Chapter 55 Holding in an Arm (First Update)

Jiang Xia and Wu Zhou's lips touched, and every time Jiang Xia retreated a little, Wu Zhou would follow.

Their noses were touching, their breaths mingling. Jiang Xia's breathing quickened, and he occasionally let out a whimper, like a moan or a coquettish cry.

Zhan Lintian was itching to try it.

If it were me kissing Jiang Xia... I might not be able to resist picking him up and kissing him while calling his name...

The night felt intensely cold, seeping into Zhan Lintian's body. All his blood rushed to his heart, and the frantic pounding of his heart, along with the motion-activated lights in the hallway, rang out like a thunderclap.

He could see clearly that Jiang Xia's lips were red from the man's kisses, and when he gently pursed his lips, the blush turned into a rouge.

The warm yellow light fell, casting a play of light and shadow on Jiang Xia's face, and his eyelashes trembled with his movements.

Like a butterfly flapping its wings, trembling gently, Zhan Lintian observed it closely, and an endless storm raged in his heart.

So pitiful...she was bullied...

He noticed the small bandage on Jiang Xia's forehead and became anxious. How did he get injured?

Zhan Lintian took out a cigarette, rubbed his fingers against the grinding wheel, and the flame flickered.

He chuckled, a cigarette dangling from his lips, drawing the attention of the two men: "Did I happen to disturb a young couple deeply in love?"

His teasing laughter startled Jiang Xia awake.

Jiang Xia suddenly pushed Wu Zhou away, staggered, and after regaining his balance, said, "No, I'm going to rest now. Good night."

The phrase "Jiangxiakou" was added politely at the end, making it sound less like an angry remark.

He was about to go inside and close the door when his phone suddenly rang. Wu Zhou grabbed his hand tightly: "Wu Ming's?"

Jiang Xia was stunned.

At this time, apart from Wu Ming, no one would bother him in the middle of the night.

Wu Zhou said, "Judging by the time, he should have landed in the Fog Kingdom by now."

Wu Ming had just landed in Chongqing when the signal finally came back on.

He couldn't wait to call.

Jiang Xia pursed her lips, intending to hang up.

Wu Zhou asked, "Will you answer?"

Zhan Lintian also spoke up: "Let's answer it and see what he wants to say?"

At this moment, they were unusually in agreement.

Rather than letting Jiang Xia handle it himself, since they were unaware of the situation, they wanted to spy on him and assert their right to know.

Seeing that they were about to refuse him entry if he didn't answer the phone, Jiang Xia hesitated before finally answering.

After the call connected, Wu Ming's voice was no longer as lively as before. His breathing was soft as he whispered, "Jiang Xia, it's raining in Wudu today. Are you alright?"

Wu Ming is usually carefree and often shares his own stories. He never pays attention to the weather, but he also gets sentimental and his mood is affected by the sudden change in the weather in Mengcheng.

Wu Ming stood in a foreign land, the clouds hanging low, almost pressing down on him.

The personal assistant went to get the luggage and arrange transportation. He stood at the airport entrance, the wind carrying moisture.

Wu Ming had been on a plane for thirteen hours. The seat next to him was empty. He had bought Jiang Xia a plane ticket, and if Jiang Xia agreed, he would accompany him abroad.

But he didn't.

From day to night, Wu Ming whispered, "Jiang Xia, I miss you so much."

"Montene is only 9,000 kilometers away from Fog City. I will fly back for you."

Jiang Xia gripped his phone tightly, opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

The corridor was completely silent in the dead of night. Jiang Xia hadn't turned on speakerphone, but the sound still reached his ears clearly.

Wu Zhou and Zhan Lintian stared at him intently... Neither of them expected that Wu Ming would figure things out during the nearly thirteen-hour flight and make a subtle confession to Jiang Xia...

Without love, nine thousand kilometers seems too far.

After Jiang Xia gave up on Wu Ming, the other party actually responded and began to look forward to a reply.

Jiang Xia's ears were ringing, and his mind went blank. After he started to hate Wu Ming, Wu Ming said he loved him...

Wu Zhou unconsciously tightened his grip until Jiang Xia gasped in pain, looked up, and met the man's gaze.

The man in front of me had an almost desperate look in his eyes.

Is he afraid of agreeing?

“Jiang Xia, try me,” Wu Zhou said, and after noticing Jiang Xia frown, he released his grip and stopped holding him.

The two people looked into each other's eyes.

He didn't have time to care about Wu Zhou or Zhan Lintian...

Wu Zhou said in a low voice, "Think it over carefully, and add me to your reserve team..."

Jiang Xia panicked and didn't answer. She lowered her eyes and said hastily, "I'm going home now. Goodnight."

He returned home in a disheveled state, his legs trembling as he slumped to the ground.

He tried to calm his restless heart with the coolness of the floor...

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Outside the door, Zhan Lintian lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and let the smoke drift downwards.

Wu Zhou looked at Jiangxia's door and asked him, "Why did you come?"

Zhan Lintian suddenly chuckled happily, his laughter tinged with a hint of helplessness: "Unfortunately, I interrupted your good time?"

Wu Zhou glanced at him casually, not taking him seriously, his gaze still fixed on the door.

His voice was deep and resonant, striking the ground: "He likes Wu Ming, but he's not..." not gay.

Regardless of whether Wu Ming was male or female, a rich young master or a pebble on the roadside, Jiang Xia had loved Wu Ming with all her might, and had only ever loved one person.

