Jingxia Rose

Chapter 7 007: That Night

During their four years of dating, Wen Qi was actually a pretty good boyfriend. They never argued, and their relationship continued to progress in a very calm and ordinary way.

At least, as a girlfriend, she couldn't find a single flaw in terms of responsibility.

Ji Xian gazed out the window, letting the scenery recede into his eyes.

"Why didn't I receive my anniversary gift?"

The car stopped at a traffic light intersection, and in the silence, Wen Qiqing's deep voice sounded slightly abrupt.

Upon hearing this, Ji Xian glanced at him sideways, his expression slightly dazed.

Today marks their fourth anniversary together.

Four years ago today, the two woke up in bed, the effects of the alcohol worn off, the air still filled with the lingering, slightly decadent scent of the previous night, and their naked bodies spoke volumes of indulgence and absurdity.

Wen Qi rubbed his throbbing head, his throat hoarse and rough from the hangover, as if he had a handful of grit in it. "I'm sorry."

Ji Xian covered his eyes with his hand, and after a long while, he softly replied, "It's okay."

Last night was an accident; they were all drunk.

Ji Xian can understand.

Wen Qi knew that although he was drunk last night and his brain was dominated by alcohol, he still had some shallow consciousness left.

He knew who the person in front of him was, but he didn't restrain himself, indulging in the release of all his emotions, trying to get her to help him share and dissipate that suppressed anxiety.

But how exactly did it begin? Perhaps it was a glance exchanged, or perhaps the misty rain that night added a touch of romance and ambiguity to the two adults, causing them to become hopelessly enamored.

He didn't quite remember, and Ji Xian forgot as well.

The awkward atmosphere continued to spread, and neither of them spoke again. After a while, Ji Xuan silently lifted the blanket and began to get dressed.

Perhaps the recklessness of last night was too intense, because the pink and white silk dress on the ground was in a terrible state, with tear marks at the slit.

But at that moment, she had nothing to wear except a dress.

Her room is next door.

"Ji Xian".

As she pulled the zipper behind her back, that deep voice drifted into her ears again. She paused, raised her eyes slightly, and looked at the man sitting at the foot of the bed with his head bowed.

From her angle, she could only see his profile; he was shirtless, with strong arm muscles, a lean physique, and clearly defined abdominal muscles.

"Would you consider coming with me?"

Wen Qi's next words made her freeze.

Having worked as his secretary for over a year, she had witnessed many wealthy young men keeping mistresses, but she never expected that Wen Qi, who was always calm, composed, aloof, and noble, would one day have such a cliché idea.

And the target is still her.

She pursed her lips, silently zipped up her jacket, and walked up to him. "Mr. Wen, I won't hold a grudge about what happened last night, and you don't need to compensate me. After all, I also bear some responsibility. If you're worried that I'll use this to blackmail you and make you take responsibility, I can resign."

Wen Qi frowned, looked up at her, and realized she had misunderstood. After a moment of hesitation, he explained, "What I mean is, be my girlfriend."

Ji Xian was stunned and stared at him blankly.

The Wen family had strict upbringing, and his parents were upright individuals; he would never do something like keeping a mistress or having casual sex.

The only thing that can be legitimately recognized is the role of a girlfriend.

Ji Xuan couldn't recall what she felt when she agreed, but the vehicle restarted, interrupting her drifting memories.

"I've been so busy these past few days that I forgot," she said with a gentle smile. "It's okay, I really don't need anything."

Wen Qi also glanced at her sideways.

It seems that in the four years they've been together, she's always been selfless and dedicated, sharing his burdens without ever asking for anything in return. He remembers Yi Xu saying that girls are usually quite sensitive to special occasions like birthdays, Valentine's Day, and anniversaries, but Ji Xian seems to be an exception; she doesn't seem to care much about them.

The silence continued until they reached the company's underground parking lot. Once inside the elevator, Ji Xuan quickly got into character, took out his tablet from his bag, and started talking about what he had missed in the past two days, as well as reporting on his schedule for the next two days.

Wen Qi pointed out two changes, which Ji Xuan crossed out on the tablet.

Upon arriving at the president's office, she added, "President Shang's secretary called again this morning, wanting to invite you to play golf this weekend."

Shangchong Technology recently launched a smart drone project, but the initial research and development costs are huge, which they cannot afford on their own. That's why they are so actively contacting Linqi Capital.

Last week, Wen Qi had already read Shang Chong's business plan, but probably felt that it wasn't worth investing in, so the plan was sent back. Instead, he chose Ya Shen's autonomous vehicle project.

Wen Qi pondered for a moment, his fingers gently rubbing together in his pocket, as if he were thinking about something. He only spoke slowly when the elevator arrived at the president's office.

"Sunday afternoon at four o'clock."

Upon hearing this, Ji Xian knew that he had agreed, so he nodded and made a note of it.

Upon entering the office area, the staff in the secretariat stood up to greet them, saying, "President Wen."

Wen Qi nodded in response, and without stopping, went straight into the office.

The high-level meeting at 2:30 lasted for an hour and a half. By the time Ji Xuan finished organizing the meeting minutes, it was almost 5:00.

Wen Qi came out of the office and stopped in front of her desk. "Are you done with your work?"

Ji Xuan stood up blankly. "What are your instructions, Mr. Wen?"

"get off work."

Off, off work?

She glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer screen out of the corner of her eye. It wasn't even five o'clock yet, what was she doing getting off work?

Wen Qi is usually very punctual. Even if he has nothing to do that day, he will stay at the company until six o'clock before leaving.

In her memory, Wen Qi was an extremely disciplined person, even to the point of being described as upright.

It's precisely because of his personality that their relationship feels like work.

Of course, Ji Xian's gentle, sensitive, and overly independent nature also contributed to this.

Shi Wan once said that the two of them were not suited for dating, but rather for living together, which would definitely last longer than dating.

Ji Xuan put the meeting minutes away in a drawer with a password, tidied up his own things, grabbed his bag, and left the president's office with him.

Wen Qi drove as usual, and only after pulling out of the garage did he ask, "What do you want to eat?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Xuan immediately understood what he meant.

This is to celebrate our fourth anniversary together.

You have to admit, he's a person who has a strong sense of ritual.

However, these rituals are limited to gift-giving and meals on special occasions, and there's nothing particularly special about them. In the past two years, they have been inseparable, both at work and in private.

We eat together like this every meal, so as for the etiquette...
is also like this.

She said, "Let's go back to Canglanju to eat. I haven't had Aunt Zhao's sweet and sour pork ribs in a while."

Aside from breakfast, lunch, and dinner, they rarely eat at home, as Wen Qi has various social engagements and overtime work.

Aunt Zhao is a very good cook, especially when it comes to home-style dishes. Ji Xuan really enjoys eating her cooking.

Wen Qi had no objection to this, and the car drove all the way back to Canglan Residence.

(End of this chapter)