Jingxia Rose

Chapter 169 [Shi Yi 019] Will it kill you to send a message?

Shi Wan has always been this kind of person.

She could be completely open with Ji Xian because she considered him one of her own family. She was also loyal and devoted to her subordinates because she felt that this was what a boss should do.

Instead of trying to win employees over with heart-to-heart talks and expressions of love, it's better to just provide them with adequate money and benefits.

But she's actually quite demanding of others, especially in relationships; she would never allow herself to get into a situation she can't escape.

Therefore, many ex-boyfriends described her as selfish, ruthless, heartless, vindictive, and always weighing the pros and cons.

She had heard plenty of these negative comments since she was a child, but she never cared about other people's opinions and just did what she wanted.

Whatever, she likes it when people can't stand her but can't do anything about it.

Love is the least stable relationship among friendship and family ties.

Only a fool would rely on love to survive.

of course there are exceptions.

For example, Ji Xian and Wen Qi.

If there were more men in the world as devoted and affectionate as Wen Qi, there would certainly be fewer women like her who avoid love like the plague.

Before their relationship was in a state of confusion, Yi Xu didn't message her every day, but at most every day or two.

Four or five days passed after Yi Xu's birthday, and the two of them ignored each other.

Yi Xu still felt a lingering sense of unease in his chest, which he couldn't shake off for a long time.

On Saturday morning, he was still asleep when Mrs. Yi called him back to the old house for lunch.

"I don't want to go back," Yi Xu replied in a muffled voice with his eyes closed.

"Your grandfather asked you to come back."

"Yes, it's precisely because it's him that I don't want to go back."

"Stop being sarcastic and come back right now, dressed nicely."

"Dress nicer?" Yi Xu asked, puzzled. "How much nicer do I need to dress? Aren't I already pretty enough?"

Mrs. Yi knew his talkative nature, so she didn't bother to pay him any attention. She just told him to come back soon and then hung up the phone.

Yi Xu slowly opened his eyes, stared at his phone, pondered for a moment, then opened WeChat, scrolled down, found Shi Wan's profile picture, but didn't click on it. He pursed his lips, exited the app, and tossed his phone aside.

So annoying!
He doesn't go to see her, so this woman doesn't even bother to send him a message?
Would it kill you to send a message?
what? !

Enraged, he lost his sleepiness, grabbed a handful of hair, threw off the covers, got up, and went to the bathroom to wash up. While choosing clothes in the dressing room, he suddenly remembered the tone of Madam Yi's words when she instructed him, and narrowed his eyes.

An hour later, Yi Xu appeared at the old house looking refreshed.

He was still driving his limited-edition, flashy Bugatti sports car.

When Mrs. Yi heard that he had returned, she waited at the door early in the morning, and could hear the roar of the sports car from afar.

A moment later, Yi Xu was seen wearing a floral shirt, twirling car keys in his hand, with his hair slicked back, leisurely walking towards them.

Mrs. Yi was struck dumb. Her first reaction was, "Who is this?"
"mom."

Yi Xu shouted with a smile.

Mrs. Yi clutched her heart. "What...what are you wearing?"

Yi Xu looked down at herself and said, "Isn't it great? It's so stylish and vibrant. Look at this flower, it's so big. Logically speaking, someone your age should like it."

"..."

Mrs. Yi let out a long sigh of relief. If he weren't so tall, she would have pinched his ear. "Are you trying to make me angry to death? I told you to dress nicely, look at this..."

"Tsk, Mom, how can you have such a taste for clothing discrimination? That's not good." Yi Xu shook the red floral shirt he was wearing. "I think this shirt makes me look handsome, doesn't it? Don't you think I look even lighter today?" Where's her knife?
She has a 40-meter-long machete!
That brat is infuriating!

But before she could get angry, a graceful and dignified figure walked out of the door, and she had no choice but to suppress her anger for the time being and force an awkward smile.

"Chu Lin, let me introduce you. This is my youngest son, Yi Xu." She glared at Yi Xu, as if warning him. "Yi Xu, this is the third young lady of the Yuan family, Yuan Chu Lin."

Yi Xu looked at that figure and admitted that Yuan Chulin was very beautiful, as gentle, dignified, quiet and elegant as most socialites.

For some reason, the image of Shi Wan often losing her temper and going on a rampage appeared in his mind.

Shi Wan is different from her, and different from most socialites, heiresses, and internet celebrities.

She carries no labels of anyone else; she is simply herself.

He guessed Mrs. Yi's intention when she was choosing clothes.

So he wasn't surprised to see Yuan Chulin. He nodded and greeted her calmly without saying anything, then walked straight in. "Where's the old man?"

"Thank you for worrying about me, I'm not going to die."

A voice, weathered yet powerful, came from the living room.

Yi Xu scoffed, "It's good that you're not dead. You can live another ten or twenty years, and after Congcong graduates from university, gets married, and starts a family, he can give you another grandson, Zengzeng."

"Oh, then wouldn't I really become an old codger?"

"How can you talk like that? At most... she's just an old witch."

"You little brat!" Old Master Yi grabbed a cushion from the side and threw it at him.

Yi Xu easily dodged it, bent down, crossed her legs, and picked up the cushion. "Why did you call me back? Getting angry is bad for your health, isn't it?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Madam Yi walked in with Yuan Chulin.

After sitting for a while, Madam Yi noticed that the two of them weren't exchanging any words, so she said, "Dinner will be served in half an hour. It's boring sitting here. Ah Xu, why don't you take Chu Lin for a walk in the backyard?"

Upon hearing this, Yi Xu lazily lifted his eyelids to look at Yuan Chulin, nodded, and said, "Okay, let's go."

Yuan Chulin glanced at his nonchalant and unrestrained demeanor, pursed her red lips slightly, and got up to follow him to the backyard.

The Yi family's old house is quite antique, with a waterside pavilion in the backyard, and goldfish and lotus flowers in the pond, which is very beautiful in summer.

"I have a business deal I'd like to discuss with you."

Yi Xu paused, quite surprised by Yuan Chulin's opening remarks.

He turned to look at her, smiled leisurely, and said, "Business? A business deal involving marriage?"

“No.” Yuan Chulin looked at his exceptionally handsome face and paused. “It’s about perfume. I know your current company has this business.”

"Really?" Yi Xu's smile remained unchanged. "Although I manage the company, I don't handle project and business matters much. If you have any cooperation needs, you can directly contact the company's CEO or vice president."

Yuan Chulin frowned. "Are you on guard against me?"

"What are you being wary of?"

"I can tell, you don't want to marry me."

"Yes, it's good that you noticed."

"You have a girlfriend?" Yuan Chulin thought for a moment. "Is it that internet celebrity named 'Shishi'?"

Yi Xu's expression hardened.

“I’ve seen the rumors about you and her online,” Yuan Chulin said. “You should know that someone of her status wouldn’t be allowed into the Yi family. I don’t think you’re the kind of person who would die for love; you know very well what choice is in your best interest.”

Young Master Yi felt wronged and angry.