If he softened his heart even for a moment, Wu Ming would forcefully sweep into his life like a storm...

Zhan Lintian's eyelids twitched slightly. These words were like a needle, pricking his fingertips until they went numb. He shook his cigarette, and the ash fell to the ground.

He asked calmly, "When will Wu Ming return to China?"

Wu Zhou replied, "He'll be back for the Chinese New Year at the end of the year."

He added the reason: his grandfather wanted him to spend the Spring Festival.

Zhan Lintian laughed and said, "It'll be soon, there's really no other way. Otherwise, Mr. Wu, you should think of a way to keep him from coming back; his studies are the most important thing."

“I know…” Wu Zhou looked at him, “President Zhan, thank you for spending these past few days with Jiang Xia. I’ll take over from now on.”

Zhan Lintian smiled and said, "I'm his friend, I don't know if I'm qualified..."

Wu Zhou stared at him coldly...

Zhan Lintian chuckled, as if asking him, but also as if asking himself, "Haven't we reached an agreement yet?"

With a smile on his face, Zhan Lintian left with Wu Zhou.

The two took one last look at Jiang Xia's house before going downstairs.

The smile on Mr. Zhan's face suddenly disappeared when he got back to his car.

He slammed his fist on the steering wheel, watching Wu Zhou drive away. Tonight, Wu Zhou had given Jiang Xia enough time and space to calm down.

However, Zhan Lintian called Jiang Xia after a while.

Jiang Xia answered. His voice carried a hint of languor and comfort…

He just took a quick shower to relieve some stress.

The hot shower made his voice sound a bit languid. Jiang Xia sat on the sofa and said softly, "Hey, Mr. Zhan."

As Zhan Lintian listened, he suddenly felt that Jiang Xia was just too concerned with appearances, unable to let go of his pride. He could have simply not answered his call…

Zhan Lintian asked, "Did you understand what Wu Ming meant in that phone call just now?"

If it weren't for Wu Ming's phone call, Wu Zhou and I wouldn't have left.

But Wu Ming is destined to call tonight...

Therefore... Zhan Lintian and Wu Zhou will definitely hear it...

Jiang Xia gave a soft "hmm".

Zhan Lintian looked a little nervous, fiddling with the cigarette butt in his hand: "Will you say yes?"

Jiang Xia replied decisively, "No."

"Then why did you hesitate when Wu Ming asked you earlier?" Zhan Lintian wanted to know the answer.

Jiang Xia chuckled, trying to ease the tension: "I'm thinking about how to avoid cursing him..."

Zhan Lintian asked, "May I ask you why you no longer like Wu Ming? I want to get to the bottom of this."

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Xia's voice came through the phone to Zhan Lintian's ears.

"I hate infidelity, Mr. Zhan. It's actually quite interesting to stick to something..."

Zhan Lintian's Adam's apple bobbed as he said, "Jiang Xia, actually I'm very devoted to relationships. I've never been in a relationship, nor do I have anyone I like."

Jiang Xia's breathing quickened as he waited for the other person to continue speaking.

Zhan Lintian decisively said, "I want to pursue you."

I want to date you.

"If you hate me, then refuse."

Jiang Xia was stunned. She didn't dislike President Zhan, but the problem was that not disliking him didn't mean she agreed. He was using a fallacy, playing word games to try and trick her into confirming their relationship.

Jiang Xia gritted his teeth, thinking about how to answer and argue with him.

Instead, Zhan Lintian chuckled, suddenly got out of the car, and strode towards Jiang Xia's house. His long legs moved quickly, and he hurriedly returned to Jiang Xia's house.

Wu Zhou frightened Jiang Xia tonight, so he chose to leave first to give them space, but Jiang Xia didn't...

Zhan Lintian pressed the doorbell.

He spoke into his phone, his voice penetrating the door and faintly reaching into the room.

"Jiang Xia, I have something I want to tell you."

Jiang Xia had just calmed down by taking a shower. After changing into her pajamas, she took a deep breath, composed herself, and opened the door as if nothing had happened: "President Zhan."

Since President Zhan had arrived, Jiang Xia ended their call.

"Is there something wrong? Can we talk about it tomorrow? It's too late tonight, I need to go to bed early, I have to go to work tomorrow."

Jiang Xia pretended to be nonchalant and smiled at him with her head tilted slightly back.

Zhan Lintian commented, leaning close to Jiang Xia's face, "Your smile looks worse than your tears. It's obvious you're unhappy."

The next moment, the man's hot breath swept over him, and Jiang Xia's body was lifted up as Zhan Lintian held his knees with both hands.

Jiang Xia felt unsafe because his feet couldn't touch the ground.

Zhan Lintian lifted him up and carried him to the shoe stool by the door. Jiang Xia's left foot barely touched the ground, while his right foot was lifted up by the man's hand and forced to hook around his waist.

Jiang Xia shrank her neck, the man's hot breath falling on her neck, leaving kisses on it.

Jiang Xia, with his eyes closed and neck tilted to the side, gasped as he called out, "President Zhan!"

A note from the author:

An extra chapter tonight!

Small theater.

Mr. Jiang started dating this year.

My boyfriend bought my niece a toy, a wind chime with fluffy toys hanging on it, such as rabbits, dogs, cats, and birds, which gently rotates back and forth.

Before sending it, hang it on his bed. One day, Mr. Jiang opened his eyes and saw several small animals swaying in front of him.