Chapter 38 Chapter 38 It's too late, Ji Qian.

"These are all the entry points for you to potentially intersect with Su Jinmian's business. The three cooperation plans and development direction plans I gave you are enough to convince her to marry you, but in addition to that, you must promise her that you will not interfere with her career, restrict her freedom, respect her personal rights, and not have children without permission... Only if you can do these, there will be room for further discussion."

At eleven o'clock in the morning, Chi Ke sat in front of the coffee table and drank a sip of water tiredly.

"Any questions?"

Leng Baiyao nodded in deep thought: "There is one more question."

Chi Ke: “Speak.”

Leng Baiyao was alert: "Why were you indifferent to my matter yesterday, but your attitude changed so much today? Also, why... are you helping me so wholeheartedly?"

He had always thought of himself as a genius in the industry, but he didn't expect his IQ to be insulted this morning and he was not even considered normal.

I've known for a long time that this special assistant usually pretends and doesn't show his true abilities, but he showed too much this morning! Is he not going to hide anymore?'

"Don't think too much, don't be moved. It's not because of you. I have no intention of taking sides to curry favor with you." Chi Ke leaned on the sofa listlessly, "I have my own purpose."

Leng Baiyao breathed a sigh of relief: "I have a guess, but I don't know if I should tell you or not."

Chi Ke was exhausted after talking all morning and was too lazy to be polite: "It's not worth talking about."

Leng Baiyao: “.”

"Okay." He stood up calmly, "Thank you for your help today... Mr. Chi, I'll make a note of it."

Chi Ke nodded and sorted out the scattered papers on the table: "Just throw the slippers into the trash can at the door."

Leng Baiyao politely closed the door, threw away his disposable slippers, and sent a message to Ji Qian as soon as he got in the car.

[Rebirth: I am the only son of a wealthy family: I finally know why you are pestering Chi Ke. ]

Before the next sentence "How much are you willing to offer for me to poach him" was uttered, Ji Qian replied.

[The Great Gitzby: /crying x99/]

[The Great Gitzby: /crazy x99/]

[The Great Gitzby: /angry x99/]

[The Great Gitzby: /sad x99/]

Leng Baiyao: “?”

Leng Baiyao called over directly: "Have you got the divine gold?"

"I'm sorry," Ji Qian whispered, "I feel sad when I see the words 'Chi Ke'."

Leng Baiyao frowned: "Why?"

Ji Qian paused, probably wanting to calmly complain, but perhaps the blow was too great, and he couldn't hold it back, breaking down and saying, "I sent him a message yesterday saying goodnight, but he ignored me! He used to always reply to me saying good morning and goodnight!!"

"Calm down, don't act like a grudge!" Leng Baiyao was still holding the rough plan given by Chi Ke, his heart was already in the Pacific Ocean, and he didn't hesitate to help the nobleman scold his friend, "Don't they have their own things to do? Can't you understand a little bit? You're going to die if I don't get a reply, it's really worrying!"

Ji Qian: “You!”

"What do you mean by 'I'?" Leng Baiyao said, "Don't be so sensitive and suspicious. I should get back to you tomorrow."

Ji Qian was skeptical and asked anxiously, "Really?"

…

"Fake."

The next morning, Ji Qian broke into Leng Boyao's office with an expressionless face and grabbed him by the collar: "Not only did he not send me a good morning or good night message, he also flew to Korea on a business trip early in the morning. He wouldn't have told me unless I asked!"

"Calm down." Leng Baiyao pulled out his tie, with a look of condemnation on his face. "Boss Chi is so busy, working three jobs, it's normal that he didn't have time to report. Put yourself in his shoes, why didn't he tell you? He didn't want you to worry, he didn't want you to be anxious, he was doing this for your own good, you just think too much."

Ji Qian was unhappy: "Although I think he is doing this for my own good, I still feel weird, as if..."

It was as if Chi Ke was getting further and further away from him.

He had this feeling while eating that day.

It's very uncomfortable.

I felt so uncomfortable that I could hardly breathe.

"You are too sensitive." Leng Baiyao poured a cup of coffee, "Here..."

