Jingxia Rose

Chapter 141: Wenxian Rose Manor

Wen Qi's smile deepened, but he didn't respond to her. He simply raised an eyebrow, pulled out a chair opposite him, and sat down. "I see you've been abroad for over twenty days, and you seem to have lost a lot of weight. Let Aunt Zhao help you get some nourishment."

Are you busy lately?

Ji Xuan took a sip of milk, not quite grasping the deeper meaning in his words, and replied, "It's alright. Next Wednesday, the three of them are going to Y City for a municipal press conference, and I have to go with them."

That's how it is with business interpreters; time is always passive, and you have to follow the client's schedule.

Last year in Moscow, she experienced flying to three different places in five days, one of which was abroad. Basically, she would start working as soon as she landed, finish her work, have a meal, take a nap, and then get up to fly again the next morning. After landing, she would start working again.

But when clients have no schedules, they are very free, so free that they could sprout.

Busy and idle are truly two extremes.

Wen Qi nodded gently, suddenly feeling a little nostalgic for the days when they were inseparable.

After a moment of silence, he asked again, "How many days?"

"Just two or three days, but it depends on the situation." Ji Xuan took a bite of his sandwich. "Aren't you busy lately?"

"It's alright, but two projects have reached the inspection and analysis stage, so the next two weeks will be very busy."

Upon hearing this, Ji Xuan looked up at him.

It seems like they've both gotten quite busy since they got back together.

We really have to squeeze in time to be together.

Before we got together, it felt like the other person had so much time on their hands.

But Wen Qi never considered asking her to resign and return to Linqi. He respected her thoughts and wanted her to shine in her area of ​​expertise and have a bright future.

This topic didn't make them sad; instead, they talked about their plans for when she returned from Y City.

"Where do you want to go? There's an oil painting exhibition at the Moonlight Art Museum at the end of the month, and you can also go to the aquarium. The amusement park in Dongcheng has been expanding since last year, and they started advertising it half a month ago."

Ji Xian pursed his lips. "The exhibition and the aquarium are nice, but the amusement park... I'll pass."

Wen Qi glanced at her, but couldn't detect anything wrong with her expression.

She laughed and said, "Amusement parks are for little kids, so let's not go."

Wen Qi's voice was deep, "You can be a child too."

Ji Xuan shuddered, inexplicably sensing a hint of doting in his tone.

"Eat quickly, it's raining today, I'm afraid there will be traffic jams on the road." She coughed awkwardly, stiffly changing the subject, finished the last bite of the sandwich, and got up to go to the room to get her coat and bag.

When Wen Qi left, he didn't take his suitcase. Ji Xian was in a hurry and forgot to remind him.

Once I got on the bus, it suddenly dawned on me, "Didn't you forget your suitcase?"

Wen Qi paused in inserting the key, then slowly nodded, his tone serious, "Hmm, I forgot. Never mind, I'll come back for it next time."

After starting the car, he pressed on, asking, "Are we going to Canglanju for dinner tonight, or coming back for dinner?"

"Canglanju, please tell Aunt Zhao that I would like to drink her stewed pigeon soup."

A hint of a smile flashed deep in Wen Qi's eyes. "Alright."

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The spring rain in Beijing lasted for two or three days. On the day the sun came out, Ji Xian went out on a field trip in the afternoon and finished work around 3 p.m. Wen Qi also took some time out of his busy schedule to take her to a manor in the suburbs. He was very secretive the whole way, and wouldn't say anything when Ji Xian asked him.

Upon arriving at our destination and getting off the bus, a gentle breeze blew by, carrying the fragrance of flowers.

Ji Xian could smell it; it was the scent of roses.

She paused for a moment, her hand already being held by Wen Qi, and was being led forward passively. After walking for a while, the fragrance of flowers grew stronger and stronger. When they reached the manor's sign and looked at the words on it, she stopped, her pupils shrinking slightly.

His face was filled with surprise.

Wenxian Rose Manor

"This...this is..." Her voice was very soft, as if it were about to melt away in the cool mountain breeze.

"This manor used to be called Yingye Rose."

Ji Xuan's surprise deepened. This was the rose garden that she used to supply Canglan Residence with white roses every week when she lived there.

"So, you didn't buy Wenxian, did you?"

Seeing him nod, Ji Xuan gasped, "When?"

"After you and I broke up, Yingye's boss came to me and said that Canglanju had stopped supplying white roses and that he would make changes. Later, I asked Aunt Zhao, and Aunt Zhao repeated what you said about canceling the white rose order that day. I knew then that you had already planned to break up."

That night, he sat quietly in his study all night, his mind replaying every little detail between them like a slideshow.

At the time, he was really confused and didn't know what Ji Xian's real reason for breaking up was.
It certainly wasn't because he got drunk with Yi Xu and the others that night and didn't pick her up; there must be another reason he didn't know.

But later, what Yi Xu and the others said hit him like a ton of bricks.

No need to find a reason for the breakup.

Every minute of their four years together was fraught with problems.

No girl could accept this kind of relationship, nor could she fully tolerate his dull, workaholic nature with no romantic flair whatsoever.

But Ji Xuan persisted for four years.

He never even gave her a proper confession or a romantic date.

Canglanju doesn't actually order many roses each week. Although each rose is a premium product and quite expensive, it's not worth Yingye's boss making a special call to try and win back the order.

He values ​​his relationship with Wen Qi, which is why he is so persistent.

In the end, Wen Qi resumed the order for white roses, delivering them to Canglan Residence every week as usual.

The only difference is that the person pruning and arranging the roses is no longer Ji Xian, but him.

“I know you really like his white roses,” the mountain breeze mingled with Wen Qi’s warm and deep voice like accompaniment. “The day I met you at the Zhongjing Evening Party, I couldn’t sleep again. I unexpectedly found your calligraphy of ‘Hearing the music and knowing the elegant meaning’ in the study. At that time, all I could think of was the image of you writing those words.”

"When I went downstairs this morning, I saw the bouquet of white roses on the coffee table in the living room, which gave me a hallucination, as if you were still by my side. It was also a kind of impulse, so that afternoon I talked to the owner of Yingye, acquired Yingye, and renamed it 'Wenxian'."

Ji Xuan listened in a daze, his expression blank, and a thin mist gradually rose in his empty eyes.

Wen Qi glanced at her, his peach blossom eyes holding her spring, summer, autumn, and winter, full of deep affection and tenderness.

He squeezed her hand and said, "Thankfully, I won you back. I didn't really miss out. Even if we missed one summer's roses, the next rose season will always come."

Women are emotional; it would be a lie to say they weren't moved.

Fortunately, Ji Xuan didn't try to hide her emotions at that moment. She met his gaze, a smile appearing between her brows. "This is the place you said you wanted to bring me to, right?"