This night, when Shen Lingge was about to fall into sleep, the thought floating in his mind was, saying agreed to stay behind to accompany her for three days, by mistake hitting by mistake bumping, it can be considered as having completed his own promise.
One night without dreams.
At seven in the morning, Shen Lingge opened his eyes on time.
Yesterday, Qiuqiu did not stick together with Wen Xian, but burrowed into his arms to sleep.
Seeing him wake up, Qiuqiu only lazily opened eyes to look at him once then continued to close eyes making its little snores, little belly rising and falling.
Shen Lingge, at a glance, knew this little fat cat again played for a whole night. He got up and walked into the bathroom.
When he finished tying his tie in front of the mirror and came out, he once again became the noble and indifferent person in power of the Shen Clan.
Shen Lingge walked to the tea table side, stared at that rabbit named Zanzan for a while.
The little thing was currently shrinking into a ball burrowed in the corner, seemed to be sleeping.
But Shen Lingge very mercilessly picked up this delicate cage, after changing shoes, he closed the door and left the apartment.
He should leave.
The driver and bodyguard were already waiting for him at the parking lot. The bodyguard, seeing Shen Lingge holding something in his hand, instinctively wanted to take it, but Shen Lingge avoided him, faintly said one sentence: “No need.”
So Shen Lingge and Zanzan sat side by side in the back seat.
Shen Lingge lowered his eyes and started to quarrel with the butler.
[Shen Lingge: Prepare breakfast, send to Licheng Garden.]
[Butler: Yes, young master.]
[Butler: Last night, heard from Mr. Chi that Miss Jiaojiao has been found, will young master come back together with Mr. Chi today?]
[Shen Lingge: Mm.]
[Butler: Madam said this afternoon will wait for you at Shen Residence.]
[Shen Lingge: Got it.]
When Shen Lingge arrived at the hotel, the butler told him breakfast has already been sent to Licheng Garden. Shen Lingge took out his phone to call Wen Xian. The call rang for a long time before it was picked up.
Wen Xian’s voice just waking up carried sweetness and softness not present in usual days: “Gege?”
Shen Lingge was shaken by this one sound “gege”, all the words not yet spoken were blocked in the throat. But he immediately reacted that Wen Xian was calling his name, not calling him older brother.
He licked his upper palate, but his tone was calm: “Wen Xian, get up to eat breakfast, breakfast is placed at the downstairs management office.”
Over there rustling movement for a while, she seemed to have taken the phone and burrowed into the blanket, the clear sweet voice became muffled: “Why don’t you go take it, I don’t want to get up.”
Shen Lingge crossed his legs, he glanced at Zanzan next to him munching on vegetable leaves: “I eloped with Zanzan, you get up yourself to eat.”
Wen Xian: “……”
Hearing his sentence, the little girl instantly woke up, her voice also became clear: “You really stole away my Zanzan?”
Shen Lingge cold indifferent face: “Mm.”
Wen Xian: “Ah ah ah ah ah! I want to kill you! You have no heart!!!”
Shen Lingge: “Get up, hanging up.”
–
When Shen Lingge was sitting in the hotel lobby watching financial news, Chi Yanyu and Chi Jiaojiao happened to come out from the elevator. Chi Yanyu was frowning as he was educating Chi Jiaojiao: “If you mess around like this again next time, I’ll confiscate your pocket money.”
“Do you know how worried dad and mom were?”
“Chi Jiaojiao, did you remember or not?”
Chi Jiaojiao drooped her head, pinching her skirt corner without speaking, until she saw Shen Lingge, then raised her head and softly called out once: “Shen gege.”
Shen Lingge responded with a sound.
If it were usual, he definitely wouldn’t interfere with Chi Yanyu scolding his younger sister, but seeing Chi Jiaojiao looking so discouraged, he couldn’t help but think of Wen Xian’s appearance with eyes red from crying, looking pitiful.
He closed the tablet and stood up, speaking in a calm voice: “The little girl herself was also scared badly, whatever matter, go home and talk again.”
