Chapter 394: His Likes Are All Fake
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The name Qing Chuan made An Nuo recall the other party not long after.
But…
An Nuo glanced at the time and frowned in confusion. She didn’t understand why Qing Chuan was calling her at this time.
“Can I help you?” she asked.
An Nuo’s tone was light. It was undeniable that when she heard Qing Chuan call her, she subconsciously felt excited.
However, she immediately calmed down. Her joy only lasted for a moment before An Nuo understood that she didn’t like Qing Chuan anymore.
“I just wanted to ask how you’ve been recently…” Qing Chuan said dryly.
This was the first time he took the initiative to woo somebody. Qing Chuan didn’t want to awkwardly admit that he had paid attention to An Nuo, so his words were a little vague.
Knowing that he was not looking for her for something important, An Nuo immediately relaxed. At the same time, she couldn’t help but feel a little uncomfortable that Qing Chuan had woken her up at this time.
Hearing no movement on the other end of the phone, Qing Chuan pursed his lips and thought about the topic in his mind. He also realized that An Nuo didn’t seem to be as happy as he had imagined.
“I wanted to talk to you after cla.s.s today, but unfortunately, you seem to be very busy and left a little quickly.” Qing Chuan could only change the topic.
“Have you been very busy recently?”
“Yes, I have things to do.” An Nuo brushed past.
Qing Chuan was not familiar with her, so An Nuo didn’t think there was a need for her to explain her schedule.
An Nuo frowned. “You’re calling me at this time? Won’t it be busy at the bar?”
“It’s alright.” Qing Chuan didn’t say much.
However, from his answer, An Nuo still found out that Qing Chuan was still working on the “part-time job” she had seen him at previously.
Just thinking about that scene at that time made An Nuo feel a little disgusted.
“…No matter how busy you are with work, you have to take care of your health.”
Qing Chuan showed his concern gently.
Unfortunately… An Nuo glanced at the time and really felt that Qing Chuan’s words were not very convincing.
“Okay,” An Nuo replied casually and simply got off the bed to find a facial mask.
After being woken up by Qing Chuan, she really didn’t feel sleepy anymore. She couldn’t return to her sleep that had been forcefully interrupted and An Nuo was forced to wake up.
Qing Chuan listened to the commotion on her side. “Are you busy again? I won’t disturb you anymore, right?”
Although he said that, Qing Chuan couldn’t bear to end the call.
The talk that he had finally gotten was cut off after saying a few words to An
Nuo, making Qing Chuan feel a little uncomfortable. However, what he cared about the most was An Nuo’s completely indifferent and cold att.i.tude from when she liked him previously.
He was good at observing people’s expressions to begin with. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have used his advantage to work part-time at the bar. Now that he heard movement from An Nuo, he simply took the initiative to end the call.
He understood this principle very well.
“Sure, bye.” An Nuo ended the call.
She was not interested in Qing Chuan and her reaction to this call was average.
Little did she know that Qing Chuan was secretly happy on the other side and
felt that their relationship had become closer.
After ending the call, An Nuo raised her hand and turned off the bedside lamp. She turned on the light in the room and walked towards the living room. In the end, when she turned to the door and saw Murong Qiao’s room, she realized that the light was still on.
She was still awake?
An Nuo thought for a moment and went to wash up first. Then, she pushed open Murong Qiao’s door and climbed onto the soft bed, leaning against Murong Qiao.
“You’re still writing so late?” An Nuo leaned against her.
Murong Qiao held the laptop and typed. “I’m fine. I just can’t sleep.” After a busy day, logically speaking, Murong Qiao should have a good sleep.
However, after lying on the bed and saying goodnight to Huo Yichen, she tossed and turned without feeling sleepy at all. She simply got up from the bed and started writing.
“Did you have a nightmare?” She freed her hand to touch An Nuo’s head.
An Nuo closed her eyes slightly and held Murong Qiao’s arm, feeling strangely calmer.
Murong Qiao didn’t turn on the overhead light, leaving only a warm little lamp at the head of the bed glowing, illuminating this small s.p.a.ce and dyeing it with a warm and peaceful atmosphere.
When An Nuo heard Murong Qiao’s gentle question, she thought for a while
and shook her head in denial.
“No,” she replied softly, afraid that she would interrupt Murong Qiao’s writing.
She recalled the call just now. “It’s Qing Chuan. He called me.”
Murong Qiao’s fingers on the keyboard paused. “Qing Chuan?
■■The boy who 1 brought you to the bar to see previously,” An Nuo added.
If not for this reminder, Murong Qiao almost couldn’t remember who the other party was.
She thought for a while before picking out Qing Chuan from her useless memories.
“He called you in the middle of the night?” Murong Qiao didn’t understand.
“Why so late?”
The last time the two of them went to the bar, they had already seen clearly what kind of person Qing Chuan was.
At that time, Qing Chuan, who disdained An Nuo and even mingled in bars, had already exposed his personality clearly in Murong Qiao’s eyes.
As long as he could earn money, he could do anything. Being a sugar boy was the norm. There was no bottom line. Everyone used all their conditions to gam benefits.
Murong Qiao slowed down her typing speed and thought about what he was thinking about An Nuo.
Even if he had any difficulties, the behavior he displayed was still repulsive.
There were many ways to earn money, but people had to have their own bottom line.
“He probably saw that I was popular, so he suddenly realized that he liked me?” An Nuo said half-jokingly.
As soon as she said this, An Nuo’s heart rippled slightly.
Perhaps people would always have regrets and emotions about what they could not obtain. They would think of a better possibility.
Qing Chuan’s call was like a stone thrown into An Nuo’s heart, causing countless waves.
However, Murong Qiao thought that An Nuo was going to make a mistake again. She closed her laptop and turned to hold An Nuo’s hand, planning to break the situation down for her.
“If he really liked you, he wouldn’t have called you in the middle of the night.
He also wouldn’t have suddenly realized that he liked you, especially after you didn’t go to school for a few months.
If he really likes you, he wouldn’t have waited until now to call you and tell you. What kind of good person calls in the middle of the night?
“If you really like a girl, you’ll send a message to her at a proper time, not in the middle of the night.” Murong Qiao pointed out the truth.
She was different from An Nuo. The onlookers could always see the situation more clearly.
in Murong Qiao’s eyes, Qing Chuan’s thoughts could not be clearer.
“Besides, the fact that he called at this time means that he hasn’t quit his part-time job at the bar, right?” Murong Qiao said again.
Her tone was so firm that An Nuo stopped talking.
Especially when Murong Qiao emphasized the word “part-time”.
The two of them actually understood in an unspoken mutual understanding how Qing Chuan’s “part-time job” income came about. Just based on this alone, Qing Chuan was not worthy of Murong Qiao’s attention.
Murong Qiao looked at An Nuo and softened her voice. “Do you think he can’t sense that you’ve been leaning towards him previously?
“Then why did he ignore you previously?” The last question made An Nuo even more speechless.
She was silent for a moment before she found her voice. “He’s very busy.”
Her dry words did not achieve any effect at all.
“Busy?” Murong Qiao smiled.. “Busy flirting with other rich women?”