<h4>Chapter 787: He Followed Closely Like a Shadow (11)</h4>
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When Qiao Lian woke up the next day, she realized that Shen Liangchuan was not by her side.
She paused for a moment and figured that he had woken up early to exercise.
But to her surprise, she heard Ye Xiahua say, “Liangchuan called in the morning and said that he’s in the office. He has to attend to an urgent matter, so he will not be home for a couple of days.
She paused again when she heard this, but she didn’t think much of it and merely nodded.
The New Year celebrations were just over and she had time to spare. Around midday, she suddenly thought to call Song Cheng.
The call was picked up and Song Cheng’s voice came across, “Sister Qiao.”
“Is Shen Liangchuan in the office?”
“Ha, Sister Qiao are you checking on him? He’s been in the office a lot recently, don’t worry.”
Qiao Lian pursed her lips and smiled when she heard that. Without saying very much more, she hung up.
At around 11 am, she packed a lunch box and headed out to Shen Liangchuan’s office.
He had eaten out the day before and in the morning, he had eaten out again. She thought he could do with a healthy meal.
She arrived at the office building carrying the lunch box. However as she walked in, she realized that the building where Shen Liangchuan had set up his newly-established entertainmentpany was strangely quiet.
This office building was located in Beijing’s downtown area, but right now, the streets were fairly empty and there were few cars on the road.
The New Year celebrations had just finished, so most people were still not back at work.
Noticing how quiet and empty the office building was, Qiao Lian felt rather sorry for Shen Liangchuan.
She shook her head and continued her way in.
Just at this point, she saw a delivery man holding a package of food murmuring to himself as he looked around the building, “12th floor...”
Then he got into the elevator.
Qiao Lian dashed to it, trying to press the elevator button to hold the door. But she was one step toote. The door was shut and the elevator went on its way up.
She could only wait for the next ride.
Because it was a public holiday, only one elevator was operating.
It went up to the 12th floor, so Qiao Lian realized that the delivery was for the level that Shen Liangchuan was on.
Had that delivery gone to Shen Liangchuan?
As these questions ran through her mind, the elevator returned. She thought it would be empty, but to her surprise the same delivery man walked out. He was no longer carrying the package.
This... had been unbelievably fast.
But even then, the thought only shed through her mind and she did not think much of it.
When she arrived at the 12th floor and walked out of the elevator, she saw yet another delivery man—this time one dressed in a yellow shirt—walking towards her.
Qiao Lian looked around. The 12th floor was quiet and there was no one in sight. Obviously, no one was working overtime.
So did that mean Shen Liangchuan had ced two orders?
Qiao Lian wondered around casually but, upon seeing her, the delivery man quickly looked down and lowered his baseball cap further, so that his face would remain hidden..
She took little notice of this delivery man and brushed past him.
She hurried towards Shen Liangchuan’s office.
Because his office facade was made of clear ss, one could look in from the outside.
There were a few dishesid out on the coffee table, and Shen Liangchuan was holding a bowl of rice in one hand and chopsticks in another. His gaze was fixed on the bowl of rice, staring nkly. He wasn’t eating.
Shen Liangchuan was indeed not eating.
Among all the dishes he had ordered, he was staring at the Chameleon nt. He frowned.
The Chameleon nt, the Chameleon nt again.
Since when did all of these big restaurants start giving out Chameleon nt as appetizers?