Ji Qian was distraught: "He knows I don't like coffee, so he never makes coffee for me. He always gives me milk or juice."

Leng Baiyao: “.”

Leng Baiyao finished a cup of hot coffee in one gulp, took another bottle of milk and said in a hoarse voice, "Here."

Ji Qian was sad: "When it was cold, he would heat milk for me."

Leng Baiyao: “.”

Leng Baiyao: "Get out."

Ji Qian: "Do you think he will call me during his business trip?"

Leng Baiyao: "I think so."

Ji Qian: “Really?”

…

"It's fake again."

Three days later, Ji Qian broke into Leng Boyao's office and threw his pillow from the chair onto the floor-to-ceiling window, and then from the floor-to-ceiling window onto the door.

"Three days, three days, three whole days! He didn't send me a single punctuation mark except for the documents!!"

"Okay, calm down, calm down." Leng Boyao picked up the pitiful pillow. "You are always so emotionally unstable. How can I let him go on a business trip with peace of mind? Don't panic. He will definitely send you a message when he returns to China."

Ji Qian: "Don't lie to me, this is my last trust in you."

…

"It's still fake! Leng Baiyao, I really believed your lies, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation!"

Ji Qian, who had lost two kilograms in a week, broke into Leng Baiyao's office again and grabbed him by the collar.

"He has been back home for a day and he hasn't contacted me!"

Leng Baiyao, who had been troubled for a week, collapsed: "Then why the hell are you looking for him? Why are you looking for me?"

Ji Qian pursed his lips: "I found it."

Leng Baiyao: "Then?"

Ji Qian was very disappointed: "He ignored me."

Leng Baiyao: "How did you find him?"

…

"Boss Chi." Assistant No. 1 sent Chi Ke to the airport, hung up the phone, and relayed the news from the office, "President Ji just came to see you."

Chi Ke said: "Tell him I'm going to Germany and ask him to contact me on WeChat if he has anything."

Leng Yunting recently went to the headquarters to study and is working hard to manage Xingmian Entertainment. He is very busy and it is rare for Chi Ke to focus all his energy on the hospital.

Shenghuijia’s current medical resources are still too weak. It must negotiate cooperation with other authoritative hospitals to first increase its visibility, and then communicate and learn to poach people.

"Okay, Mr. Chi." Assistant No. 1 remembered that he and Ji Qian always stuck together, so he asked, "Do you want to send a copy of your schedule to President Ji?"

"No... erase your personal schedule and send him a copy of the work sheet." Chi Ke just didn't want to be ambiguous, not to break up with Ji Qian. Although they seldom chatted, if Ji Qian asked him what he had eaten for breakfast and dinner, he would still answer.

But what were those questions that Ji Qian asked two days ago?

Chi Ke couldn't help but frown as he flipped through the chat history.

【The Great Gitzby: What are you doing? Pay attention to me. 】

【k: work.】

[The Great Gitzby: Did you eat well? You have a bad stomach, you can't eat cold food, otherwise I will learn how to cook and come back to cook for you? ]

【K: No, you go ahead and do your thing. It’s not appropriate. I can take care of myself. 】

[The Great Gitzby: Chi Ke, I am not very happy. ]

[The Great Gitzby: Chi Ke, I really miss you. ]

【……】

Just now, another message came.

【The Great Gitzby: You are leaving again. 】

Chi Ke turned off his phone with a headache, quickly checked in and waited for boarding, watched the take-off time approaching, and listened to the flight attendant giving flight instructions, telling everyone to turn off their phones.

Chi Ke turned on his cell phone and called Ji Qian.

The other end answered almost immediately: "Chi Ke!"

"I'm about to take off. Long story short." Chi Ke said, "I'm going to fly to Germany to discuss cooperation. You can work with peace of mind during this time. I will take good care of myself, eat and sleep on time, and try not to drink alcohol or cold drinks--"

"Hello sir, please turn off your cell phone."

"Sorry, I'll be there soon." Chi Ke nodded apologetically and spoke faster, "Don't worry about me, I'll be very busy and may not reply to your messages very often. Not only to you, but I also rarely reply to other people when I'm at work, so you... don't have to be in a bad mood."

