Hong Kong Nights of Passion

Chapter 60 Laugh if you want to laugh, it's so uncomfortable to hold it in.

Wen Jinnian stared at the display screen of the video doorbell and saw Jiang Shu standing outside the wrought iron gate, holding a large bouquet of lilies.

She instinctively whispered, "Brother?"

At the same time, a familiar voice came from outside the door: "Niannian, open the door."

She turned around abruptly and looked at the person in her pajamas in the living room. Her face flushed with anxiety.

"Dr. Chi! You should go upstairs and hide right now!"

At this moment, Chi Yige was slowly drinking milk, with a ring of milk foam on the corner of his lips.

"Why should I hide when your brother is here?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You're wearing my clothes now! What will people think if word gets out?!"

She was so anxious that she stamped her feet.

Fu Yiyi's shoulders trembled as she tried to suppress her laughter: "Even if you jumped into the Yellow River, you couldn't clear your name."

Ignoring her, Wen Jinnian grabbed Chi Yige's arm: "I'm begging you! Sir! Go upstairs and hide for a bit!"

"benefit?"

I owe you a favor.

"That's what you said."

Chi Yige slowly put down the glass, took a tissue with his slender fingers to wipe the corner of his mouth, picked up his phone, and walked unhurriedly towards the stairs.

Wen Jinian finally breathed a sigh of relief and pressed the open door button. Jiang Shu looked at her flushed cheeks: "Niannian, why do you look so pale?"

"Hey bro, what brings you here all of a sudden?"

She tried to remain calm.

Jiang Shu smiled and handed over the bouquet, which Wen Jinnian accepted and thanked.

"Won't you invite me in for a seat?"

Stepping into the entryway, Jiang Shu's gaze swept over the dining table, where three plates and three glasses of milk were neatly arranged.

He paused, looking at Fu Yiyi who was engrossed in eating bread: "Are there guests at home?"

"Yes, she's Yiyi's friend!"

Jiang Shu looked around suspiciously before finally sitting down on the sofa.

"Niannian, my engagement with Zhou Shiyi has been called off."

The glass clinked softly on the coffee table, and Wen Jinnian's hand, which was holding the water glass, froze in place: "Brother, why were you so impulsive?"

He handed her warm water, his throat tightening. "Did something happen?"

Fu Yiyi was munching on her bread, secretly leaning her ear closer, forgetting even to drink her milk.

Wen Jinian gave her a helpless glare, then turned to Jiang Shu: "Brother, is the annulment of the engagement because of me?"

"Not entirely. Niannian, actually, it's about me and her."

"You still have feelings for her, don't you?" Wen Jinnian interrupted. "You just feel that I've been following you around since I was little, and now you suddenly say you don't like me anymore."

"Niannian! How could you think like that?" Jiang Shu suddenly looked up. "I know very well what I want."

"Don't say anything, brother." Wen Jinnian's voice was hoarse.

Just then, my phone beeped.

She stared at the screen with a wry smile, then unlocked the phone and turned it towards Jiang Shu.

"The blind date arranged by my uncle is scheduled for this afternoon. You see, whether it's for the sake of the Jiang family's reputation or to repay your kindness in raising me, I have no choice but to go, otherwise people will gossip again."

“Brother, even if you don’t get together with Miss Zhou, your uncle will arrange a new marriage for you right away.”

As soon as Wen Jin finished speaking, Jiang Shu suddenly grabbed her wrist, the force so strong it hurt: "Niannian, I'll take you away! I've saved up some money over the years, we can live without the Jiang family!"

"Brother, let go!" She struggled to pull her hand away, and Fu Yiyi hurriedly stepped forward to stop her: "Young Master Jiang, calm down!" Jiang Shu seemed not to hear her, his eyes fixed on Wen Jinnian.

Just then, a loud "bang" came from upstairs, like a heavy object hitting the ground.

Jiang Shu turned to look at the stairs, but Fu Yiyi had already blocked her view.

"Yes, my friend accidentally dropped something! Let go of it first, you two talk it over, I'll go check on it."

As she spoke, she jogged toward the stairs, afraid that the person upstairs might lose their temper and rush down.

If Chi Yige and Jiang Shu were to clash face-to-face, the situation would likely spiral completely out of control.

Wen Jinnian pulled her wrist away from Jiang Shu's hand, rubbed it, and looked up to meet the other's bloodshot eyes with tired eye bags.

Knowing that he hadn't rested all night, she patiently sat down and advised, "You are now the president of the Jiang Group. You should prioritize the big picture in many things and think twice before you speak."

As she spoke, she looked at a beam of sunlight shining through the French windows onto the coffee table and said, "When I was little, I always cried. It was always you, brother, who comforted me. You were like this beam of light that illuminated my entire childhood."

As Wen Jinnian spoke, she reached out to touch it.

She pointed to the light on the coffee table and murmured, "Look, but I can't touch it no matter what I do. It's high up there, yet it illuminated a part of my path. Brother, I'm so grateful."

Wen Jinian turned her head and caught a glimpse of the pained expression on Jiang Shu's face, and her heart suddenly ached.

Jiang Shu sat stiffly for a long time; the entire villa was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

He only slowly took out his phone when it suddenly rang.

After hanging up the phone, he said in a hoarse voice, "Something came up at the company, I have to go. Remember to call me if you need anything."

Wen Jinian nodded: "I'm fine here, don't worry."

Jiang Shu got up and walked towards the door, but after taking a few steps, he suddenly turned back, gave her a deep look, and then pushed the door open and disappeared outside the villa.

After Jiang Shu left, Wen Jinian remained listless.

She was completely unaware when Fu Yiyi and Chi Yige came downstairs.

When the doorbell rang, Fu Yiyi got up to open the door. It was Xiao Li who had come to deliver clothes.

Xiao Li froze the moment he stepped into the living room; his young master was wearing a pink women's dress.

He suppressed a smile and handed the bag to Fu Yiyi, saying, "Thank you for your help, Miss Fu."

Fu Yiyi waved her hand and saw that his face was red from holding back laughter and his body was trembling. She said directly, "If you want to laugh, then laugh. It's so uncomfortable to hold it in."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Li turned around and hid behind a pillar by the door, bursting into laughter.

Chi Yige glanced at it indifferently, then casually took the bag and turned to go upstairs.

Today is Saturday, and the training room is closed for the day.

Wen Jinian stayed at home and didn't go out.

It wasn't until 1:30 PM that she lingered in front of the wardrobe for a long time before finally putting on an outfit and opening the door.

Fu Yiyi's eyes widened the moment she saw her: "Niannian, what kind of outfit is this? I've never seen you dressed like this before!"

Wen Jinnian was carrying a small handbag that looked like a clothing bag. She was wearing a bodycon skirt and black stockings, a tight black T-shirt, and a hat that was tilted to one side. Her hair was also braided into several small braids.

With heavy makeup on her face, she looked exactly like a delinquent girl.

"Are you sure you want to go on a blind date like this?" Fu Yiyi couldn't help but ask.

Wen Jin Nian raised an eyebrow: "We're meeting at two o'clock. He likes the gentle and refined type. Do I look 'refined' enough?"

Fu Yiyi reacted instantly, and said with a grin, "So ladylike! So ladylike! Can I come along and broaden my horizons?"

Wen Jinian immediately waved her hand in refusal.

"Yiyi, can I borrow your car?" Wen Jinnian said as she walked downstairs.

Fu Yiyi nodded, and as she turned to walk to the top of the spiral staircase, she quickly took out her phone, snapped two photos in quick succession, and sent them to someone without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)