Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot-Chapter 945 - 564: Difficult Pregnancy Classes—Did Xixi Really Take Action? (2)

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Meanwhile, on the other side

Ruan Mengxi hung up Tang Wan’s call and bought a lot of things to take home, even some slippers and towels, looking very much like someone choosing items for her husband, which delayed her quite a bit. When her car arrived at the community, it was already past eleven o’clock.

Her phone vibrated. She quickly put on her Bluetooth headset and pressed the answer button, "Hello, boss?"

"When are you coming back?"

"I’ve already arrived, just entering the basement now, I’ll be home in five or six minutes."

"Basement level two?"

"Yes."

"I’ll come to pick you up."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Ruan Mengxi was naturally delighted but couldn’t show it too clearly. Just as she was about to play hard to get, the call ended abruptly. After parking her car, she saw Qi Zeyan from a distance, wearing his dad’s pajamas and a mask, clearly worried about being recognized.

Ruan Mengxi was driving the company’s car, which Qi Zeyan recognized immediately and strode over.

"It’s so hot, you didn’t have to come down to get me." Although the basement was cooler than the surface during the midsummer season, it was still humid and stuffy.

"I’ve got nothing to do at home." Qi Zeyan skillfully opened the trunk and started taking out the items, a total of five big bags. Was there a sale at the supermarket today? Bought so many things?

"Boss, let me do it." Ruan Mengxi, used to being an assistant for a long time, habitually wanted to carry everything for him.

"It’s not work time now. If we walk together and I let you carry things, people will think I’m not much of a man." But with five large bags being too much, Qi Zeyan eventually handed her the lightest one, and they took the elevator upstairs.

Entering the elevator from the basement, it was just the two of them...

"Boss, how was your day at home?"

"It was alright." Qi Zeyan’s voice was somewhat muffled from behind the mask.

Who knows what he went through this morning...

When he got up, Ruan Mengxi had already gone out. There was breakfast on the table; he casually ate some, then lay down on the sofa for a while, suddenly feeling that life was comfortable and cozy, especially if he had a cup of coffee.

He searched the house, but there was only honey and some floral tea and tea leaves.

But he particularly wanted coffee right then, originally intending to order delivery, but found he couldn’t specify the address correctly. He only vaguely remembered the building number of Ruan Mengxi’s home, but was unclear about the apartment unit and door number.

By now, Ruan Mengxi was certainly at the hospital dealing with his grandfather, and he didn’t dare call her.

Hesitating, he decided to go out to buy a cup and take a walk, soothe his cravings.

But then a tragedy occurred...

Too lazy to change, he went out in pajamas, ruffled his hair down, put on a mask, and left.

Anyone who saw him would probably not have guessed it was the usually impeccably styled, constantly sporting the young rich man’s look, Qi Zeyan.

When he returned home with his coffee, he discovered that you needed to swipe a card to take the elevator upstairs, though not to go downstairs, but a user-specific card was required to go up. Luckily, the administrator saw him coming out of the elevator and helped swipe the card for him, but when he reached the door, he found he couldn’t get in.

His home had a fingerprint password lock, so he was accustomed to not carrying keys when going out, but at Ruan Mengxi’s place...

A key was needed!

And he... didn’t have it!

Being prideful, he couldn’t possibly call Ruan Mengxi to tell her he’d locked himself out, right? That would be too embarrassing!

He sipped his coffee, damn it, it was bitter.

If Ruan Mengxi came back a little earlier, she’d find her boss, dressed in pajama shorts, looking like a little old man squatting by the door, playing on his phone.

...

At that moment, the two of them were taking the elevator upstairs. As it passed one floor, it was noon and a lot of people suddenly flooded in. Ruan Mengxi instinctively wanted to help shield him, with Qi Zeyan carrying things in both hands already inconvenienced, he could only watch as she moved to cover him immediately.

"Excuse me, please move in a bit." A woman pushing a stroller attempted to enter, causing everyone to start retreating.

But there was no way back for Ruan Mengxi, the space between her and Qi Zeyan, originally with a little distance, suddenly disappeared as she lost her footing and her shoulder pressed against his chest.

Just for a brief moment...

She seemed to feel Qi Zeyan’s chin slide over the top of her head.

Her back was almost pressed against him, Qi Zeyan frowned slightly, but behind him was the cold metal wall, unable to move.

It was midsummer right then and although Ruan Mengxi dressed conservatively, from his angle, he could vaguely see her delicate collarbone, her fair neck adorned with a platinum necklace, the fine chain trailing down, disappearing into the neckline...