Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit

Chapter 480 Do You Believe Me?

At that moment, Lyra clearly felt his back stiffen for a few seconds. Her forehead gently rested against his back. Completely defenseless, she used this silent method to slowly comfort the man in front of her. A pair of beautiful eyes slowly closed. Her voice was light and slow. "You can tell me." If there was no one by his side to talk to, at least she could quietly listen to him finish telling her all the grievances in his heart. The man's eyes gradually softened. He lowered his head and held her cold fingertips. "Alright, I'll make something to eat first. I'm really too hungry. The food provided inside is not to my liking." He said softly. He turned around and gently rubbed Lyra's hair. "Go outside and wait for me." Meeting his gaze, Lyra looked at him seriously for a while, as if she was confirming whether he was really fine. Ten minutes later, the fragrance of rice came from the kitchen. Lyra smelled it and felt hungry again. She had eaten a lot of fruit and milk, but her stomach did not seem to be full. She raised her head and watched him put the bowl and chopsticks on the table. Her saliva was about to flow down. Hank raised his eyes and noticed her gaze. He couldn't help but laugh.

Lyra walked over. "Eat. I will get Sister Zhang to come and take care of you in a few days. I should be a little busy. You... pay more attention to your health." He only said this one sentence before he lowered his head and ate.

His manner was so elegant that it was hard to see.

It could be seen that he was indeed very hungry.

Lyra held her chopsticks and pursed her lips. He should have already known, but why did he not ask a word?

She was not worried that Hank would be irresponsible. On the contrary, she just couldn't figure out what he was thinking. She always felt that the entanglement between the two of them would get deeper and deeper in the future.

"Have you finished eating?"

Seeing that she didn't move for a long time, Hank stretched out his hand to get the bowl.

Their fingers coincidentally touched each other.

"I'll eat more," Lyra said in a panic.

She went into the kitchen with the bowl and chopsticks. She dawdled for a long time before going out with the bowl of rice. However, Hank was still sitting at the dining table. His eyes were deep. Lyra looked at him, but he did not move. "Aren't you leaving?" she asked slowly. "I'm leaving now," said Hank with a heavy look in his eyes. He was about to get his coat when all the lights in the house went out. The moonlight outside the window spilled in lightly, and Lyra hurriedly said, “Maybe I forgot to pay for the electricity." She was taking out her phone when Hank reached out and covered her fingertips. "Follow me," he whispered. After a while, there was a knock on the door. "Hello, we are the staff of the property. We are repairing the nearby electric cables. We accidentally damaged the electric circuit in your house." "Is there anyone?" There was a series of rapid knocks on the door outside.

It was as if they wanted to open the door as soon as possible.

Hank looked in the direction of Lyra.

His hand was on her shoulder, close to her ear, and said in a low voice, "If they were from the property management, they should have called the owner first." Lyra gritted her teeth, and the emotions in her eyes deepened.

Unexpectedly, she still failed to deceive that old fox Huaien. He must have thought that she still had connections with Hank, so he was scheming against the Jones family. "Then what should we do now?" Lyra lowered her voice, her face a little anxious. If Hank had not been here, she would probably have opened the door... "Wait and see, don't be afraid." As he spoke, his hand gently patted her shoulder, comforting her in silence.

Lyra just turned her head and frowned, waiting to hear the noise outside.

Little did she know that her body was leaning towards the man beside her. The scent that was exclusive to her lingered in his nose. Even in this situation, her scent still moved his mind. "Lyra, stay here and don't move."

His hand suddenly moved and pushed her down the stairs. It was very dark here, and even the moonlight could not reach her face. The people outside were holding flashlights, surrounding the first floor and shining inside. "Where are you going?" Her hand shook, and she grabbed his clothes tightly. "They just want to confirm if there is anyone in the house. If there is no one, they may come in. I have to think of a way." Lyra kept shaking her head. Suddenly, she heard someone shouting from outside, "The window upstairs is open." "It's the bedroom. I forgot to close it." Her eyes widened. Hank furrowed his eyebrows and slowly said, "It's fine." Lyra watched as the lights of the flashlights gradually went around to the other side of the house. She became more and more panicked.

How good would it be if she had closed the window upstairs?

"Lyra, look at me. Do you believe me?" he asked in a low voice.

Lyra came back to her senses and nodded slowly and seriously.

The smile on the man's lips deepened.

"Then wait for me here."

After that, he turned around and went into the kitchen.

Lyra sat alone under the stairs, covering her mouth tightly with her hands. She tried not to make any sound and pressed her back against the wall. A cold feeling hit every inch of her skin. She did not know what was happening outside. Gradually, footsteps began to come from upstairs. Those people did not talk to each other, but from the footsteps, there were at least five or six people. What were they sneaking in for?

Lyra's heart beat faster and faster, fierce and intense.

Just as someone was about to go downstairs, one of them answered the phone and immediately said, "Let's go."

Lyra clearly saw the shadow of that person. It was on the wall one or two meters in front of her, but he turned around and the group of people left through the window upstairs.

Not long after they left, the electricity in the entire house was restored and all the lights were on again.

When Hank came back, Lyra was still hiding under the stairs, motionless.

He bent down and reached out his hand.

"Alright, it's fine now." Lyra looked at him in a daze. After a while, she said, "My foot is numb." Hank immediately crawled in and carried her out by the waist. However, Lyra immediately said, "Put me down!" Before Hank could react, she had already jumped down. The man frowned.

"The wound on your back has not healed yet." She lowered her eyes and sighed. "Did you go out to negotiate with Huaien?" That should be what had happened just now. "Yes," said Hank.

He took a step forward and placed the thin blanket on the sofa on her body. He lifted the hair on her forehead and said, "I will go to the company tomorrow to clarify everything. At that time, you don't have to worry so much." In this world, the last person he cared about was Lyra. He would do everything in his power to prevent her from getting hurt. Even if he had to use his entire world to exchange for it. He would not even blink.