Mister Li, the Heart Bandit

Chapter 120: Why are You Here, Doctor Jiang?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Lu Xiao’s face went pale white. Gulping forcefully, she nodded even as she shuddered.

Ji Weixi looked up at the man who resembled a god, and actually felt a little worshipful then.

He was… so manly.

Really, she must have drunk too much to think that.

Still, while she was blanking out, Li Shaoling had already picked her up and carried her outside.

“Eeeeh! Let me down!”

So many people were watching!

Ji Weixi kept struggling, her drunk sobbing invoking much pity.

On the other hand, Li Shaoling’s face looked utterly frightening and just like a kidnapper.

One of the bellboys watching the door quickly stopped him. “Stop, you criminal! How dare you kidnap a woman in public!”

“…”

Li Shaoling’s eyes went crimson. “She’s my wife.”

When the bellboy appeared not to buy it, he added, “What? Do you want my marriage certificate?”

Not that he had one.

Nonetheless, the bellboy withdrew from his terrifying face and cleared the way for him.

Tian Miaomiao was a little worried when she saw Li Shaoling roughly stuff Ji Weixi into his car, and spoke out while braving the pain of death, “Excuse me, President Li… could you be gentle with Xixi? Try not to hurt her.”

As soon as she spoke, however, Li Shaoling glared at her and coldly chided her without allowing any explanation, “What kind of an assistant are you!? Don’t you know that she can’t drink?”

“I… I tried to stop her, but everyone was forcing her to drink. Xixi couldn’t do a thing, nor could I stop them…”

“Shouldn’t you be aware as an assistant?” Li Shaoling’s voice was icy and devoid of emotion. “Remember, our company doesn’t keep lazy bums. You are disappearing if this happens again!”

Usually, Tian Miaomiao thought that she had developed an immunity, becoming invincible after being single for so long.

However, she couldn’t hold it in now—pursing her lips and putting a hand over her eyes, she burst into tears.

“I’m… I’m sorry, President Li… I’m so sorry!”

He was so scary she could die from fright.

Li Shaoling frowned. It’s always a problem whenever women broke into tears. Such a pain!

Ji Weixi tried to climb out of the car then. “Li Shaoling… w-why are you scolding Miaomiao!?”

Nonetheless, Li Shaoling slammed the door shut with a bang, got into the driver seat and floored the pedal.

His car sped off, kicking a pile of dust and leaving Tian Miaomiao, crying and full of grief.

She wiped away her tears and held herself, but she only became sadder.

She tried to hail a cab home, but there were not many cabs around at this hour.

Hence, Tian Miaomiao walked past two streets. There were fewer people around and the streetlights looked older, with some hanging out and flashing. There were a few stalls selling fried food, and though there was smoke rising into the air, there were few customers.

She looked at one and coincidentally met the stall owner’s eyes.

After the traumatic incident at the bar the other night, she hurried away as if afraid the man would chase her.

That was when she suddenly saw a rather familiar face.

Under the dim lights, the man had his head lowered and had both hands on his table. He was holding a skewer with his left hand and biting forcefully on it while chewing it aloofly.

As he gulped his food down, he took up his glass and had a few sips of beer, his eyes hanging low beneath his gold-rimmed spectacles and looking rather lonely with his delicate facial features.

He was dressed casually. It was the same checkered shirt she saw him wear in the morning, matched with black pants and Converse shoes.

A simple match of clothes, which somehow shrouded him in a noble coolness that stopped others from getting too close.

Despite her surprise, Tian Miaomiao approached him. “Doctor Jiang.”

Taken aback, he looked up.

Her hair was short and ear-length, with a few strands hanging loose at her forehead, her large eyes blank and surprised. The rest of her facial features was quite pretty too.

She was wearing a simple white t-shirt with overalls, along with sports shoes—a novel fashion.

“Yo. Why are you here?” Jiang Yigu forced a smile.

Tian Miaomiao planted herself opposite him. Sniffing, she took his glass and poured herself a drink.

“Social dinner at the company, that’s why I’m out a little late.”

“None of them offered you a ride?”

“Who would?” Tian Miaomiao pouted and was about to finish the whole beer.

Jiang Yigu snatched off her glass at once. “Don’t drink too much. You’re a girl.”

Tian Miaomiao was quite disgruntled with that title, and corrected him, “I’m not a girl anymore!”

Jiang Yigu lifted his brow. “You… no longer?”

“No longer what?” Tian Miaomiao’s head was blank and couldn’t quite understand him.

It was only when Jiang Yigu gave her a head-to-toe look and a vague smile that she blushed. “I mean I’m no longer a child… I’m an adult!”

“You should still cut the drinking, especially when in other’s company.” Then, pausing with the glass just beside his mouth, Jiang Yigu asked, “How much can you drink?”

Tian Miaomiao shook his head. “Not much. Really not much.”

“One glass and you’re out?”

Tian Miaomiao nodded, and Jiang Yigu held the glass beside her mouth. “Drink up.”

She was left bewildered. “What are you doing?”

He was stopping her from drinking just a moment ago, and telling her to drink now?

Was he right in the head?

Nonetheless, Jiang Yigu smiled sinisterly. “After you drink and get stoned, we can have a drunken fumble. Either way, I won’t have to take responsibility.”

“You…” Tian Miaomiao’s face went red. She stood up, slapped the table and roared, “Jiang Yigu, you’re a scumbag! Explode right here, right now!”

Startled, the owners of the stalls turned towards them to enjoy the show.

“Oh-oh-oh!” Jiang Yigu promptly pulled her down and made a serious face. “Can’t you keep it down? How am I going to hang around if someone hears you?”

Tian Miaomiao slapped him off and sneered. “You’re a scumbag, but you’re also afraid that others would call you that?”

Jiang Yigu rolled his eyes at her, before putting his index finger and middle finger together to poke her forehead. “What are you thinking? I’m just putting on a show to tell you that you can’t simply drink with others. Otherwise, no one would admit whatever happened. Don’t you understand you would be given grief? You silly little thing?”

Tian Miaomiao’s head swayed from his poke and she blanked out, staring into his eyes.

When he became serious, Jiang Yigu did not appear like a dirty old man at all.

In fact, he was indescribably good-looking.

Moreover…

Silly little thing…

That was the first time someone called her that, and the first time someone poked her forehead.

She… was happy.

“What? Are you sick?” Jiang Yigu frowned. “Do you need the toilet?”

“It… it’s fine.” Tian Miaomiao turned away from his judging look, afraid of looking straight into his eyes as her heart thumped wildly.

The spot he poked was still burning.

“Okay.” Jiang Yigu said, and returned to eating his skewer. “Do you want to have something?”

Tian Miaomiao shook her head. Rubbing her hands on her knees a few times, she then said apologetically, “Um… I’m sorry about this morning… I got the wrong person…”

Jiang Yigu paused for a moment. There was a flash of emotion beneath his eyes, before he calmly said, “Oh, it’s alright. You’re blind.”

Tian Miaomiao glared at him angrily. “Do you want to die?!”

She clenched her fists and looked about to swing them at any moment, the fire in her eyes utterly frightening.

Jiang Yigu was frightened immediately and raised his skewer in surrender. “My bad, madam. I won’t do that ever again.”

He then beaming, appearing very lowly and an utter mismatch from his presence before.

For some reason, Tian Miaomiao felt her heart stiffen and fluster.

She stood up and walked away without looking back at all. “Goodbye!”

He clearly had the face of a god, so why did he behave like a loser?