrassed, but you sit there calmly.”

She stretched her leg forward, “Want to look more?”

“… Stop it.” Su Zeheng’s Adam’s apple twitched slightly as he coughed awkwardly, “Why do you always tease me, Wen Han?”

“Because I find you cute.” Wen Han cupped her cheeks with both hands and blinked her big, watery eyes.

Who could resist?

Su Zeheng’s face reddened slightly, and he looked around nervously, “Don’t… Don’t do this.”

“Giggling! Uncle, you didn’t take it seriously, did you?”

“Uh… What?” Su Zeheng’s smile froze.

“I was just joking!” Wen Han rolled her eyes, “Uncle, don’t tell me you think I like you? How narcissistic can you be?! Girls won’t like someone like you!”

“I… I didn’t mean that.”

“Really?” Wen Han lowered her head dejectedly, “So you hate me? I’m so sad…”

“I don’t hate you! I just…” Su Zeheng stuttered a few times before helplessly spreading his hands, “Was that why you called me here, to play with me, little Wen Han?”

Wen Han narrowed her eyes, “Mainly because I missed you and wanted to see you.”

“…” Su Zeheng’s Adam’s apple twitched wildly, “Enough. I mean… that thing last night, you called me because of that, right?”

“Yes.” Wen Han suddenly regained her composure and resumed eating breakfast, “Tell me, who attacked me last night?”

Su Zeheng was puzzled, “You don’t know?… It was the Monster Alliance.”

Monster Alliance? Looks like Lin Wuju didn’t lie to me on this point.

“But how did my stuff end up in your hands, and how did you contact me so quickly last night?”

“These days, Star River City has become increasingly unstable.” Su Zeheng lowered his voice, thankful that no one else was around, “So we intensified our patrols. Last night, I sensed something abnormal and went over.”

“You went over?” Wen Han turned her eyes, “Did you save me?”

“… More or less.” Su Zeheng nodded, “I killed the killer who was under the influence of the Monster Alliance, but when I turned around, you were already gone. But at that time, I only guessed it was you after seeing your belongings.”

“Oh?”

So that’s how it was!

After I fainted, Su Zeheng killed the murderer, and Lin Wuju took me away.

So neither of them lied.

Their statements matched up, and Wen Han felt reassured, “What did you want to ask me last night?”

“Huh?” Su Zeheng was somewhat unaccustomed to this sudden straightforwardness, “What do you mean?”

Wen Han saw through him, “I repay kindness and revenge enmity. Since you saved me and helped me get my things, ask whatever you want.”

Su Zeheng suddenly understood, “How did you suddenly disappear last night?”

“Lin Wuju saved me.” Wen Han chewed on the oil stick and casually snatched a xiaolongbao from Su Zeheng, “That’s it, when I woke up, I was already in the hospital.”

“He?” Su Zeheng pondered, “Also, you and Qin Long…?”

“What about it?” Wen Han raised an eyebrow while biting into the xiaolongbao, “Are you jealous?”