Jingxia Rose

Chapter 120: My Boyfriend Will Pick Me Up

Ji Xian booked a flight for Monday, which would arrive in Beijing around 7:30 in the evening.

After booking the plane tickets, she even sent Wen Qi a WeChat message.

Xiao Guxing and Anatoly saw her off together that day.

Beijing.

After Wen Qi finished his meeting and returned to his office, he pressed the intercom and called Ye Xueyan in.

Ye Xueyan thought he wanted the meeting minutes from earlier, so she came in carrying two documents and placed them in front of him.

Wen Qi didn't look at it, but just stared at her, pursing his lips, his peach blossom eyes unfathomable.

He looked at it with a scrutinizing expression.

Ye Xueyan's heart skipped a beat, and she cautiously asked, "President Wen, is there something wrong with my work?"

"No."

Wen Qi withdrew his gaze and pondered, "Today is Valentine's Day. What kind of gifts do you girls usually hope to receive?"

He had given Ji Xuan quite a few gifts in the past, all of which he thought were right and that she would like them, without ever asking her.

It might be this mechanical sense of ritual that makes her feel like she's completing a task when she buys those things.

But every gift he gave before was carefully selected; there was no question of him being perfunctory.

The relationship between the two is currently unclear, and he doesn't know what to buy or give as a gift.

So after much hesitation, he decided to ask the girls what they thought.

Among the girls nearby, Ye Xueyan is quite familiar with Ji Xian.

Ye Xueyan was momentarily stunned by his question, then blinked and suddenly realized what he meant.

This is definitely going to be given to Ji Xian.

"What you give isn't important; what matters is the thought behind it, and whether the man is willing to put thought into choosing the gift."

The slight trepidation she had felt moments before vanished, and she straightened up, saying, "Besides, it's actually quite easy to pick a gift for a girl. Accessories, clothes, or even makeup and skincare products are all good options."

Wen Qi seemed to ponder for a moment, then nodded, said "I understand," and let Ye Xueyan leave first.

Around 4 p.m., he drove directly to the shopping district.

The weather was nice today, so I randomly walked into a brand store and was completely stunned when I saw the makeup line.

"Hello, how can I help you?" A saleswoman approached.

"Any recommendations?" He looked around, completely clueless about what those things were for.

Is this a gift for your girlfriend?

Wen Qi hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

The sales clerk walked up to a counter and said, "You can take a look at the lipsticks."

She then took out several lipstick samples for him to try on, saying, "These two are suitable for both commuting and traveling. They are not picky about skin tone and make your skin look brighter. They can be paired with most everyday outfits."

Wen Qi looked at the two lipstick marks on the back of his hand, but he couldn't really see much difference.

One is more of a maple leaf red, and the other is more of a tomato color.

In the end, he bought both of them, and also chose a cushion foundation and a bottle of Chanel's Coco perfume.

After leaving the mall, he stopped by Meet You and waited in line for over an hour to buy two slices of her favorite strawberry mousse cake and Black Forest cake.

Today is Valentine's Day, and many flower shops are having promotions. There are even quite a few flower vendors on the roadside.

He took the cake and went to the flower shop again.

I chose white roses again.

He arrived at the airport early to wait, but the plane was delayed due to weather conditions, and the airport gave a reason.

It was said that the plane encountered turbulence.

Wen Qi's heart was pounding, practically in his throat, as he stared intently at the big screen without blinking.

It wasn't until around nine o'clock that we saw the news that the plane had landed safely. After waiting for about ten more minutes, we finally spotted Ji Xuan pushing a luggage cart among the crowd that was coming out.

Ji Xuan also saw him.

Perhaps it was his height and slender figure, coupled with his impeccably tailored and elegant suit, that made him stand out.

Even from a great distance, their gazes met in the air.

As she approached, Wen Qi suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms, his broad hand pressed tightly against her lower back. "Fortunately, we landed safely."

Ji Xuan was taken aback by his sudden hug, but noticing his tension and worry, she said gently, "Yes, I'm fine."

Wen Qi raised his face, stared at her intently for a while, and only when he was sure she was really alright did he finally feel relieved.

He reached out and took her luggage cart.

The two arrived at the parking area, and Ji Xian originally wanted to help him put his luggage away.

Both suitcases were quite heavy.

But Wen Qi stopped him, saying, "I'll do it, don't move."

Ji Xian could only stand aside and watch him put his suitcase away, when she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the lipstick mark on the back of his hand.

