Chapter 1092: I'm Not Worth Your Wait

The surrounding air seemed to become thinner, and He Xiyan felt that her breathing became heavy.

Chen Jiahang was very excited, but he didn't have a particularly exaggerated expression, but kept smiling lightly.

He Xiyan walked to the dining table. She bought this log-colored table in person a year ago, and it was still as good as new.

She bit her lip, glanced at Jiahang, then quickly looked back, and then she picked up her rice bowl.

"Yanyan...are you feeling unwell?" Chen Jiahang asked. He felt that Yanyan's face was red, as if she had a high fever, and her face looked a little haggard.

He Xiyan shook her head.

"I'm fine." She replied calmly, then put a small piece of chicken into her bowl.

She was hungry, but her mind was not on eating, but on how to talk to Jiahang. She could see that he was particularly happy, even excited, about her sudden arrival.

This kind of Jiahang is just like when she first met him.

Chen Jiahang put a large piece of chicken into He Xiyan's bowl.

"Yan Yan, eat more." Chen Jiahang's face was still filled with a happy smile. At this moment, he felt like he was in a dream.

Because only in dreams, he dreamed that she was back.

He Xiyan took another bite. She ate slowly, thinking about what to say later.

He Xiyan ate this meal for nearly half an hour, and Chen Jiahang also ate with her for half an hour.

After eating, Chen Jiahang went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, while He Xiyan sat back on a wooden chair.

She pursed her lips and looked at the hall in front of her again. The hall was still the same as before, but it was paved with log-colored floors, just like she had dreamed not long ago.

She walked to the bedroom on the left again. The bedroom was really decorated with American-style wallpaper and also had wooden floors.

Everything was just like what she had dreamed about.

Jiahang really decorated this place again.

He Xiyan took a deep breath, and her chest began to hurt again.

The more he behaved like this, the sadder she felt.

Ten minutes later, Chen Jiahang came out, with a faint smile still on his lips.

He walked over and stood beside He Xiyan. He couldn't help but reach out and take her slender hand.

"Yanyan..."

Soon, a familiar breath spread on He Xiyan's neck. She gritted her teeth, turned around quickly, smiled apologetically, and then withdrew her hand that was being held.

"Jiahang, I came here to say something to you, and I hope you can let go of me and find your own happiness. I don't trust you, so I came here from Night City."

He Xiyan said in a deep voice. After saying that, she looked at Jiahang and saw the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly disappear. She also saw his face become disappointed in an instant.

Chen Jiahang pursed his lips and looked deeply at He Xiyan, the woman who had lived with him for three full years.

He didn't reply immediately, but reached out and gently grabbed her shoulders.

He Xiyan paused for a moment, but did not refuse, but continued: "I know that you bought a house in Night City and are renovating it, and I also know that you plan to live in Night City. Jiahang, to be honest, I am not worthy of you Do something for me and I won’t be worth the wait.”

He Xiyan's voice became hoarse.