Chapter 26 Confession

Zhan Lintian followed closely behind and saw that Jiang Xia was only wearing a warm white pajamas with a half-velvet lining. It looked and felt very soft, but it wasn't very windproof.

Seeing this, he quickly came in, closed the door to prevent the cold wind from getting in.

The light rain outside started falling in the middle of the night and has continued until now.

There was no covered garage downstairs. Judging from the man's appearance, Jiang Xia must have parked the car close to the edge of the building and then rushed into the building after getting out.

He hurriedly went to the bathroom to get a dry towel and explained, "Mr. Zhan, this towel has never been used since I bought it, it's clean."

Zhan Lintian looked at Jiang Xia. Apart from being a little pale from the cold wind when he opened the door, he was in good spirits, and his lips... his lips were not red or swollen.

Did he and Wu Zhou not officially define their relationship last night?

Zhan Lintian instinctively raised an eyebrow, stepped over the two large cardboard boxes on the living room floor, sat down, and asked, "Your towel?"

Jiang Xia bent down and pulled open the cardboard box, explaining, "I bought the towels for Wu Ming, but he never comes over on rainy days, so they haven't been used yet and are still clean."

He then went to the kitchen to boil water.

Zhan Lintian's arrival was so sudden that he was somewhat at a loss.

Jiang Xia handed over a glass of water: "President Zhan, warm yourself up."

Zhan Lintian reached out and took the box, looking at it. It was filled with clothes, cups, shoes...

Check the size and style...

He casually asked, "Wu Ming's things?"

Jiang Xia replied awkwardly, "Well, let me tidy up first."

"Should I throw it away or return it? Do you want me to return it for you? He's busy with his engagement right now, so you probably won't see him for a while."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xia asked, "Are President Zhan and Wu Ming very familiar with each other?"

"Not close, but Yinghua and he have a good relationship."

Mentioning this, Zhan Lintian sat on the sofa, spread his arms, leaned back, and leaned closer to him, his breath close: "By the way, Yinghua said he asked if you want to go out and play together next time."

Jiang Xia frowned.

Seeing his hesitation, Zhan Lintian explained, "Don't worry, we won't do anything reckless. We just want to find a place to get together and chat. The weather hasn't been good lately, otherwise we could go sea fishing."

“Alright, then I’ll gladly accept your offer.” Jiang Xia readily agreed.

Since we want to make more friends, we can't miss this opportunity.

Zhan Lintian stood up, rolled up his sleeves, revealing the smooth muscle lines on his forearms: "I'll help you move the boxes."

There was a very heavy box containing bowls, plates, cups, and some art pieces brought by Wu Ming.

Jiang Xia was about to stop him, but the man in front of him grabbed his wrist and chuckled, "Why are you being so polite with me?"

He bent down and easily picked it up, asking, "Where should I put this box?"

"Under the bay window."

"Let me do it, don't get your clothes dirty."

He quickly shoved it in, without considering whether he might use too much force and break it.

These were never needed in the first place.

The other box needs to be placed outside the door; the courier will come to pick it up later.

He sent it directly to Wu Ming.

While Zhan Lintian was helping, the aunt upstairs came down with her shopping basket. Seeing the stranger, she looked curiously at Jiang Xia standing behind her and said, "Xiao Jiang, do you have friends over?"

Jiang Xia nodded.

Zhan Lintian greeted him.

The auntie said, "Come visit more often next time. I'm going to buy groceries now."

Zhan Lintian raised an eyebrow, mimicking the way an aunt would address someone, and pressed down on Jiang Xia's shoulders, saying with a smile, "Little Jiang, come inside, don't get cold."

Jiang Xia was pushed inside and sat on the sofa.

President Zhan clapped his hands and sat down beside him, then suddenly lowered his voice and asked slyly, "Hey, what about you? Wu Zhou likes you, so do you like Wu Zhou?"

Jiang Xia's face flushed instantly. She looked at him somewhat helplessly, and finally said calmly, "President Zhan is too joking. Maybe he just feels sorry for me, or maybe he just feels sorry for Wu Ming."

Zhan Lintian asked curiously, "Why do you say that?"

Jiang Xia remained silent; the story was long.

Zhan Lintian said in a low voice, "Is it because of Wu Ming's example?"

From our youthful days to now, we only contact each other occasionally, every few days.

Jiang Xia avoided his gaze and said, "President Zhan, in my opinion, if there is no decisive reply, then it doesn't exist."

Therefore, he would not like Wu Ming, nor would he admit that Wu Ming or Wu Zhou liked him.

This is the safest method.

Even if the Wu brothers later disliked it, Jiang Xia could casually reply, "See? I knew it was a joke."

Such a dignified outcome pleases everyone.

So no matter what others speculate, if there's no relationship, there's no relationship.

