Jingxia Rose

Chapter 112: Sweet words flow effortlessly
Ji Xian was slightly taken aback.

Looking at the last character with the heart radical, I've forgotten what I was feeling when I wrote this piece.

How did you come up with those seven words?

But it doesn't matter anymore; it's all in the past.

The seeds of affection that had been dormant for over a year began to sprout with the arrival of spring, nourished by the drizzling rain that started falling outside the window, and are growing stronger little by little.

After the two went downstairs, Aunt Zhao made Ji Xuan a cup of flower tea.

Wen Qi returned to his original self-discipline and propriety, but his deep peach blossom eyes could no longer hide his affection and tenderness for her, and even revealed a hint of lingering affection.

It seemed as if the lingering romance from upstairs was still present between the two of them.

Ji Xian felt a little awkward, so she simply put down her teacup and stood up. Wen Qi asked nervously, "Where are you going?"

"I'll go to the kitchen to see if Aunt Zhao needs any help."

After saying that, she went straight to the kitchen, not giving Wen Qi a chance to stop her.

Wen Qi glanced at her back, his eyes taking in the surrounding layout, and felt incredibly at ease.

Although the house is usually heated and doesn't feel cold, a unique chill always hits you when you come home.

But with Ji Xian here today, the cool gray and white tones have been transformed into a vibrant array of colors, making even this huge villa feel less empty.

But Ji Xian was 'kicked out' by Aunt Zhao and the other two cooks less than two minutes after entering the kitchen.

There are usually two to four people working in the kitchen, so there's no need for her help.

Aunt Zhao only allowed her to sit outside and drink tea.

There was no room for her in the kitchen, so she had to come out and sit down opposite Wen Qi again.

The two started chatting casually.

He's talking more than before; you can tell he's trying to find topics to talk about.

Suddenly, Ji Xuan's phone rang. It was an unknown number from Luan Ying City.

Ji Xian didn't even consider Jiao Yan. When he saw Luan Ying City, the first thing that came to mind was his second uncle's family. So he got up and went to the French windows to answer the phone.

She had just said "hello" when Jiao Yan's voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone, making her freeze.

"Ah Ning? Is that Ah Ning?"

Apart from that one meeting before the Lunar New Year, Jiao Yan was essentially a stranger to her.

But she still recognized her voice.

Especially the nickname "A-Ning".

It was her father who named it, saying he hoped she would have a peaceful, joyful, healthy, and tranquil life.

After her grandmother passed away, no one called her by her nickname anymore.

She never imagined that years later she would hear her own nickname from the mouth of the woman she had hated her whole life.

Ji Xian froze, his eyes, which were gazing at the spring rain outside, trembled and instantly turned frosty. His voice was like the wind blowing against the branches, cold and stern.

"Don't call me Aning!" she forced out through gritted teeth, then asked, "How did you get my phone number?"

It was a question, it was disgust, and it was anger.

Wen Qi was taken aback, and turned slightly to look at her tense back, which seemed to be enduring something.

Jiao Yan was taken aback by her cold tone and replied vaguely, "It's your second aunt..."

"impossible!"

Ji Xuan interrupted coldly, "I don't care where you got my phone number, but listen carefully to what I'm about to say: I don't want you to disturb my life, just as I haven't disturbed yours all these years."

“Ah Ning, Ah Ning, listen to your mother. I had my reasons back then. I didn’t abandon you on purpose. It was all your father’s fault! All these years, I’ve missed you so much…”

Snapped!
Ji Xian didn't hesitate. She found her so-called sophistry particularly grating and offensive, so she hung up the phone immediately.

I also blocked the number Jiao Yan called.

She simply couldn't be kind to this woman, and even more so when she heard her shift the blame onto her deceased father; how could she not be angry?

As her body trembled uncontrollably, a hard chest suddenly pressed against her back, and two hands slipped around her waist, gently encircling her. Ji Xian was startled, neither turning around nor looking back.

Wen Qi, who hugged her from behind, didn't say anything or ask anything.

It seemed he just wanted to let her know that he was there, that he was with her.

After a long while, Ji Xian finally suppressed his intense emotions. As soon as he turned around, he felt the two arms that were holding her loosen their grip, and she easily faced him.

Wen Qi was observing her eyes and expression.

Seeing that her eyes weren't red and her expression had calmed down, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Ji Xuan just looked at him and asked, "Why don't you ask?"

What I really wanted to ask was who made that phone call.

But he didn't want to mention the person who could make her so angry again.

He saw her condition when she had just spoken, and the small, trembling shoulders and figure.

"Your name is Aning? Is that a nickname or a name you changed?"

He pursed his lips, carefully considering his question.

Ji Xuan was stunned, her face blank for a moment, and then two unnatural blushes appeared on her cheeks.

I thought to myself, "You're quite good at grasping the key points."

"I didn't ask you to ask that."

"Is that really a nickname?" Wen Qi raised an eyebrow at her reaction. "Can I call you that?"

"..."

Ji Xuan was speechless, then said in embarrassment and annoyance, "Aren't you going to ask who just made the call?"

Why did you only remember Ah Ning?

Wen Qi lowered his eyes to look at her, a faint smile playing on his lips, and said gently, "When you're willing to talk, you'll naturally tell me. All I know is that that person's phone call made you unhappy, and I... want to make you happy."

Check it out.

He seems to have unlocked his full potential now.

Sweet words come out of her mouth effortlessly.

People with exceptional talent are indeed different; they learn everything quickly.

Ji Xian really didn't want to mention Jiao Yan, but after being asked that question, all his frustration and irritability vanished.

Ji Xuan had just walked past him and started to move when she suddenly remembered something. "By the way, why did the security guard in my apartment complex say you were my boyfriend?"

Wen Qi was taken aback and turned his head to meet her gaze.

"That's not what I said."

"Really." He explained helplessly, "When I delivered something to you that time, he asked me to register."

When the security guard asked him if he was Ms. Ji's boyfriend, he hesitated for a moment, neither admitting nor denying it.

The security guard could only assume that his silence was an admission of guilt.

Seeing his pursed lips and silent expression, Ji Xian understood everything.

She looked away, returned to the sofa, poured herself another cup of herbal tea, took a sip, opened WeChat, and found Ji Heng's WeChat account.

Seeing her expressionless face, Wen Qi walked over and tentatively asked, "Are you angry?"

"Does he look like someone who gets angry easily?" Ji Xuan glanced at him slowly and deliberately.

"No."

Ji Xuan ignored him and typed on his phone: Ji Heng, can you help me find out if something happened to Jiao Yan?
What made her swallow her pride and first return to Jialing Town, and then go to great lengths to contact him?

This matter is definitely not simple.

One more chapter coming up, it'll be a little later, it's on its way!