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Chapter 882 - She Really Wanted To Return To Her Room



Chapter 882: She Really Wanted To Return To Her Room

Guilty... Ye Jian didn’t know why she felt guilty either.

When she saw someone familiar, she would remember that she was holding Xia Jinyuan’s military attire. She would remember that she was hiding an adult in her room and would feel... “Ding...”

The elevator door opened. Ye Jian, who had not finished her thoughts, raised her eyes abruptly in fright. She watched as the elevator door opened slowly and a few young men from the third year walked in while laughing and chatting with one another.

“Hey, isn’t this Ye Jian? Why are you up so early?” The young men didn’t enter immediately. Instead, they used their hands to block the elevator door. “The breakfast is not bad. It’s much better than the ones we have in school. The pastry chefs they invited from Harbour City are not bad. The cakes they baked were delicious.”

They didn’t notice that the elevator came from below so they thought that Ye Jian woke up early to have breakfast. They introduced the breakfast enthusiastically. “The crystal dumplings are not bad. It’s translucent and there are some fillings inside. We ate so many of it until we felt embarrassed.”

“The char siew buns are not bad too. You can try it.”

At first, Ye Jian didn’t plan to come out. But, she was frightened by her seniors so she stepped out of the elevator and smiled at her seniors. “Thank you. I will try them later.”

It was only 7.14 am. The third-year students really did wake up early. They had even finished their breakfast...

She maintained the smile on her face as she hurriedly walked away. She felt guilty... even if she was just holding a military attire, she felt guilty!

Whenever she remembered that Xia Jinyuan was sleeping in her room... she would feel guilty.

Some students were already awake. What if they went to knock on her room? What if... Xia Jinyuan opened the door in his bathrobe? What if...

Thinking of all these what-ifs, the always calm Ye Jian noticed that her breaths had gotten shorter.

She started walking faster and faster. If Xia Jinyuan opened the door while wearing his bathrobe... she wouldn’t know how to solve the situation at that time!

But, she still had to bring some breakfast back. She needed to eat and Xia Jinyuan needed to eat too.

She should take some food that could be eaten warm. Cakes were fine but she would pass on the crystal dumpling. The skin would turn hard when it became cold. The rice cake was good too. It was easy to digest.

She would get a portion of porridge too. How about plain porridge? It could be eaten when cold. When they were soldiers, they would even eat raw snake meat when they were hungry.

Ye Jian carried the two servings of breakfast and entered the elevator. She prayed that she wouldn’t meet any more students. She hoped that she could return to her room smoothly.

In the elevator, Mother Yang was talking to a few of her relatives. “There’s no need to go out for lunch. You can come to my house. Tinglan will bring Angel to my house after she fetches her from the airport. As her Aunt, I haven’t seen Angel for many years.”

“Let’s eat some breakfast first. After some time, Hengheng’s classmates should have all woken up. Let’s go and eat first so that we won’t make the students feel uncomfortable when they see us there.”

As the elevator beside her opened, Ye Jian saw Mother Yang walking out. Her eyelids twitched slightly.

What you’re afraid of always happens.

On the other hand, Mother Yang was thrilled to see Ye Jian, especially when she saw Ye Jian wearing the bohemian long dress. Her eyes were smiling and she laughed as she said, “Good morning, Little Ye. You’re beautiful today. Auntie almost didn’t recognize you.”

Then, she asked her relatives, “Don’t you think that she’s prettier today? The same person wearing the school uniform and the long dress but I still prefer it when Little Ye wears a long dress. It caught me by surprise.”


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