"gentlemen……"

"Okay." Chi Ke hung up the phone in a second, turned on the airplane mode, smiled apologetically, and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"You're welcome." The stewardess was used to seeing couples reluctant to part and talking on the phone for a long time. This one was quite cooperative and said with a smile, "Our plane will take off soon and is expected to arrive at Frankfurt International Airport in twelve hours and forty minutes. You can then let your lover know that you are safe."

Chi Ke: “.”

It was troublesome to explain, and there was no need for it, so Chi Ke could only accept it and said helplessly, "Thank you."

That's it.

I hope that during the time he is away, Ji Qian can calm down alone, and take back the feelings and thoughts that have crossed the line before they are hopeless.

It was a rainy March this year and the sun hadn’t been out for a long time, so most people wouldn’t be in a good mood.

He stayed in Germany for a week and also went to England to help Mr. Leng.

There was a thunderstorm when the plane landed in Frankfurt, and now it is cloudy and rainy again when it landed in London.

Chi Ke lowered his head slightly, walked under the umbrella held by his assistant, and walked quickly towards the business car not far away.

The airport was not close to the destination, and his cell phone rang many times on the way, but he closed his eyes and pretended not to hear it, ignoring it.

The assistant reminded: "Boss Chi, don't you want to check the message?"

Chi Ke shook his head.

You’re not Ji Qian, what are you looking at?

No one could rush forward with enthusiasm in the face of his indifference.

Ji Qian hadn't sent him many messages these days, which was within his expectations.

He was very satisfied that his goal was achieved, but on the other hand, no one would feel good if they pushed the person they loved away with their own hands.

But it is much better than the previous state of entanglement and torture. If he had to do it again, he would still make the same choice.

After getting off the car, he went directly to the conference room and stayed there until the evening.

After returning to the hotel, he washed up first, then slowly opened his private mobile phone to check the unread messages.

[Rebirth: I am the only son of a wealthy family: She agreed to the marriage, thank you. ]

【k: You’re welcome.】

[Boss Leng: When will you come back? I'm so busy! ]

【k: No. 29.】

【Chairman: Is everything going well? 】

【k: Everything is going well, don't worry. 】

[The Great Gitzby: It rained for two whole days in S City. ]

…Ji Qian was indeed the one sending the message in the car.

Chi Ke was stunned for two seconds, then typed slowly.

【k: Keep warm. 】

[The Great Gitzby: You too, the rain in London is cold. ]

[The Great Gitzby: Returning home in five days? ]

【K: Yes.】

[The Great Gitzby: It might rain heavily that day, so ask the driver to drive slowly on the way back.]

Chi Ke's knuckles turned white from where he was holding the phone. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief silently.

He forgot to pause the video he had just found with great difficulty, and it was already halfway through. He no longer had the interest to watch it again, so he decisively turned off the TV and went to bed.

I almost thought he was coming to pick me up.

…

"You're really not going to pick him up at the airport?" Leng Baiyao looked at Ji Qian sitting on the sofa next to him, feeling helpless.

This kid is almost living in his house recently.

"No." Ji Qian smiled, "He probably doesn't want me to go."

"Tsk." Leng Baiyao was puzzled. "You two didn't even have a fight, why is it like..."

Just like an ex after a breakup.

Ji Qian lay in the chair without saying a word.

He knew what kind of person Chi Ke was. Even though he looked no different from before, he still felt something was wrong and alienated.

Chi Ke is not the type to keep silent, so he didn't tell the reason, probably because he had some concerns.

Or maybe I'm just simply tired.

"Mr. Chi," Leng Baiyao suddenly said, "is... difficult to get close to. Although I don't know what happened between you, I can see that he loves you more than any of us. Don't misunderstand him."

"Huh?" Ji Qian laughed, "Do you think I'm angry because I was poured with cold water?"

"Isn't it?" Leng Baiyao was confused. "Why don't you go to the airport to find him? You already know the flight number. With your previous personality, you would have left long ago."

