Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 1198 - 1200: You Two Are a Perfect Match (Part 2)

"This was a gift from Miss Xin to the old man just last month. He was absolutely delighted with it. Once it arrived, all the other birds were outshone."

The servant also couldn’t understand how the bird could just die like that.

"Could it be that the other birds were jealous and harmed it?"

Hearing the servant’s guess, Xiang Yiqing’s lips twitched silently a couple of times, "Come on, what nonsense are you talking about."

These young girls must have watched too many palace dramas.

Because both his mother and the old man had cheerful personalities, the servants at home were also very lively.

The golden bird lay motionless in the cage. He reached out to poke its head, but there was no response. It seemed like it was dead.

After confirming this, Xiang Yiqing said to the two servants, "The old man is sleeping. Don’t go disturb him for now. I’ll call Xin Xiaoxiao to see what’s going on." 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

With that, he turned upstairs, took the birdcage into the room, closed the door, walked to the balcony, placed the birdcage on the table, picked up the phone, and dialed Xin Xiaoxiao’s number.

"Hello."

After a few rings, Xin Xiaoxiao answered on the other side, her voice weak and nasal.

She was obviously not in a good state.

Xiang Yiqing frowned, "What’s wrong with you?"

"Got a cold."

Xin Xiaoxiao replied to Xiang Yiqing, then sniffled and said, "Wait a minute, I need to check if the sun is rising from the west today."

After saying that, she burst out laughing, "You actually called me on your own."

Xiang Yiqing: "..."

Hadn’t he ever called her on his own?

As he thoughtfully recalled whether he had ever called Xin Xiaoxiao, she asked again on the other end, "So, what’s up? Do you need my help with something again?"

Did he only ever call her when he needed her help...?

Xiang Yiqing ignored her question and asked, "How did you catch a cold?"

"Probably because I wore too little the past couple of days. Is there something you need from me?"

Xin Xiaoxiao said, coughing again from the other end.

The coughing was quite severe.

With each cough, Xiang Yiqing felt his own lungs tremble as he listened through the phone. He frowned and, in a determined tone, asked her, "You haven’t taken medicine or gone to the hospital, right?"

Xin Xiaoxiao replied with a laugh, "I just moved into a new apartment, and I don’t have any cold medicine. But my colds usually pass with just some hot water. You don’t understand, medicine is poisonous."

"You always have an excuse," Xiang Yiqing gently reproached, and then instructed, "Be at the entrance of your complex in twenty minutes."

With that, he hung up the phone.

When Xin Xiaoxiao bought the new apartment, she had insisted that he help her make the decision, so he knew where it was.

...

From a distance, Xiang Yiqing saw Xin Xiaoxiao in a pretty thick white hoodie, standing at the gate of the complex, her hands tucked in her pockets.

She was leaning against a big tree by the roadside, her head down, fiddling with the ground with her toe, lost in thought.

He slowed the car as he approached her, gently honking the horn and rolling down the passenger side window.

Xin Xiaoxiao lifted her head and saw him arrive, her face breaking into a smile brighter than a blooming flower, "Brother Xiang, you’ve come."

Looking at her outfit, Xiang Yiqing raised an eyebrow and asked, "Isn’t it quite thick what you’re wearing now?"

"Yesterday, the day before, and the day before that, friends had parties. I couldn’t exactly wear this to join them, could I?"

As she spoke, Xin Xiaoxiao opened the passenger door and got into the car.