Chi Yanyu glanced at his own wilted-looking little sister, in the end still softened. He took Chi Jiaojiao’s small schoolbag, held her hand and walked outside: “Don’t be afraid, gege now, gege will take you home.”
The three of them had breakfast on Shen Lingge’s private plane.
After Chi Yanyu ate and drank his fill, he pulled out an idle matter from his mind, he knocked on Shen Lingge’s armrest: “Ge, I heard Aunt Ming arranged a blind date for you, did you hear about this?”
Shen Lingge’s hand suddenly paused, he turned his head to look at Chi Yanyu, his tone carried a bit of disbelief: “What?”
Chi Yanyu lightly clicked his tongue, as he searched for the photo, he said: “I heard Aunt Ming has no requirements for the girl’s side, as long as she looks good she’ll like her. I guess she found the prettiest single girl in Licheng.”
Speaking, Chi Yanyu handed the photo over for Shen Lingge to look.
Shen Lingge glanced at it indifferently then withdrew his gaze. Chi Jiaojiao sitting in the back seat also curiously poked out her little head, leaned next to Chi Yanyu, staring at the photo.
The girl in the photo looked pure and clean, features exquisite, smile bright.
Chi Jiaojiao couldn’t help but mutter softly: “Not as pretty as the jiejie I saw yesterday.”
Chi Yanyu turned his head to glare at her: “You still have the face to mention yesterday? If it weren’t for others calling the police, you would still be getting tricked around by that man.”
Chi Jiaojiao shrank back into her seat, not speaking anymore.
But at Shen Lingge’s lips there hooked up a faint trace of a smile, as if there or not, but it only lasted a moment before he returned to his usual expressionless appearance.
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Licheng Garden.
Wen Xian, with a face full of melancholy, looked at the whole table full of breakfast. She had already been sitting at the dining table for a full half hour. The breakfast Shen Lingge sent was enough for her to eat for a whole day.
Qiuqiu squatted on the chair, tilting its head looking at her.
Today, Wen Xian definitely wouldn’t be able to finish all of it, because today she was going to attend an auction with Qin Song. Originally Wen Xian wanted to refuse, but Qin Song sent over the auction’s item information.
Wen Xian, in the information, saw her mother’s jewelry.
That was a unique jewelry series in the world—Morning Star—that Wen Tianlin had custom-made for Chang Shuang when they got married.
Ever since the Wen family was liquidated, Wen Xian had never seen this set of jewelry again.
Wen Xian could not refuse Qin Song.
Wen Xian applied delicate makeup for herself, put on bright lip gloss, then changed into the formal dress she designed herself. She did not add any extra accessories.
Like this was already very beautiful.
Wen Xian picked up her bag, turned around, and went downstairs.
Qin Song had always known Wen Xian was very beautiful, but in this instant, his heart seemed to be sniped by the girl under the sunlight.
The pale golden sunlight cast a hazy soft light upon Wen Xian.
The silver-gray color on her body, like ocean waves, made her look like a yaoji hidden in the deep sea [妖姬, literally demon beauty or enchantress]. The hem of her skirt, as she walked, reflected dazzling and brilliant light.
Her milky-white ankles faintly visible, faintly concealed.
Qin Song’s line of sight fixed on her face. Her seaweed-like long hair smoothly draped over her shoulders. Under the sunlight, her skin was almost white to the point of transparent. The peach-colored lip gloss made her lips look full and alluring.
Her feather-like eyelashes trembled slightly. She raised her eyes and lightly swept a glance at him.
In that instant, it seemed as though the midsummer heat and bitter summer all drifted far from him. Qin Song suspected he heard the sound of ice layers shattering on the lake surface, and following that was the early spring where flower buds on the branches trembled.
At this moment, Qin Song willingly allowed himself to be captured by her.
Until Wen Xian, lifting her skirt hem, walked in front of Qin Song did he come back to himself. He hurriedly got out of the car to open the door for her.
After Qin Song got in the car, several times he wanted to open his mouth to say something, but his mind was completely blank, even the hand holding the steering wheel was unconsciously trembling, until Wen Xian spoke.
