Beijing-Hong Kong Affair

Chapter 1: Just a Lover
Late August, Hong Kong City.

The sun was blindingly bright, having come out from the cool autumn rain in Beijing. Lin Xian was somewhat uncomfortable with the heat, and the hot air rising from the ground made her feel dizzy.

In order to catch an early flight to send a gift to Chen, Lin Xian grabbed her backpack and headed out the door, forgetting to bring her suitcase, so now she doesn't even have a change of clothes.

Lin Xian had her long hair tied in a ponytail. She wore a long-sleeved white T-shirt with the cuffs rolled up, blue jeans and a pair of sneakers. A small clump of hair stuck to her face, and an uneasy expression flashed across her porcelain-white face.

At this moment, she was standing under a tall building in Tsim Sha Tsui, watching the people hurrying back and forth, so nervous that her palms were sweating.

The black backpack she had carried for eight years had become worn white, and the tie clip she had saved up and spent 20,000 yuan to buy was hidden inside.

Chen Ji's birthday party will be held in the private club on the top floor of this building.

Breathing the sea breeze from Victoria Harbour, she felt close to Chen Ji for the first time.

The money she had saved from her part-time job was almost gone after she bought the plane ticket. If the security guards didn't let her in and she couldn't see Chen Ji, she would have to sleep on the street tonight.

Lin Xian plucked up her courage and walked into the building. She shivered subconsciously when the strong cold air blew.

Someone stopped her at the door and said, "Hello, please show me your membership card."

Lin Xian didn't understand Cantonese very well. She stared at the security guard with her clear eyes and said in a very low voice, "Excuse me, I'm looking for someone."

The security guard's ears turned red, and he said in broken Mandarin: "Sorry, we have a rule that you are not allowed in without a membership card."

Lin Xian's voice was as quiet as a mosquito. "Is it not possible to find someone?"

Perhaps it was because seeing Lin Xian's eyes lowered was too heartbreaking, the security guard couldn't bear it and knocked on the intercom, "Please wait a moment, I'll ask."

Lin Xian clenched her hands, lowered her head, and tried her best to regulate her breathing.

It doesn’t matter, she will definitely be able to see Chen Ji.

This time she dared to come to Hong Kong from Beijing alone. Chen Ji would definitely give her a big hug, stroke her head and say, "Our Xianxian has grown up."

Thinking of this, Lin Xian's mouth curled up. She had finally found out this address just to give Chen Ji a surprise, telling him that she would also come to Hong Kong to study and could continue to accompany him, ending their three-year long-distance relationship.

When Lin Xian looked up again, she saw a figure flash past behind the security guard and was informed that she could go in.

Lin Xian thanked the security guard repeatedly and gave him the cookies she had taken from the plane.

The security guard's ears turned even redder, and he sighed: It's rare to find a girl who is so beautiful even without makeup.

Lin Xian followed the instructions and got on the elevator. A pair of hands came around her and swiped her card.

The man asked in a deep voice, "Which floor?"

Lin Xian had a serious social anxiety disorder. She would breathe faster unconsciously when communicating with strangers. She didn't dare to look back. She just thought the man was a staff member of the building. She whispered, "I'll go to the 48th floor. Thank you."

The man reached out from behind her and swiped the card. His fingers were long and well-defined, and veins were faintly visible on the back of his hand.

It's a pair of beautiful hands.

Lin Xian quickly looked away, watching the numbers jump up and down, feeling that breathing was becoming increasingly difficult.

The person behind him chuckled mischievously.

But she didn't dare look back or ask others why they were laughing.

Lin Xian tightly grasped the strap of her backpack, fearing that the man would ask her something again.

The elevator stopped at the 46th floor, and the man behind her walked past Lin Xian, "Um, lend it to me."

The familiar smell caught her off guard and she looked up, but she only saw his back.

He was wearing a well-tailored black suit, his hair was neatly combed, and his shoulders were broad, making him look like a clothes rack.

The faint scent of cedar on him seemed familiar.

Lin Xian couldn't help but wonder, are all the staff so curly now? They dress like young masters.

Until she saw the sign outside the elevator, which read "Dense Club".

Lin Xian suddenly realized that he was that kind of worker.

Lin Xian didn't mean to look down on other people's work. On the contrary, with the qualifications of the man just now, he could probably earn a lot of money working here.

The elevator stopped at the 48th floor. Lin Xian calmed down and walked out.

Who would have thought that as soon as I got off the elevator, a heavily made-up woman grabbed my arm.

The woman cursed and stuffed a set of clothes into Lin Xian's hands.

"What the hell, you're so late, even the damn foreigner can't wait any longer."

When Lin Xian realized where she was going to take her, she found the courage to push her away and said, "Sorry, you got the wrong idea. I'm not a waiter. I'm here to look for someone."

The woman looked back and sized up Lin Xian from head to toe. "Aren't you the model that Martin found from the mainland?"

Lin Xian frowned, "I don't know Martin, and he's not a model."

The woman smiled evilly and said in Cantonese: "It doesn't matter. I can earn 20,000 yuan by putting on this outfit and working part-time for a day, right?"

Lin Xian scratched her nails. She really needed money, but her main purpose of coming here today was to find Chen Ji.

"We have a distinguished guest in Box 808 today. Do you want to do it?"

Lin Xian took a deep breath and answered with all her courage: "Do it!"

Lin Xian felt uncomfortable after changing into an inappropriate shirt and hip skirt.

"You are naturally beautiful and have a curvy figure. It would be a shame if you didn't join our industry."

The woman who called herself Vivian fiddled with her face for a few times, and the person in the mirror was a self that Lin Xian had never seen before.

As if she could see her nervousness, Vivian advised, "Relax, those young men won't make things difficult for beautiful women. Mr. Chen is still from the mainland."

Mr. Chen, is that Chen Ji?

Since he came to Hong Kong to study, he has rarely returned to Beijing, so he should have quite a few friends here.

Lin Xian pursed her lips and suddenly felt that she shouldn't have accepted this part-time job.

This seems to be embarrassing for Chen Ji.

But she is also a person with a strong sense of contract, and it is not her character to back out of something she has promised.

"Vivian, I just need to bring in the wine, right?"

"If you need anything else, you'll have to wait at the door. If you're unsure, come and ask me."

Lin Xian applied several more layers of eye shadow to ensure that she would not be easily recognized. She took a deep breath and walked towards the box with the tray.

There were not many people in the box at this time, and under the dim lights, she immediately noticed Chen Ji sitting in the middle of the sofa.

Counting the days, she hadn't seen Chen Ji for almost a year. He didn't go home for the Chinese New Year last year, but went to Switzerland to ski, while she was busy working a part-time job.

They only had a brief video chat for a few minutes.

Chen Ji took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth skillfully, and a beautiful woman next to him immediately lit it for him.

The woman was dressed coolly, with seductive eyes, and her hands were on Chen Ji's shoulders. "Mr. Chen, why didn't you let that pretty little follower come and play with us? She's so interesting."

Little follower?
Is it her?
Lin Xian squatted on the ground and placed the wine bottles, her heart in her throat.

All I heard was Chen Ji's casual tone, "How can she be as pretty as you? Even if Lin Xian is pretty, what's the use? She can't help me at all, but she's suitable to be kept outside as a little lover. It depends on whether she knows how to be interesting."

The wine bottle in Lin Xian's hand suddenly fell to the ground.

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