"Let's go, let's go. I'll go. Just pretend I didn't say anything just now," Qiao Sisi quickly said. She really could not handle this person's advances.
Zheng Zeyi seemed to be the most perfect piece of work by God. His facial features were chiseled and exquisite.
That pair of thin lips… Qiao Sisi was afraid that she would not be able to resist kissing him if she looked at him too often.
"That's more like it. Let's go, then." When Zheng Zeyi heard this, he was somewhat pleased.
Qiao Sisi ran to the front and patted her chest to slow down her heartbeat. She also covered her face to avoid revealing her feelings.
She was full of tricks.
Zheng Zeyi, who was walking at the back, saw this but did not expose her. He just watched her embarrassed look and laughed to himself.
"Which floor?" Qiao Sisi stepped onto the stairs and held the handrail as she asked Zheng Zeyi, who was behind her.
Zheng Zeyi said, "The seventh floor."
Qiao Sisi paused and looked at the seemingly endless flights of stairs. She resigned herself to her fate and climbed up.
The interior staircase of this building was a little old, but it was very clean and well maintained.
When they reached the seventh floor, Qiao Sisi was already panting heavily. She leaned against the staircase railing to catch her breath.
As expected, this was the downside of not exercising often. Climbing the stairs was wearing her out.
Zheng Zeyi was different. His breathing was stable, and his footsteps were steady. He did not look tired at all.
Demon.
Qiao Sisi muttered quietly and asked, "Is it here?"
"That's right. Knock on the door."
Hearing this, Qiao Sisi raised her hand and knocked on the door lightly. The knocking sounds echoed loudly along the corridor.
After knocking for a long time, there was no response.
Qiao Sisi was exasperated as she raised her hand to knock again. This is already the third time, she thought. Is there no one in the room?
Fortunately, someone finally opened the door when she knocked. It was an old granny in a flowery shirt. She did not look young, and her hair was already white.
"You are…" This grandma was puzzled. Her voice was a little hoarse. When she saw Zheng Zeyi standing behind Qiao Sisi, her expression showed that she understood.
She stepped back. "Come in," she said.
Qiao Sisi was deep in thought but did not show it on her face. She said politely, "Thank you, grandma. Sorry to disturb you."
With that, she stepped into the house and Zheng Zeyi followed.
The decor in the apartment had a 1960s look and feel. Other than some modern technological gadgets, this old granny must have loved the style from that era.
"Sit," said the old lady, and she sat on the sofa.
There was a blanket on the sofa that looked soft. After thanking her, Qiao Sisi sat down.
She did not know why Zheng Zeyi brought her here. She had never heard of this old granny.
"Grandma Chen." Zheng Zeyi, whose cold attitude towards others seemed to have left him, was speaking gently now.
Grandma Chen glanced at him, picked up the teacup on the table, and blew at it as she said, "Tell me, kid, why are you looking for me?"
Hearing their conversation, Qiao Sisi was even more certain that this Grandma Chen and Zheng Zeyi were old friends and had a good relationship. Otherwise, based on Zheng Zeyi's personality, he would not speak in a good-natured way.
Zheng Zeyi waved the bag in his hand and placed it on the table. He had a smile in his eyes. "It's for you."
There was only a box in the bag and the other box was placed elsewhere. However, Qiao Sisi did not notice this detail.
"This is…" Grandma Chen was a little curious. She opened the box. Inside was the sapphire jewelry set that Zheng Zeyi had obtained at the auction just now. It glistened under the sunlight.
Seeing what was inside, Grandma Chen's expression changed immediately. "Why are you giving this to me, kid? I don't want it."
Grandma Chen immediately closed the box again, but it was obvious that her eyes were lingering on the box. She seemed reluctant to part with it.
"Grandma Chen, I don't mean anything else. I just want to exchange it for a book," Zheng Zeyi said again and looked nonchalantly at Qiao Sisi.
She sat quietly on the sofa and did not say a word. She did not interrupt their conversation but was curious about Grandma Chen's identity.
Grandma Chen glanced at Qiao Sisi and smiled kindly. "Forget it, forget it. Let me get it for you. Wait a moment."
Grandma Chen got up and went to her bedroom, as if to get some books. Those few glances made Qiao Sisi confused.
"Zheng Zeyi, what book are you here to get?" Qiao Sisi asked softly. A book that Young Master Zheng had to come personally to get was probably not something ordinary.
"You'll like it." Zheng Zeyi looked at Qiao Sisi.
Qiao Sisi pointed at herself questioningly. "Me?"
What did Zheng Zeyi mean? She wondered if the book he asked for was specially for her. That's not possible, she thought.
Qiao Sisi frowned slightly, but the thought quickly disappeared.
Before she could voice her concerns, Grandma Chen had already found the book in her bedroom. It was in a box. It was obvious that she cherished her book very much.
Qiao Sisi looked straight ahead and was quiet with a polite smile on her face.
"Little Zheng, take it. Remember to keep it safe…" Grandma Chen looked reluctant, but she did not hesitate to hand the book to Zheng Zeyi.
Rather than storing some things and burying them with her, it was better to distribute them and put them to good use.
"Sigh…" Grandma Chen sighed softly and sat back on the sofa. Her gaze was listless as she recalled the past.
Zheng Zeyi put the book in another bag and stood up to say goodbye. "Grandma Chen, I won't disturb you then."
"Go." Grandma Chen wanted to be alone for a while. The set of sapphire jewelry Zheng Zeyi brought had really evoked too many memories.
She wanted to be alone for a while.
After saying this, Zheng Zeyi got up and was about to leave when Qiao Sisi quickly stood up. "Grandma, we'll get going first. Goodbye."
After the two of them said their goodbyes, Zheng Zeyi left the building with Qiao Sisi.
The corridor was empty and quiet. As Qiao Sisi walked, she asked, "Zheng Zeyi, is this grandma a jewelry designer too?"
Although it was a question, she did not sound doubtful, as if she was certain of this fact.
Earlier, when Qiao Sisi first entered Grandma Chen's house, she had already observed the surroundings.
There was nothing unusual about the interior design, but there were old newspapers plastered on the walls and some books on the table.