It looks like there are traces of several different shades of lipstick mixed together and not wiped off properly.

Her gaze lingered for a few seconds before she calmly and naturally looked away, turning to open the passenger side door.

Suddenly, I was taken aback.

There was a large bouquet of white roses on the seat, along with a cake bag with the Meet You logo.

There were also two smaller shopping bags from luxury brands.

She opened her eyes wide in surprise.

When Wen Qi saw that she had noticed, he smiled and came over to explain, "Today is Valentine's Day."

Ji Xian knew it was Valentine's Day, but he never expected him to be so... romantic.

Yes, that's right, it's romantic.

She didn't actually have high expectations for a straight man like Wen Qi.

Preparing such a surprise is the ultimate expression of romance for him.

"Like it?"

Ji Xian reached out and picked up the heavy bouquet of flowers, nodding and saying, "Yes, I like it."

Upon hearing this, Wen Qi's smile deepened. "I'm glad you like it."

Ji Xian placed the flowers on the back seat, picked up the cake and the two bags, sat down, and checked them one by one before discovering that they contained lipstick and perfume.

She thought of the lipstick on the back of his hand and suddenly realized, blurting out, "The lipstick mark on the back of your hand was left when you were trying on lipstick?"

Wen Qi was taken aback and turned to look at her. "Where did you think it came from?"

"No, I was just a little curious and..."

“Ji Xian.” Wen Qi suddenly turned to the side and grasped her slightly cool fingertips. “If there’s anything you want to ask in the future, whether it’s something you’re curious about or something you’re suspicious about, you can ask it.”

"Besides, you're the only one in my heart; there's no room for anyone else."

Seeing how serious and solemn he was, Ji Xian was speechless, yet she couldn't control her heartbeat, which suddenly quickened.

Now he can spout sweet nothings effortlessly, regardless of the time.

He explained, "I didn't suspect anything, I was just curious why there was a lipstick mark on the back of your hand. I was planning to ask you about it after we got in the car."

She really didn't think much about it; firstly, she understood him, and secondly, she genuinely trusted him.

Wen Qi held her hand tightly, his fingertips gently squeezing the softest spot on her palm. "This afternoon at the mall, the sales clerk left these marks on the back of my hand when she was trying out colors." "I don't know if you like those two colors."

Anyway, he couldn't see much difference.

He paused, then added, "But I think it would look really good on you."

Ji Xuan lifted her eyelids and glanced at him, then casually withdrew her hand, took out the two lipsticks, and looked at the colors.

None of them were particularly deep, just the kind she liked. A slight smile played on her lips. "Thank you."

Wen Qi shook hands, as if deliberately trying to retain the warmth she left in his palm. Seeing her happy, the last trace of heavy gloom in his heart vanished.

"Going to eat first?"

"Well, I'm a little hungry."

"What to eat?"

“Chinese food.”

After eating Russian food for several more days in Moscow, she genuinely missed Chinese food.

Wen Qi agreed and drove to the Chinese restaurant they used to frequent.

Wen Qi had originally planned to watch a movie together after dinner. Several romance films were released today for Valentine's Day, and he had already bought the tickets.

But because of flight delays, I can't make it to the movie now.

Besides, she had been on a plane for so long and had encountered turbulence, so she certainly didn't have the mood or energy to watch it.

So he didn't mention it.

After the meal, Wen Qi drove her downstairs and helped her carry her luggage upstairs.

"You should have a good rest tonight."

"Ah."

After watching him leave, Ji Xuan didn't even bother to pack his luggage. He went straight to the bathroom, took a nice hot bath, and washed away all his fatigue.

The jet lag she'd been experiencing these past few days had left her completely disoriented.

She rested at home for a day, and Wen Qi brought her breakfast. They even cooked dinner together.

Ji Xian actually quite likes this atmosphere; it gives her a sense of groundedness, like her feet are firmly on the ground, rather than that feeling of being carried away.

She could even sense a warmth and connection between herself and Wen Qi.

It's no longer like before, always separated by a wide chasm, or even unreachable.

Wen Qi also did a great job of trying to participate in her life and make his presence felt when he was pursuing her.

Even the next day, when Ji Xian went to the Chengkong branch, he was picked up and dropped off by him.

On Saturday, Zheng's, Lü's, and Chongshen Technology hosted a cocktail party for the British and French teams.

As Mr. Gerry's accompanying translator, Ji Xian naturally accompanied him.

For the occasion of the party, she wore a black strapless satin dress with a matching blazer.