"No, he didn't throw cold water on me. You don't know him." Ji Qian said, "He is a very nice person. He is not a cold and violent person."

He replies to messages and takes the initiative to care about people. Last week, he casually mentioned that some of the office plants had died, and the next day a batch of fresh and easy-to-grow plants were delivered to the office.

"I didn't go just because," Ji Qian frowned, "I felt that he didn't really want to see me, and I couldn't make things difficult for him."

Leng Baiyao couldn't bear it any longer: "You really have a stupid brain."

Ji Qian was used to being scolded: "Hey, I'm leaving. I have to go to Ji's house for dinner tonight."

Leng Baiyao sat up straight: "Is that okay? How about I find an excuse for you to turn it down?"

"It's okay. There are too many people at the family dinner. It's not appropriate to turn it down. I have to go sooner or later." Ji Qian waved his hand, "I may have to drink today. Please ask Mr. Leng to send a driver to pick me up at 9:30."

"I'll wait for your call."

Leng Baiyao was in a hurry to go to the company, so he deserved a perfunctory response.

But as soon as it was past nine o'clock, he turned on the volume of his mobile phone, which had been on silent mode, and kept an eye out for new messages and incoming calls.

Twenty minutes passed and the phone remained motionless, but Leng Baiyao was not in a hurry.

Maybe it’s due to his work habits, Ji Qian is very punctual in reporting the time. He says the time is halfway and the deviation is no more than five minutes. You should be anxious if there is no call before 35.

Leng Baiyao drank his coffee leisurely and sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window to enjoy the rain.

Until the office door was pushed open, Chi Ke, covered in steam, strode to the desk and knocked on the table.

"Where is Ji Qian?" Chi Ke went straight to the point.

Leng Baiyao saw his slightly damp bangs and the shoulders of his coat, and was stunned for a moment, unable to answer: "This..."

"Where is Ji Qian?" Chi Ke looked unhappy. If the man in front of him was not Ji Qian's friend, he might have already taken action. "It's been more than an hour and the phone call is not working."

"Can't get through?" Leng Baiyao called again immediately, and got a busy tone. "How could this happen? He went to the Ji family for dinner today..."

"Thank you." Chi Ke turned and left.

Leng Baiyao swallowed his unfinished words and blinked.

After he disappeared, she slowly dialed the second number: "Where's Ji Qianren? Why can't I get through to his cell phone?"

"We just finished our meal. The second young master was so drunk that he just put on his autumn clothes for the trash can and was squatting on the roadside to catch a cold." Leng Baiyao's assistant was helpless. "His phone was out of battery. I was just about to call you."

"Go to Ji's house and steal someone's power bank to charge him. Then find a place to hide after fifteen minutes, and someone will come to pick him up."

It takes about fifteen minutes to drive from the company to Ji's house. The road is slippery and there is traffic jam on rainy days, so it will take twenty minutes and Chi Ke will definitely get there.

The assistant asked in surprise: "Is that person reliable?"

"Don't worry, even if Ji Qian is unreliable, he will go with him." Leng Boyao sneered, "Let him treat me to a meal after he sobers up."

…

It was difficult for Chi Ke to describe his feelings the moment he found Ji Qian.

Annoyed, scared, and relieved...

It was like a stone hanging over my heart suddenly fell to the ground, hurting me but making me feel at peace for some reason.

Ji Qian sat on the stone steps of the roadside flower bed, sheltering from the rain under a tree.

It was such a cold day, and he was only wearing a thin shirt, and his coat, hat and scarf were all on the trash can next to him. His hands and ears were all frozen red, but he didn't seem to feel cold and was taking pictures of the trash can with his mobile phone.

He was so drunk, and no one came out to take care of him?

Didn't Leng Baiyao ever think about how he was bullied by the Ji family? !

Chi Ke was furious.

He rarely got so angry. The most angry he had ever been in his adult life was just a silent venting of his frustration. He had never had the urge to tear apart everyone he had never met.

He was angry at those people in the villa, mad at Leng Baiyao for his inconsideration, and blamed Ji Qian for a doctor who didn't know how to protect himself. He was also annoyed at himself for being so hard-hearted that he didn't call him back the first time he got off the plane.

