Chapter 26 - A little unease was far from enough to soothe the unease in his heart...

The bouncy charging device is a plush cave-like structure in pink and blue, which is very girly.

Placed against the wall next to the sofa, it covers the electrical wires and looks like a very cute decoration.

Fu Qingli also put a palm-sized panda cub doll in the box.

After Linxi finished setting up the nest, Gun Gun happily took the toy in its mouth, crawled into the nest, and obediently lay down.

One big and one small, they're so cute they melt your heart.

Lin Xi took a picture with her phone and sent it to her pinned contact.

Within seconds, the other party replied.

Ting: [Yes, that's right.]

Murmure: [This dog bed is so cute, it looks like those adorable dog beds sold online.]

Ting: [It's just a doghouse]

Ting: [Sent a photo]

Ting: [This is what the charging device originally looked like. Gun Gun thought it was too ugly, so it bought its own bed and asked me to modify it.]

Lin Xi clicked on the photo, which showed a white disc that looked a lot like a robot vacuum cleaner.

It's a very simple and conventional design.

She couldn't help but laugh, touched her nose, and replied: "Not ugly at all, very elegant. (laughing and crying emoji)"

Actually, Fu Qingli has a very good eye.

The clothes and accessories I bought for her since she was little, whether they were cute, ladylike, or sporty, all suited her perfectly.

They probably thought the charger didn't matter, so they used a common design available on the market.

Ting: [Pulling face.jpg]

Ting: [Next time, change it to your preferred style.]

Murmure: [No, let the panda choose what it likes.]

Fu Qingli replied a few minutes later, sending a voice message.

"No, it will like whatever you like."

His voice was slightly breathless, as if he were talking while walking.

Because she was at home, Linxi played the music out loud.

Hearing the voices, Gun Gun, though unaware of their conversation, looked up without hesitation and replied, "That's right~ Gun Gun likes everything Xiao Xi likes~"

Lin Xi was touched and reached out to touch its head. The round head was soft and felt very nice.

She was quite fond of it.

During this time, Fu Qingli sent several more messages.

Ting: [Sent a photo]

Ting: [I've arrived at the airport. Boarding will be in an hour.]

Ting: [Be good, go wash up and go to bed early.]

His words immediately brought the two back to their previous way of getting along.

Lin Xi didn't sense anything unusual. She checked the time and it was already 10:30.

She shrank back a little timidly, her fingers flying across the keyboard as she replied: "I'm going to take a shower now. When will you be there?"

Ting: [Three points landing]

Ting: [I'll leave you a message when I arrive, don't wait for me.]

It's as fierce as ever.

Lin Xi puffed out her cheeks: 【Got it!】

Ting: [Go quickly, there's still time, wait for you to go to sleep first.]

Fu Qingli had a faint smile on her face, and she looked very relaxed.

Ji Jiali clicked his tongue twice, intending to make a teasing remark, but thinking of his dejected state during the years they were separated, he swallowed back the "love-struck" comment that was on the tip of his tongue.

He waved to his assistant, signaling him to sit down and wait a moment, and not to disturb his boss's attempt to appease him.

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The next morning, just before leaving home, Lin Xi learned that Fu Qingli had arranged for a driver to pick her up and drop her off at get off work, the reason being—

The kernel of Rolling is a machine, which is troublesome to pass through security checks and is also easy to damage.

The reason was so valid that she couldn't refuse.

But I was worried that the car he arranged would be too conspicuous. Unexpectedly, he had thought things through and chose a Volkswagen.

She calmed down, thinking that if anyone saw her and asked, she would just say she was taking a ride-sharing service.

Zhao Mingyuan felt very embarrassed that Fu Qingli had entrusted Gun Gun to Lin Xi while she was away on a business trip.

After work, he kindly offered to take her home.

When Lin Xi said a car was coming to pick her up, he thought she was just being polite and insisted on taking her to the parking lot.

Lin Xi was afraid he would recognize that the car was arranged by Fu Qingli, so she pointed to the car and politely declined, saying, "President Zhao, that's the car. Please stay."

Zhao Mingyuan glanced at it casually, then paused for a few seconds, confirming with some disbelief, "That?"

"Mm." Lin Xi nodded nervously.

“Well,” Zhao Mingyuan’s expression turned somewhat strange, “then this rideshare driver is quite generous.”

"Huh?" Lin Xi didn't understand what he meant.

Zhao Mingyuan didn't explain, but quietly distanced himself from her: "Then, Lin Group, you should go quickly, don't keep people waiting."

"Okay, goodbye Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Mingyuan stayed where he was and watched Lin Xi take Gun Gun over and sit down in the back row.

The car started and drove away less than a minute after the door closed.

It appears to be simply a driver and customer relationship.

Zhao Mingyuan scratched his head, secretly laughing at himself for making a fuss over nothing.

It's perfectly normal for wealthy people to go out and experience life, and offer rides or carpooling services!

For several days in a row, that same car picked me up and dropped me off.

The driver never showed himself, but he was very patient and willing to wait for him no matter how late he got off work.

Which ride-sharing service is this considerate?!

Zhao Mingyuan couldn't sit still any longer, so he got up early and waited in the underground parking garage.

It was indeed the same car!

After Lin Xi got out of the car, he pretended to make a phone call and casually approached the car.

Just as the car slowly drove away, passing him, he saw that the driver was a young man with delicate features, wearing a white shirt, and clearly an elite person.

"Holy crap!" He couldn't help but curse, hurriedly covering his mouth and quickening his pace to leave.

Back in the car, he put down the phone he had been pretending to have with his ear and this time actually made a call.

Fu Qingli and Ji Jiali were out socializing until the early hours of the morning last night.

Back at the hotel, the two didn't rest and worked through the night to study the information they had gathered.

By the time a solution was devised, dawn was breaking.

Ji Jiali was so tired that he didn't want to go back to his own room, so he found a room in his suite and went to sleep.

Morning light streamed into the study through the high-rise windows, and the surrounding silence gave Fu Qingli a sudden feeling of returning to the early days of his startup, when he would stay up all night writing code.

At that time, the most painful thing was never the physical exhaustion from staying up all night, nor the hardship of hitting walls everywhere.

Instead, it was the despair of not being able to find her any day after day.

At that moment, he inexplicably had some kind of illusion.

Could it be that my reunion with Xiaoxi was just a dream?

He had had countless dreams like this.

But every time I wake up from a dream, I am faced with a dark and desolate room.

At this moment, everything around me feels real.

It hurts when I pinch my arm. The chat box contains our conversation history from a few hours ago, as well as data sent by Gun Gun.

All of this proves that she has really returned.

But these things were far from enough to soothe the unease in his heart.

He wanted to hear her voice, to hold her in his arms, and to truly feel her presence.

There was less than half an hour left before Linxi woke up.

Fu Qingli got up and took a shower, wanting to hear her voice on her way to work.