When choosing a necklace, she hesitated for a moment, but in the end she chose the white rose necklace that Wen Qi had given her as a gift for their fourth anniversary.

She had beautiful, wavy black hair, a graceful and slender figure, and bright red lips. Every smile and frown of hers was charming and captivating.

She appeared alongside Mr. Gerry, immediately attracting a lot of attention.

People who come over to chat with Mr. Gerry always exchange a few words with her.

Ji Xian would respond appropriately or change the subject, always prioritizing the translation work.

She hadn't originally planned to drink, but after being persuaded repeatedly by several people, she finally drank a glass out of respect for Mr. Gerry.

Once you have the first cup, you'll naturally have the second and the third.

There are biases against women in the workplace, and these biases generally stem from men's prejudices, especially against beautiful women.

Previously, when he was by Wen Qi's side, Ji Xuan didn't feel much about this kind of thing.

Being known as 'Wen Qi's girlfriend' saved her a lot of trouble.

But now, every time you have a translation client, you never know whether you're working with a real person or dealing with an idiot.

Ji Xuan only took a small sip of her second glass, glancing with some disgust at the man in front of her who kept trying to force her to drink.

He seems to be the young master of the Zheng Group, named Zheng Feilin, around twenty-six or twenty-seven years old.

He wasn't particularly tall, even a centimeter or two shorter than Ji Xuan, who was wearing high heels.

His appearance is average, with a decent but not particularly striking face.

She hesitated for a moment, then simply placed the glass back on the waiter's tray. Before she could speak, Mr. Gerry said, "Young Master Zheng, Miss Ji is my translator. She has already given you enough face. Please don't make things difficult for her."

Mr. Gerry spoke in English, so Zheng Feilin didn't need to translate; he understood perfectly.

Zheng Feilin's smile froze. He glanced at Mr. Gerry, then smiled again and said, "I was being presumptuous. I'll punish myself with a drink. Please don't take it to heart, Miss Ji."

He then said a few more polite words before turning and leaving.

Ji Xian thanked Mr. Gerry in French.

Mr. Gerry shook his head. "You are my translator. Since I brought you to this banquet, I naturally cannot let you get hurt in any way."

“I have heard of this young master of the Zheng family. You should not have much contact with him. He is not a good person.”

Ji Xuan smiled gently, "Okay, thank you for reminding me, Mr. Gerry. I understand."

Mr. Gerry speaks both English and French. Except for some Chinese he doesn't understand and needs Ji Xian to translate, he can communicate fluently with most people in English.

As the party drew to a close, Ji Xuan sensed a faint, sinister gaze emanating from a dark corner.

It feels like a wolf eyeing its prey.

She disliked those purposeful stares, and after thinking about it, she still took the time to call Wen Qi.

This was the first time Ji Xian had called him since their breakup.

Wen Qi paused for a moment before answering the phone.

"Wen Qi, I'm almost done here, could you come pick me up?" Her gentle voice came through the receiver. "I've had a little to drink."

Wen Qi was taken aback again. This was one of the few requests she had made to him since they met.

He took a deep breath and said, "Okay. I'll be right there in twenty minutes."

He knew Ji Xian had a party today, so he worked overtime and didn't go home.

He simply grabbed his coat and car keys and left the office.

They almost bumped into Ye Xueyan, who was about to come in.

Watching his hurried departure, Ye Xueyan called out, "President Wen..."

"I'm off work. We can talk about it tomorrow."

After saying this, Wen Qi disappeared at the entrance of the president's office.

Around 9:30, Mr. Gerry bid farewell to the three organizers and the British representative, and then left the banquet hall.

Before getting into the car, Mr. Gerry said, "Ms. Ji, please take our car back."

Ji Xian politely declined, "Thank you for your kindness, but I wouldn't dare trouble you. My boyfriend will be picking me up soon, he should be here soon."

Hearing this, Mr. Gerry didn't press the matter further, and simply nodded, "It's good that someone is coming to pick you up. See you tomorrow."

"Okay, take care."

After watching Mr. Gerry's car disappear into the night, Ji Xuan looked away, took out his phone from his bag, and prepared to send a message to Wen Qi to ask how much longer it would take for him to arrive.

A familiar yet utterly repulsive voice suddenly rang out behind her, "Miss Ji, who are you waiting for?"

Today's two chapters have been combined into one. The two are expected to reconcile tomorrow, and things are about to get sweet! Are you all ready?