Coincidentally, there wasn't a single orange in the entire cardiac surgery office that day.
But Jiang Yang had taken it to heart.
Last night, his mother was shopping online and asked if he wanted to buy anything to combine orders.
He said, "I'll buy two boxes of kumquats to take to the office."
His mother said, "Taking whole boxes to the office—are you trying to make your dad angry?"
The entire cardiac surgery department was often singled out by his father during meetings for snacking.
Anyway, it was the director who got criticized; they continued eating as usual.
This afternoon, the crispy honey kumquats arrived. He took one box to the department and brought the other directly to Shi Wenli.
After hanging up, Jiang Yang parked the car on the side.
Shi Wenli hadn't expected that an offhand comment of his would stick in Jiang Yang's mind.
He turned to Xu Qinghe, who had just sat down at the dining table, and said, "Jiang Yang is coming over. He should be downstairs by now."
Xu Qinghe snapped her laptop shut with a *click* and hurriedly packed up her things from the table. There was no time to leave; if they ran into each other in the elevator, it would be blatantly suspicious. She had to hide for a while.
Seeing this, Shi Wenli said, "No need to pack up. Even if Jiang Yang finds out, it's fine. He won't go around talking."
Xu Qinghe wasn't worried about Jiang Yang finding out; she was afraid of shocking him.
Jiang Yang could be quite innocent sometimes. It was better to tell him gradually.
Not to mention Jiang Yang—any colleague would take a long time to process the news that she and Shi Wenli were together.
She didn't forget the two pairs of shoes by the door. "The shoes need to be put away."
Shi Wenli said, "I'll do it."
He put the shoes into his shoe cabinet.
Just then, a rapid knock came from outside the door.
"Bang, bang, bang—"
"Brother Shi?"
"Brother Shi? It's me!"
"Coming." Shi Wenli hadn't expected him to be so fast—already upstairs in the blink of an eye.
Before opening the door, he turned to check if Xu Qinghe had finished tidying up.
The dining table was clean, and she had gone into his bedroom.