You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

"Go wash your hands, I'll get you some water."

After placing the dessert bag on the coffee table, Su Qinghe turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Jiang Che looked at her slender back and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

This girl has been acting more and more like a housekeeper lately.

When he came out after washing his hands, Su Qinghe had already placed warm water on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

She knelt on the sofa, patted the spot next to her, and gestured for him to sit down.

As soon as Jiang Che sat down, Su Qinghe snuggled up to him like a clingy kitten.

She gently rested her chin on his shoulder, lightly brushed her nose against the side of his neck, and wrinkled her little nose to carefully inquire about his scent.

"A-Che".

"Um?"

"Didn't you say you went to a meeting? Then why do you smell of disinfectant?"

Jiang Che was drinking water when he heard this and his arm stiffened slightly.

He turned his head and met the girl's suspicious gaze.

This girl has such a keen sense of smell.

Jiang Che quickly came up with a solution.

He gave a slightly helpless look, put down his water glass, and sighed.

"Uh... I've been seen through again."

Su Qinghe perked up her ears, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes narrowing slightly, conveying a sense of "you'd better give me a reasonable explanation."

"Our foundation just helped a fourteen-year-old child who was diagnosed with acute lymphoblastic leukemia in the last two days."

Jiang Che turned to the side, raised his hand and rubbed Su Qinghe's head. "After the meeting, I went to Peking Union Medical College Hospital to check on the child's condition and to talk to his parents about the current and subsequent treatment plans. That's why I smelled of disinfectant on me."

After listening, Su Qinghe's tense face gradually relaxed.

It turned out to be the case.

She lowered her head and thought for a moment, then raised her watery eyes to look at Jiang Che: "So... how is that child doing now?"

"It's not good. We haven't been able to find a suitable match, and I've already gone through several rounds of chemotherapy. I'm as thin as a sheet of paper."

Jiang Che leaned back on the sofa, a hint of fatigue showing between his brows. "However, the foundation is already connecting with the international bone marrow registry, and we should have results soon."

Su Qinghe listened quietly, a pang of sadness rising in her heart.

Fourteen years old, an age when one should be running and jumping around in school, but instead, one is trapped in a hospital bed.

"You did a good thing."

Su Qinghe moved closer to him, gently placing her hand on the back of his hand, her voice soft, "But you also need to rest, don't overwork yourself."

Jiang Che turned his head to look at her. The girl wasn't wearing makeup today. Her bare face was fair and delicate, with long, curled eyelashes and a faint blush on the tip of her nose from running downstairs.

He couldn't help but reach out and pinch the tip of her nose: "I know, Butler Su."

Su Qinghe wrinkled her nose as he pinched her, pouted and snorted, but still didn't let go of his hand on the back of his hand.

"Rest here for a while."

After she finished speaking, she knelt up from the sofa, went around behind Jiang Che, put her two small hands on his shoulders, and began to massage him gently.

The pressure is very light and gentle, and when it lands on the shoulders and neck, it can relieve muscle soreness.

Jiang Che closed his eyes slightly, letting her fuss over him from behind, enjoying his girlfriend's massage service.

"Not bad, Teacher Su," he teased with a grin.

"Of course, I've studied these tutorials carefully." Su Qinghe's voice came from above, carrying a hint of pride.

Her fingertips slid from her shoulders to the back of her neck, and her thumbs gently circled and pressed on both sides of her cervical spine.

Jiang Che's breathing gradually calmed down, and his nerves, which had been tense all morning, also relaxed a bit.

He was indeed tired.

It's not just physical, but even more so mental.

When he faced Chen Xiulan at the hospital, he was always in a tense, acting state.

To ensure a flawless conversation, every expression and every word he uttered during his conversation with Chen Xiulan that morning was meticulously planned.

Although his sympathy for Lin Qiming was genuine, his main objective was still Lin Zhengyang, so he still needed to concentrate fully on controlling the pace and direction throughout the process.

Now that I'm back home, back by Su Qinghe's side, I can finally say that I've truly shed all my pretenses.

"A-Che".

"Um."

"I feel so sorry for you. I never imagined that doing charity work would make you so tired..."

Su Qinghe gently stroked Jiang Che's cheek, her tone and expression full of heartache.

She really wanted to turn back time to before the college entrance exam.

I only need to think about studying every day, and I don't have many other worries.

I can live a carefree and pleasant life with A-Che.

Jiang Che opened his eyes and met his girlfriend's gaze. The corners of his mouth curved slightly: "I'm alright. Actually, it's not entirely because I'm tired. It's mainly because seeing the child's condition made me feel a little uncomfortable."

Su Qinghe paused for a moment, then continued pressing.

"Then he will definitely get better," she said softly. "With your help, he will definitely be able to wait for a suitable match."

Jiang Che didn't reply, but simply raised his hand and placed it on her hand that was resting on his shoulder, his thumb gently stroking her knuckles.

Sunlight streamed into the living room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing the two of them in a warm, golden glow.

Su Qinghe's body was pressed against the back of the sofa, her chin resting on Jiang Che's head, as if she were hugging a large human-shaped doll.

The living room was extremely quiet, with only the faint sound of a clock ticking on the wall.

This is probably her favorite moment.

No need to do anything, no need to say anything, just being together is enough.

……

at the same time.

Jiang Sheng Group.

After finishing the documents at hand, Liu Anping got up to go to the cafeteria for lunch.

Just then, his phone screen suddenly lit up.

Liu Anping opened the message, glanced at it, and then frowned slightly.

"Assistant Liu, at 10:20 this morning, the young mistress went to the convenience store outside the east gate of Peking University to buy something. Just after the young mistress entered the convenience store, we noticed two suspicious men appearing at the entrance."

"One of them was wearing a black hoodie and a baseball cap, and the other was wearing a dark gray jacket."

"The two paced back and forth outside the convenience store, during which they repeatedly observed the young mistress's movements inside the store through the glass window."

At 10:37, the young mistress left the convenience store, and the two targets also left. They walked about 300 meters north along the outer perimeter of the east gate and entered a silver-gray Buick minivan with license plate number 京A-76592.

"At 11 o'clock, the Buick minivan drove slowly around the North Gate of Peking University before leaving."

"Based on our initial assessment, the two targets were unfamiliar with the tracking methods, had weak counter-surveillance awareness, and lingered in fixed locations for extended periods of time on multiple occasions, exhibiting behavior patterns that were significantly different from ordinary passersby."

"The initial assessment is that this is the site survey stage, and it has not yet entered the implementation stage."