Jingxia Rose

Chapter 110: Heart in Turmoil, Confession
"What's the big deal? If you like it, come anytime and I'll make it for you."

Following that was Aunt Zhao's kind laughter.

Wen Qi subconsciously felt that he might be hallucinating, or that he was still dreaming.

That soft female voice just now was clearly Ji Xuan's.

When she lived here before, I could hear her voice or see her almost every morning when I came downstairs.

Every time he went downstairs and met her gaze, she would give him a gentle and serene smile and say "Good morning."

As his thoughts returned to their source, he strode forward quickly, his usually steady steps now tinged with a hint of restlessness and urgency.

Ji Xian turned around when she heard footsteps. The living room sofa and the stairwell were about four or five meters apart. She looked into a pair of deep peach blossom eyes that still couldn't hide the warmth and nervousness.

She was startled, and her heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

Ok?
It's almost 10 o'clock, and Wen Qi is still at home?
I didn't see his car in the yard when I came in.

"Young master, you're awake. I've prepared breakfast, but it's getting a bit cold. Please wait a moment while I heat it up."

Aunt Zhao immediately got up, glanced at Ji Xian subconsciously, and then went to the kitchen.

Wen Qi didn't respond, his gaze fixed intently on Ji Xian's awkward and unnatural face.

Ji Xuan planned to visit Aunt Zhao today and pick up those food containers, so he deliberately waited until after nine o'clock to arrive.

"Uh, I thought you should be at the company by now..."

She avoided his gaze, raised her hand to cover her lips, and tried her best to hide the unnaturalness on her face.

Wen Qi had already walked over and stopped half a meter away from her, looking down at her.

Whether it was because she had just woken up, or because a bitter feeling rose in her heart and spread to her throat, her voice was a little hoarse, "You really don't want to see me?"

"No."

Ji Xian pursed his lips and replied, but for a moment he didn't know what to say, so he simply stood up and said, "I came to see Aunt Zhao today, and also that food container... I'll be going now."

She grabbed her coat and bag, turned around, and walked out.

Wen Qi panicked and subconsciously took two steps to chase after her, but unexpectedly, she suddenly stopped and turned around. "Last night, Feng Lei called me to apologize, saying that her family's business was being targeted, and it seems that she even lost her job overseas."

Wen Qi was slightly taken aback, then asked frankly, "Well, did you accept her apology?"

“No,” Ji Xuan said. “I’m not a bodhisattva; I can’t forgive and forget. But… how did you know about her?”

"She told me herself."

Ji Xian looked surprised as he slowly said, "On the afternoon of the school anniversary, when I arrived at the school, I happened to hear her talking about you... I asked and found out that she was your classmate and even knew her name."

Knowing this, it's actually quite simple to investigate further.

Wen Qi didn't go too far; he just wanted to teach the Feng family a lesson.

The fact that Feng Lei could curse so freely shows how inadequate the Feng family's upbringing is.

This is not only about teaching Feng Lei how to be a person, but also about teaching her father how to raise his daughter.

After all, if a son is not taught, it is the father's fault.

Ji Xian pursed her lips, knowing that he was venting his anger for her, and the way he vented his anger was very much in line with his personality.

Commercialization.

"Thank you." She licked her red lips. "However... while your actions will cause significant losses for the Feng family, they will also definitely have an impact on the Linqi stock market. The large fluctuations in prices could lead to losses as well."

"It's really not worth taking such a risk for Feng Lei."

She advised, "Let's stop."

Wen Qi didn't speak, he just stared at her quietly.

As she was about to turn around, he stepped forward and grabbed her slender wrist. "Losses are no big deal. I don't like hearing others speak ill of you. This is just a small punishment to serve as a warning."

This time, he held her hand very lightly, so lightly that she could easily pull it back with a slight effort. But Ji Xian didn't move, letting him hold her hand.

By gently lifting her eyelids, she could see the deep affection in his eyes as he looked at her.

She could clearly see his face reflected in his eyes, as if this vast world could only hold her alone.

Ji Xian felt his heart in turmoil.

My breathing became erratic.

She could also clearly feel that the chasm that originally existed between them was slowly disappearing, and even the thorn in her heart was being smoothed out by his deep affection.

The scar that had been festering and blurring day after day for four years is now slowly showing signs of healing.

His deep, pleasant voice rang in my ears, "Ji Xian..."

Her somewhat unfocused eyes suddenly sharpened, just in time to see Aunt Zhao carrying breakfast out of the kitchen. She subconsciously pulled her hand back.

"You've heated up your breakfast, go and eat it first."

Wen Qi looked down at his hand hanging in the air, stunned for a moment, then the fog in his heart was lifted and he came to his senses.

Her resolute decision that day is still vivid in my mind.

How could I forget?

However, when he suddenly saw her appear in front of him, he couldn't help himself for a moment.

He withdrew his hand, the dryness in his throat seeming to intensify. "You drove here?"

Ji Xuan hummed in agreement, glanced at his dimmed eyes, pursed his lips, and pondered, "I already rejected Xiao Guxing's confession yesterday."

That was quite abrupt.

But Wen Qi was stunned.

Ji Xian felt he had said everything he needed to say, looked at Aunt Zhao who was still busy, and said loudly, "Aunt Zhao, you're busy, I'll go now, I'll come see you again next time."

"Oh? Why are you leaving so soon?" Aunt Zhao came over and anxiously tried to persuade her to stay. "At least have lunch before you leave. I wanted to show you my newly developed dish at noon."

"Last time, the young master's order came so suddenly that we didn't have time to prepare many of the ingredients. This morning, we just happened to buy a duck, which can be used to make old duck soup, and some shrimp, which are very fresh and perfect for making braised shrimp. We also bought a fish, which can be used to make your favorite smoked fish. We also have ingredients for pineapple black pepper beef."

"I remember you love syrup sponge cake, right? You can make this too. Once it's done, you can take some home to eat."

what is this?
An absolute culinary temptation.

Just as Ji Xian was about to shake his head and decline, his wrist was grabbed again.

This time the force was stronger; although it didn't hurt, it was definitely not easy to break free.

"Aunt Zhao, don't bother with breakfast, I'm not hungry. Let's prepare lunch instead."

After recovering from his shock, Wen Qi answered for her first. Then, he snatched her coat and bag from her hands, threw them on the sofa, and pulled her upstairs.

Ji Xian's eyes widened, and before his feet could react, he tripped and almost fell.

Wen Qi firmly put his arm around her waist and, with a combination of pulling and pushing, led her upstairs.

After turning the corner, I pinned her against the wall with a sudden, dramatic gesture.

"What are you doing...!"

Ji Xian was slightly annoyed. She looked up and her lips brushed against his suddenly lowered lips. They were so close that their breaths mingled together.

Her angry voice rose high and fell softly.

Wen Qi's spine stiffened, and he felt the softness of her lips, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

She changed her lip color today; it was hawthorn red, moist, like a red rose after being washed.

It's incredibly tempting.