Chi Ke opened his umbrella, took off his coat and trotted over. Before he could explode with anger, the cell phone in his hand suddenly started beeping.

He subconsciously raised his eyes to unlock the phone and saw a series of pictures sent by Gitzbi.

These are all photos of trash cans that I just took.

[The Great Gitzby: /Voice 11'/]

Chi Ke clicked it and listened to the eight-second silence.

It was not until the last three seconds that an unclear voice came: "Chi Ke, I miss you so much."

……Hold.

The pent-up fire was like a punctured balloon; it suddenly stopped expanding and dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He took a deep breath and put his coat on the man with his head drooped. “What’s the connection between dressing a trash can and thinking about me?”

"I don't know," Ji Qian probably hasn't reacted yet, holding the phone and whispering, "I just want to...Chi Ke?"

He raised his head, his pupils were a little dilated, and it seemed that he was quite drunk.

Well, how much alcohol can a person who never drinks have?

After getting someone who can't drink drunk like this, Chi Ke became a little curious about those people with no manners.

He lowered his eyelashes and looked at Ji Qian without speaking for a long time.

"Chi Ke." Ji Qian repeated the two words clearly, stood up unsteadily, and carefully grasped the hem of his clothes, "Chi Ke."

"Yes." Chi Ke sighed and patted his waist which was about to collapse.

Ji Qian's waist, which was already weak to begin with, suddenly relaxed. He bent his neck, put his chin on his shoulder, and opened his arms to hug him.

It was a very intimate hug.

His arms were probably the strongest part of his body, and he tightened his grip around his waist with the same amount of force he'd used in the haunted house. His chest was pressed tightly together, squeezing out the breathable air.

When Chi Ke patted his waist, he really meant to give him some support, but he didn't expect him to go so far.

But now he felt a little regretful and distressed in his heart, and after thinking about it, he decided not to push the person away.

"Why are you here?" Ji Qian was still somewhat rational and spoke very slowly, but at least they could communicate.

"Come and see the drunkard." Chi Ke said, "Slow down, then get in the car."

"Yeah." Ji Qian agreed verbally, but his consciousness was actually becoming increasingly distracted.

He was able to stay awake just now only because of his willpower, because there was no one here he could trust, and he didn't dare to get drunk.

Now that Chi Ke was here, there was no need for him to hold on any longer, and he soon hung himself on the other person.

Chi Ke felt his shoulders getting heavier and heavier, and realized something was wrong: "Come with me to the car first."

"Okay." Ji Qian held him and took two steps forward.

"Tsk." Chi Ke stumbled backwards for two steps and almost fell down. He hurriedly stopped him, "You will fall like this. Get up and walk by yourself."

After hearing this, Ji Qian stopped moving again.

If his body hadn't been so hot, Chi Ke would almost suspect that this man was pretending to be drunk.

"Ji Qian." Chi Ke called out in a deep voice, "What do you want to--"

He suddenly became speechless.

Because Ji Qian grabbed his hand and placed it on his chest.

Through a layer of cloth, he felt the burning body temperature and the pounding heartbeat.

"I have so many messages I want to send you. I want to ask you what you ate, I want to tell you that I met an ignorant patient today, and there are so many more. I want to tell you, but I am afraid you will feel annoyed, so I deleted them all. I don't want to disturb you. I deleted so many, so many, so many. I typed so many words, but deleted them all..." Ji Qian's voice was very muffled, and he complained in a rambling manner. His words were a little incoherent, and only the last sentence was clear. "I really miss you, but it hurts here when I think of you. Chi Ke, do I have a terminal illness?"

Yes.

There's no hope.

Get ready to bury it.

"You're a doctor, should you ask me this question?" Chi Ke waited until his breathing calmed down before speaking calmly. He pulled his hand out, touched his neck, and whispered in his ear, "Do you know that you can't say this kind of thing casually?"

Ji Qian shook his head and corrected his mistake obediently: "Then I won't say anything."

"It's too late." Chi Ke gently pushed the hair behind his ears and whispered, "It's too late, Ji Qian."