Wen Xian: “I thought you would drive the California Butterfly to pick me up.”
Qin Song: “……”
Alright, he returned to summer again.
But this was not the most awkward thing for Qin Song. The most awkward was that when he drove his supercar to the auction entrance, all of a sudden there was the sound of a horn from behind his car.
Qin Song looked through the rearview mirror.
A beautiful California Butterfly glittering under the sunlight.
Wen Xian looked at him with a half-smiling, half-not expression. She opened the car door herself and got out: “If I remember correctly, that is my car.”
Qin Song: “……”
Qin Song had something he wanted to say to Xu Chuwei, so he stayed at the entrance.
Wen Xian just happened to not want to go in together with him. Lifting her skirt hem, she walked in alone, and quite a few people’s gazes fell onto her body.
Until someone called out to her.
Still that charming young female voice, this time her tone carried shock and anger: “Wen Xian? How are you here?”
Wen Xian lifted her eyes and looked towards Feng Qingying behind her. Feng Qingying was holding onto the arm of a man around thirty years old, at this moment both of them were looking at her.
In Feng Qingying’s eyes was jealousy and resentment that could not be hidden. What she had always hated the most was that as long as Wen Xian stood there, doing nothing, she could easily attract the attention of others.
While she had to pay much effort for it.
Heaven was sometimes just that unfair.
The man beside Feng Qingying had just entered this circle, he didn’t recognize Wen Xian. He sized Wen Xian up and down, his tone carried ambiguity: “Qingying, is this your friend? Why have I never heard you mention her?”
Feng Qingying bit her lip, she forced a smile at the man: “She’s my university classmate.”
She understood men as a species extremely well. From the moment this man opened his mouth, she already knew what he was thinking. So she looked at Wen Xian and asked: “Your fiancé didn’t accompany you here?”
Wen Xian glanced at her, not intending to say much.
Just at this moment, from the entrance of the auction venue came a burst of heavy footsteps.
Qin Zan was surrounded by people as he walked towards Wen Xian’s direction. He completely didn’t notice those two people, walked straight to Wen Xian’s side and asked: “Where’s A’Song? Why are you standing here alone?”
Wen Xian glanced towards the left. Qin Zan followed her line of sight and looked over.
Just happened to see Qin Song and Xu Chuwei speaking about something not far away, both of their expressions didn’t look too good.
Qin Zan slightly furrowed his brows. He lowered his eyes to look at the nearly ten-centimeter high heels on Wen Xian’s feet, then bent his arm: “Hold onto me as we go in.”
The man next to Feng Qingying cried out in astonishment: “President Qin.”
Qin Zan glanced at him, thought for quite a while but couldn’t remember who he was, so he withdrew his gaze and carefully escorted Wen Xian into the venue. He asked in a low voice: “Did A’Song show you the auction items?”
Wen Xian ignored the gazes that followed them as they entered the venue: “Mm, I came just for it.”
Outside the venue.
Qin Song, with an embarrassed expression, said to Xu Chuwei: “Chuwei, there was a small problem with this car. My grandfather suddenly said he wanted to give this car to Wen Xian as a birthday gift.”
He lightly coughed, his gaze flickering: “Can you…”
Xu Chuwei: ?
She looked at Qin Song incredulously, then angrily threw the keys into Qin Song’s arms: “I don’t believe Wen Xian would be willing to drive a car I’ve already driven. From now on stay away from me.”
Qin Song: “……”
He always felt like he was quite unlucky.
–
Wen Xian’s seat was arranged on Qin Zan’s left side. To her left was Qin Song. Even until she and Qin Zan walked side by side to the seats and sat down, she could still hear the whispered voices coming from behind.
“That’s the girl from the Wen family?”
“Yeah, how come she entered together with the eldest young master of the Qin family?”
“The Wen family and the Qin family set a marriage engagement four years ago, I heard it will be completed this year.”
“The Qin family really is kind, marrying her to Qin Zan?”
“I heard it’s Qin Song.”