Ai Weiyang in April

Chapter 21

Walking out of the mall with a paper bag in hand, I thanked myself for taking precautions.In the underground garage just now, William wondered why she had to carry this bag with her, please, are you worried about putting the large stack of cash in the car?Not to mention such an expensive thing.

On the streets of Shanghai in January, the bustle is still there in the cold wind, and countless men and women in fashionable clothes pass by in this cross street.Standing at the intersection and calling for a car, every car is full of passengers. After waiting for a long time, the car is not empty, and the cold wind blows hard, and I feel that all the cold symptoms are coming out. When she got the paper bag in her hand, Jing Yan suddenly felt resentful, and gave it a hard look.

After finally stopping a car, she closed the door and took out a tissue to blow her nose. While busy, she reported the address in a low voice, "Four Seasons Hotel, thank you."

"Sir, please get in the car." The driver has already opened the door and waited at the entrance of the hotel, nodded slightly, Kong Yiren got into the car, the door was gently closed from the outside, the driver turned around and sat on the driver's seat, the car started smoothly, and was about to go Driving forward, a voice suddenly sounded from the back seat, "Mai, wait a minute".

Old Mai turned his head in surprise, followed his husband's gaze, and saw a lady in a dark green tunic walking down from a taxi with a paper bag in her hand. The completely unfamiliar face made the old man Mai is confused.

Busy fighting against her dizziness, Jing Yan didn't notice the situation around her at all, and hurried into the hotel, the sudden warm air made her cough uncontrollably.The lady at the front desk smiled patiently, and waited until she finished coughing before asking, "Miss, what do you need?"

"Oh, I have something that I want you to pass on to the residents here."

"What is it? The guest in which room?" The lady replied formulaically.

"This is something to be handed over to Mr. Kong Yiren, please find out which room he is in." Restraining bouts of dizziness, Jingyan lifted up the paper bag and placed it on the bright countertop.

"Mr. Kong—" The lady's tone suddenly changed, she looked at her carefully, and then asked in a low voice, "Miss, the floor where Mr. Kong lives, we are not allowed to enter and leave at will, we must get his permission, you still have to -"

"Ah?" Must I send it up by myself?Jing Yan was extremely disappointed.Retrieving the paper bag, he turned and walked while meditating on what to do next.There was a sudden wind on the side, and a middle-aged man dressed as a tourist hurried to the front desk, wearing a Burberry hat with a prominent logo on his head, and speaking Japanese in his mouth, when the two passed shoulder to shoulder, Jing said Knocked back by him who was running, his dizziness suddenly increased, his eyes blurred, his hands subconsciously tried to grab something to stabilize his body, but he failed. Before falling down, Jingyan sighed inwardly, it's over, Falling on all fours at the Four Seasons Hotel, this time it was a big embarrassment.

The expected pain did not appear, and the next second, someone gently grabbed her waist, and she fell into a warm embrace with her head up.The familiar fragrance floated over, and the dizziness hadn't passed yet. In the haze, she looked at the face that appeared above her, and was completely stunned.

After answering the Japanese tourist who kept apologizing in Japanese, Kong Yiren stretched out his hand to stabilize Jingyan's body, and asked her in a low voice, "Miss Hua, are you okay?"

After finally standing still, Jingyan was still in a state of shock, my God, isn't this the so-called life where we don't meet each other?But who will tell her why every meeting with this person is the most embarrassing time for her, God, the little bit of self-esteem she has left is gone.

Kong Yiren's face was blurred and far away, in a trance, only his brows were slightly wrinkled.Suddenly, there was a light touch on the hot forehead, and the slightly cool fingers brought an infinite sense of comfort and stability, "Jingyan, are you running a fever?" The pleasant tongue-rolling voice was right next to my ear, and I really wanted to answer him , nothing, nothing at all.But there was no place in her body to listen to her commands. Before she lost consciousness, Jingyan lamented again in her heart. If she had known this would be the result, she would rather be directly hit to death by the Japanese. No matter what, it was better than never being able to lift her head up forever.

(End of this chapter)