You get married, I hijack the marriage

Chapter 489: It's Not Too Stupid to Have This Awareness
Ji Jinchuan originally had nothing to do, but knowing that she didn't understand some professional terms, he asked him to come to the study so that he could explain them to her. He sat down at the desk and opened his mailbox to process the emails.

Shen Youran encountered something she didn't understand and looked up at the man. The man's fingers were typing quickly on the keyboard. She held her chin with one hand. Why was he always busy all day long?

Although Ji Jinchuan was looking at the computer, he caught a glimpse of her looking at him with her delicate eyebrows knitted together, and knew that she was in trouble: "Give it to me."

Because he was staring at the computer, Shen Youran didn't realize that he was talking to her.

She realized belatedly that they were the only two people in the study room, and she happily walked forward with the plan, pointing at the string of English words on it.

Ji Jinchuan glanced at it, took a pen and annotated the meaning for her, and even translated the whole paragraph for her, and corrected some of the mistakes in her previous comments.

After all, he was a professional, and he corrected her mistakes to make it more perfect and accurate.

She smiled and said, "Fortunately, I didn't go far away just now."

He raised his eyebrow: "You are not too stupid to have this awareness."

Shen Youran snorted lightly, returned to his previous position, and continued to be busy.

Not long after, someone knocked on the study door. Ji Jinchuan responded, "Come in." Aunt Wu pushed the door open and brought two glasses of water. She handed one to Ji Jinchuan and placed the other next to Shen Youran. Seeing that the two were busy, she did not dare to disturb them and quietly retreated.

After dealing with the emails, Ji Jinchuan picked up the water cup and took a sip, then tilted his head to look at the woman by the window. She was facing sideways to him, and her fair profile was exposed because her hair was tucked behind her ears.

The gentle light cast a slightly warm yellow hue on her cheeks, making her look even softer and more peaceful.

It was pitch black outside the window, and her shadow was projected on the glass, like a shadow play, interpreting the vividness of life. He had nothing to do and wanted to help her, but she had finally found something to do, so he would definitely not be willing to do it, and it might be misunderstood as disdaining her ability.

He randomly clicked on a web page and was halfway through browsing when his cell phone rang. It was a call from the old house. He took the phone out of the study and stood in the corridor outside to answer the call.

The call was from Xie Suling. The Xue family had encountered such a big problem and was almost at the end of their rope. Xue Jie was desperate and instigated Jian Rui to ask the Ji family for help.

In desperation, Jian Rui shamelessly looked for Xie Suling, so Xie Suling called just about the Xue family matter.

"Jinchuan, your aunt Jian came to me today. Xue seems to have encountered difficulties. She asked you for help."

Ji Jinchuan placed his left hand on the handrail, looking at the living room downstairs. The lights in the living room were on, and Aunt Wu and the others were busy with their own things. He said, "You're fine. Invite Aunt or Madam Chen to play mahjong. Don't worry about the rest."

Before the other end could say anything else, he quickly hung up the phone, stood in the corridor for a moment, then put the phone back into his trouser pocket and turned back to the study.

It was almost ten o'clock when Shen Youran finished her work. Her neck felt a little sore. She moved her neck and turned her head to see Ji Jinchuan sitting behind the desk. His eyes were fixed on the window. There was no light in his dark eyes.

She put down her pen and walked forward, stopping in front of him, but he seemed not to be aware of her presence at all, still looking out the window at the night.

She touched his arm, which was resting on the desk. "What's wrong with you?"

(End of this chapter)