This is a method he has developed over many years. Because there is no safe harbor, all the storms must be kept out of the safe zone.

He cannot afford the cost of guessing wrong.

Seeking stability is more effective than taking rash actions.

He can leave Montreal, but he absolutely cannot leave in a sorry state.

Jiang Xia lowered his eyes: "With such a large family business, how can it be managed without an heir? President Zhan, actually I've been considering returning to Duliang to develop my business next year."

Zhan Lintian heard the place name again.

Is that place convenient?

Jiang Xia looked up, her eyes bright: "It's quite convenient. Recently, there have been direct high-speed trains or regular trains. For example, you can board at nine o'clock in the evening and get off the next morning to arrive in Mengcheng."

Zhan Lintian chuckled and couldn't help but ruffle Jiang Xia's hair, pulling him into his arms like close friends and quickly messing it up: "Hahaha, what do you mean by convenient? Are you spending the night on the train?"

Jiang Xia was suddenly pulled into his arms. He lost his balance and placed his right hand on Jiang Xia's thigh to steady himself.

The man's burning body temperature instantly assaulted Jiang Xia, whose face was pressed against his chest, and she could vaguely feel his strong pectoral muscles.

The heat rushed straight to Jiang Xia's face.

Previously, Wu Ming would hug her for no reason, and she had finally gotten used to it. She didn't expect that President Zhan would also have this habit.

"President Zhan!" Jiang Xia buried his face in his chest, his voice muffled. Zhan Lintian loosened his grip a little so that he could lift his head.

Zhan Lintian looked at the bewildered Jiang Xia and tried to tease him, but Jiang Xia looked at him with an embarrassed expression and didn't dare to raise his voice.

He clicked his tongue inwardly, thinking, "It sounds like she's being coquettish."

Zhan Lintian's Adam's apple bobbed as he tried to persuade him to stay: "Are you really not considering staying in Mengcheng?"

"I'm not considering it for now." Jiang Xia didn't want to explain, so he changed the subject.

"Mr. Zhan, it's only a little past nine in the morning. Why are you here so early? Did you forget something last night?"

Zhan Lintian was speechless; he couldn't very well say that he wanted to see if Zhan Lintian had been kissed.

“Wenwen lost a toy,” he said, glancing at the ceiling and glancing to the side as he made up an excuse. “She insisted on having it this morning. I remember she let go of it and it fell into the stairwell when we left last night. Look, we found it.”

He took out a small doll.

I made up an excuse on the spot; I just stuffed the doll into my pocket this morning, intending to give it to the cleaning lady to wash.

I forgot to take it out.

The stairwell was too dark, and Jiang Xia didn't notice if there were any dolls on the floor of the stairwell last night.

"The stairwell is covered in dust, let me wipe it for her, I have some hand sanitizer spray."

Jiang Xia took the toilet seat, took out the spray, and carefully treated the wound.

Zhan Lintian walked behind him, braced himself against his side with one hand, and trapped him in the room.

He watched for a while.

"Hey, Jiang Xia, I have a question for you... What happened to you last night..."

The side of the gorge.

Zhan Lintian saw his face, his gaze falling on his lips, and the images he had imagined before flooded back like a tide.

Mr. Wu is really patient. In fact, given Jiang Xia's personality, he wouldn't need to hesitate like that.

A direct confession might make Jiang Xia understand his feelings better.

Zhan Lintian said in a low voice, "Wu Zhou is a good person. He didn't cause any scandals while studying abroad. Even without you, I don't think he would easily marry someone else for the sake of the Wu family. If you're unhappy, you can give it a try."

"Duliang is too far away. You are capable enough. Try to stay in Mengcheng."

"I don't want to lose a friend either."

Jiang Xia said softly, "Friend, do you mean General Manager Wu?"

“It’s you.”

After saying that, he patted Jiang Xia's head again.

"Don't be afraid, I will help you."

Jiang Xia chuckled awkwardly and handed him the washed doll.

Zhan Lintian stayed with him for a while longer. Jiang Xia had originally planned to cook noodles, but considering Zhan Lintian, he decided to make his own soup in an earthenware pot.

Mr. Zhan ate breakfast at his home before leaving.

"I'm leaving now, I'll treat you to a meal next time."

Jiang Xia couldn't refuse, so after President Zhan left, he silently pinched his cheek, thinking that he might have been having too many gatherings lately, and that he would gain weight sooner or later if he kept eating like this.

After leaving Jiang Xia's house, Zhan Lintian returned to his car and lit a cigarette.

Through the rain, he looked out the glass.

He called Wu Zhou: "Want to chat?"

Wu Zhou paused slightly, then agreed.

Zhan Lintian stubbed out his cigarette: "Didn't it work last night?"

On the other end of the phone, Wu Zhou's voice was low: "I'm afraid of scaring him, but he understands."

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