Chapter 13 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“You’ll sleep better at night. Go to sleep.”

Fang Qing came up to him and urged him. She had the intention of nagging him if he didn’t sleep.

“Sister, you’ll get old if you nag too much.”

Fang An grunted with a smile. He cooperated well and returned to his room.

Before closing the door, Fang An grinned and gestured behind Fang Qing.

Fang Qing turned around and saw Xu Yi with a bag in his hand.

After handing it to her, Fang Qing realized that it was filled with daily necessities and pajamas. He had even prepared clothes for the next day.

Everything was ready.

Fang Qing was overwhelmed by the favor and warmth flowed in her heart. It felt really good to be remembered like this.

“Mr. Xu is really thoughtful in this regard. Thank you.”

Xu Yi did not look at her, but behind her. Fang An stuck out his tongue at the door, and only then did he completely shut the door.

Fang Qing suddenly reacted and immediately covered her mouth. “I’m sorry, I forgot.”

“Why don’t you just call me husband on any occasion? It’s just a form of address. What do you think?”

As Xu Yi spoke, his gaze met Fang Qing’s gaze. His eyes did not move, just as he said. It was just a form of address.

“Alright.”

Fang Qing lowered her head apologetically and nodded.

“Don’t be too formal. Treat it as your own home.” Xu Yi’s tone was gentle. Fang Qing’s cautiousness was seen by him.

After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment and reached out to pat her head. Then, he went to the study room.

When Fang Qing raised her head again, her face was red. She did not know what was wrong with her. After hearing these words, her heart palpitated and floated to the tip of her heart. It made her heart thump, and she wanted to jump out and shout!

Has this man really never been in a relationship?

Kill him by touching his head!

Fang Qing slapped her own face hard to calm herself down.

It was a trade!

Although he was really outstanding, gentle, and good to her and her younger brother, all of this was based on the fact that she was still useful!

Carrying the bag, Fang Qing went straight to her room and headed straight to the bathroom, ready to wash up.

A handful of cold water splashed onto her face, calming her down considerably.

She exhaled slowly, looking around at the spotless, simple yet extravagant decorations.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she was still as beautiful as ever without any makeup. She knew the advantages of her face, but it was a pity that she was born in the wrong place. In a place where money and status were the important things, beauty was just an accessory.

It would not be a sharp weapon that would allow her to stand firmly on her feet.