Jingxia Rose

Chapter 117: Wen Qi is a good match, their first encounter.

Seeing him reach for the suitcase, Ji Xian let go and shook her head. "No. There's no shortage of daily necessities and clothes in Moscow. I went to a shopping mall last night and bought some local specialties to give to my colleagues there."

When I come back, I won't need to buy a suitcase.

She spent less than a year in Moscow and owned very little except for her clothes.

After she put on her hat and coat, the two went out.

When I arrived at the entrance of the residential area, I happened to run into the security guard changing shifts. It was that same honest and hardworking security guard again.

"Good morning, Ms. Ji." She flashed a bright white smile upon seeing them. "Are you going on a trip with your boyfriend?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Qi subconsciously looked at Ji Xian.

Ji Xuan simply smiled and said, "Good morning."

He did not answer his subsequent questions.

Does this count as tacit agreement?

Or is it simply that you don't want to discuss this topic in depth with others?
Given Ji Xian's personality, the latter one is actually closer to the truth.

With that in mind, Wen Qi helped her put her suitcase away and drove to the airport.

Less than ten minutes after setting off, Ji Xuan received a call from Xiao Guxing, asking if she had left yet.

Wen Qi guessed who was making the call from her answer.

It seems that Xiao Guxing's failed confession did not affect the friendship between the two of them.

Unlike before, when they would delete each other completely from WeChat after breaking up.

Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the airport, and Wen Qi insisted on escorting her inside.

Then, while checking in, I ran into Xiao Guxing.

Seeing the gift Ji Xian that he had given him, Xiao Guxing was both surprised and not surprised. He smiled and nodded in greeting, "President Wen."

"Mr. Xiao."

Wen Qi responded and even took the initiative to extend her hand to shake his.

To be honest, this wasn't the first time he had met Xiao Guxing, but the previous times they had either been nodding acquaintances or kept a distance from each other.

After a few awkward seconds of staring at each other, Wen Qi looked away from Ji Xuan and said, "It's cold in Moscow, so keep warm and take good care of yourself."

"I'll wait for you to come back."

He spoke the last sentence in a very low and gentle voice, and with the deep affection in his eyes, it was as if he wanted to drown you in it.

Ji Xian's heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained calm and natural as he simply nodded, "Mm."

"Then I'll go first."

After saying this, Wen Qi nodded to Xiao Guxing and turned to leave.

Ji Xuan only looked away after Xiao Guxing disappeared from the crowd and from sight, and walked towards the VIP business lounge with him.

Seeing her light steps, Xiao Guxing's lips curled up slightly. "In a good mood?"

Ji Xuan was taken aback and turned to look at him.

"You got back together with him?"

"not yet……"

"It'll be soon then," Xiao Guxing smiled. "I can tell that you're genuinely happy with him, and the way he looks at you is undeniable."

“That’s great, Ji Xian. I sincerely wish you all the best and hope that you can continue to be happy.” He said earnestly, “Now that you’ve made up your mind, there’s no need to hesitate or waver anymore.”

"Wen Qi... is a good match."

Ji Xian opened his mouth, his steps gradually slowing down. "Thank you. Senior, I also wish you to meet a good person, enjoy your youth, be free from sorrow, and have all your wishes fulfilled."

"Alright." Xiao Guxing's eyes narrowed. "Then I'll take your good wishes."

The two were seated separately. Xiao Guxing had a small suitcase containing a laptop and various documents.

He didn't ask the flight attendants to help him put his suitcase down; he carried it up himself and placed it there. Just as he sat down, he heard a soft, pleasant female voice say, "Thank you. I need a blanket and a pair of slippers."

Perhaps drawn in by the overly sweet voice, like a marshmallow coated in strawberry syrup, he couldn't help but turn his head to take a look.

A sweet and pretty girl sat across a wide aisle from him. Her delicate baby face looked somewhat immature, and she appeared to be only seventeen or eighteen years old.

Even her outfit makes her look youthful: a pink sweater paired with a gray pleated skirt, and a light pink coat and beige scarf that she took off.

Xiao Guxing's first thought was that she would be very cold when she got off the plane in Moscow.

When the flight attendant brought her what she wanted, she flashed a sweet smile, like the bright sunshine rising in winter, shining through the clouds and warming her, or like drinking a sweet, iced drink on a hot summer day.

It is refreshing and invigorating.

Xiao Guxing glanced at it briefly before looking away.

Just then, a flight attendant came over and asked if he needed slippers. He smiled and said gently, "No, thank you. But I'd like a cup of coffee."

"Okay, wait a minute."

"Thank you."

The girl next to him, who had just changed her shoes, was also taken aback when she heard his voice, and openly tilted her head to look at him.

I was immediately drawn to his handsome face, which had no aggressive features and a natural smile when he raised his eyebrows.

She thought to herself, "This man is really good-looking. His nose, mouth, eyes, and voice are all to my aesthetic liking."

Perhaps the girl's gaze was too intense, for Xiao Guxing, who was sipping his coffee, simply couldn't ignore it. He turned his head slightly and glanced at her with a nonchalant air.

The moment their eyes met, the girl immediately flashed a sweet smile and naturally struck up a conversation, "Brother, what are you going to Moscow for? Is it a business trip?"

Xiao Guxing was so startled by her sudden call of "brother" that he almost dropped his coffee, a jolt of electricity running through his body.

He steadied himself, gently lifted his eyelids, and saw that her bright and lively eyes seemed to hold the entire spring, full of vitality and radiance.

"Go to work."

He replied in a gentle, even tone, with just two words.

It's a way of being perfunctory towards strangers.

The girl seemed oblivious, remaining enthusiastic, "Oh, right. Then you must know Moscow very well, brother. This is my first time in Moscow. Do you have any recommendations for places to visit? Preferably places with beautiful scenery."

She rested both elbows on the handrails, leaned forward to the side, and spoke with anticipation.

Xiao Guxing didn't know why this girl, who looked like she wasn't even an adult yet, was so outgoing.

I don't know how she, at such a young age, could travel abroad all by herself.

“Zaryadye Park, the Roman Catholic Church of Our Lady of the Immaculate Conception, Perlov’s Tea House.”

"These places are all covered in travel guides, but I'd like to know about some less-known spots."

"I don't know."

Xiao Guxing replied casually, attempting to end the conversation.

But the little girl didn't want to hear it and kept asking, "Brother, how long have you been in Moscow?"

"Several years." A very perfunctory response.

"Then how come you don't know what attractions it has?"

"You can search it on Baidu yourself." Xiao Guxing had never encountered such a noisy and talkative person before. He rubbed his temples and interrupted her before she could speak, "I need to rest."

"Oh fine."

The little girl pouted, thinking to herself, "Is she really that bad at striking up a conversation?"

Can't this man see that she wants to get to know him?

My brother is good-looking, but he doesn't seem to have a good temper.

The first proactive attack in 25 years has failed!

Do you think the senior will regret being so cold and perfunctory when he first met his future wife?