On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

Chapter 144 This porridge is especially delicious

It was already quite late when we got home in the evening. Everyone in the old house was elderly, and they usually had gone to bed for a while by this time.

Chen Qian didn't turn on the lights. He tiptoed like a thief, climbed up the stairs lightly, and went back to his room.

Only when he reached the door of the room did he realize something was wrong.

The floor beneath his feet was illuminated by a ray of light coming through the crack in the door. In the darkness, Chen Qian, who only relied on muscle memory and the screen of his mobile phone to find his way, was particularly conspicuous.

Who could it be? Zhongyi?

He guessed and opened his door.

A tall man in a suit stood in the room brightly lit by the ceiling light.

He was standing in front of the desk, his back to the door, looking at something in his hand.

"Brother? What are you doing in my room?" Chen Qian quietly closed the door and walked to Chen Tian's side. "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Nothing..." Chen Tiancai noticed his presence and was at a loss for a few seconds, then he returned to his original calm demeanor.

"What are you looking at so intently? You didn't even notice I was back." Chen Qian curiously leaned over to look at what he was holding. It was one of the two photo frames he had originally put away in the drawer.

Not the family photo.

"The drawer was not closed when you went out." Chen Tian naturally put the photo frame back into the drawer, and then closed the drawer for Chen Qian.

"Really? I must have forgotten because I was in such a hurry." Chen Qian didn't care. He turned around and took two steps, then suddenly fell into the soft quilt. "It's so late, brother, aren't you going back to sleep?"

"Are you sleepy?" Chen Tian took off his coat and hung it on the back of the chair, then sat on it himself, crossed his legs and hugged his chest, looking very intimidating.

"It's okay, I'm not too sleepy. I still have the energy to chat with you." Chen Qian got up quickly and sat upright on the bed like a clock.

"Do you blame me?"

"What?" Chen Qian was stunned for a moment, "Of course not, you are my brother, what are you talking about!"

"I'll send you to Chi Mu's hands and make sure you can't come back from abroad." Chen Tian's eyes didn't know where to look. "Of course, you can come back on your own, that's amazing."

"Brother, there's something else you're saying." Chen Qian scratched his head awkwardly.

"...One more question, do you blame him?"

“Brother…you—”

Chen Tian sighed and shook his head as he watched him hesitate. He said, "Forget it. You don't have to tell me now. The situation is pretty good right now, and you're safe. I'm not in a hurry to know the answer."

Then, without waiting for Chen Qian to say anything, he stood up with his coat, left a message "Go to bed early", and left Chen Qian's room without looking back.

The door opened and closed, and the room returned to silence.

……

Chen Qian, who had been very calm since returning, rarely suffered from insomnia.

But it's fatal just once.

When he came downstairs to have breakfast, he looked haggard and had dark circles under his eyes, which made Ms. Wen feel distressed.

Auntie also came over, not knowing whether she was comforting Chen Qian or her sisters-in-law, "Oh, it's okay. Auntie will make some medicinal food for Qianqian later to nourish her."

"Yes, yes, it's okay. I'll go back and catch up after breakfast." Chen Qian drank the porridge obediently, happily enjoying the care and love of the two ladies who had returned to him.

"Xiao Zhong too, let's eat together in the evening. It's not good for your health for the two of you to squat in the study together every day without even getting any sun." The care was short-lived and soon returned to the good boy Zhong Yi.

"Okay Auntie, by the way, this porridge is really delicious."

Such timely compliments obviously pleased the mother. Ms. Wen smiled so brightly that her teeth showed. "If it tastes good, drink more. Come, auntie will help you get some more!"

Seeing this, Chen Qian felt a little jealous. He curled his lips, shook his head restlessly, and the spoon in his hand clanged loudly. He muttered to himself: "Okay, Auntie, this porridge is really delicious."

He successfully earned Ms. Wen's furious slap and Zhong Yi's cold glance.

Thanks, honestly.

Chen Qian slept until before dinner, just when the sun was setting.

I missed lunch because I slept too deeply, and my aunt and mother kept nagging me for a long time.

After finally escaping the nagging of the two, Chen Qianshu comfortably nestled into the sofa, with Zhong Yi buried in a book beside him.

"We're leaving next week." Zhong Yi rarely looked up from his book to look at him.

Upon hearing this, Chen Qian hurriedly began to check his schedule. He said in surprise, "So soon? Was the time we set so close?"

"Get ready early." Zhong Yi had long been accustomed to his occasional unreliable behavior. He reminded him and stopped talking to him.

He was left alone to think about how much he had not done so far.