Chapter 30

"You mean, Jiawei and Xiao Weiyan had a fight, forcing Xiao Weiyan to postpone his flight?" Guan Ying, sitting in the back seat of the taxi with Zheng Juyong, was surprised to hear this. "Hey, I didn't expect Jiawei to argue? And she actually won!"

Is this the point? Her boyfriend ran away with his bestie, but she wasn't sad at all. Instead, she cared about these strange things! Zheng Juyong looked at her blankly and nodded, then explained the information in more detail: "Not only was the flight delayed, but the airline was also changed. They were originally scheduled for 4:30 pm, but Sister Jiawei was worried you wouldn't be able to make it, so they changed it to a Korean flight that departs four hours later. That way, you can have a good dinner at the airport."

"Oh, Jiawei has this ability. I'm relieved!" Guan Ying smiled and turned her head to look out the window. "I'm happy for her... I really am."

When she left the hotel, she had only blown her hair half dry so that it could be tied into a tight bun at the back of her head. The outer layer was completely dry at this time, and a few loose strands of hair were scattered. The soft and fragrant scent of shampoo followed those strands of hair onto his shoulders and drifted into his nostrils... Looking at Guan Ying's profile, a ripple inexplicably arose in his heart, and he couldn't help but want to help her smooth it out, but his fingers just touched the ends of her hair and rubbed against her thin collar, and he shrank back as if guilty.

"Tell me, what should I tell Jiawei when I see her later?" Guan Ying shrugged slightly and turned to ask him, "I don't know what's going on outside these days. Jiawei seems to be closer to you? She might as well not tell you about such a private matter as the quarrel!"

Just when he felt that Guan Ying's pretending to be strong was really distressing, he immediately felt that she was being too sentimental. Zheng Juyong frowned, suddenly feeling pressured: "Really? I'm not Xiao Weiyan... When it comes to closeness, how can Sister Jiawei compare to you? We grew up together, right?"

"Tsk, who asked you to express your loyalty to me? I mean, why would Jiawei tell you? She's only known you for a few days. If she had anything to say, she should have saved it for me!"

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Inside a Western-style restaurant at the airport, Xiao Weiyan was guarding his suitcase, watching a football match on the screen, a half-empty cocktail on the table in front of him. Jiawei, restless, stood at the door, peering in.

"Guan Guan!" Jiawei suddenly trotted out to greet him.

Xiao Weiyan was paying attention to her. He put down his luggage and followed her out cautiously after hearing her voice. He didn't know when he fell last night, and the outside of his thigh was bruised and painful, so he walked with a limp.

Zheng Juyong saw his walking posture from afar and smiled inadvertently.

The two women walked straight into the western-style restaurant, neither of them paying any attention to Xiao Weiyan. He had no choice but to sit with Zheng Juyong at a table outside the restaurant, saying some casual pleasantries: "Juyong, I'm sorry that the driver from the law firm didn't recognize you last night... And thank you so much!"

"It's just a small favor, you're welcome!" Zheng Juyong said in a weird tone.

Xiao Weiyan sensitively leaned back in his chair and crossed his legs. He thought Zheng Juyong already knew something about what happened between him and Jiawei. There was no need to hide it anymore, as it would only make him lose face. He might as well hold on to his confidence. "Well, I still have to thank you. Jiawei said you're very reasonable."

"Haha, I can't say I'm reasonable, but I'm just too lazy to meddle in other people's business!" Zheng Juyong still spoke in a strange tone.

Xiao Weiyan rolled up his tongue and licked the roots of his teeth, wanting to say something back: "By the way, are you and Guan Ying still planning to return to China?"

"This has nothing to do with you, right?" Zheng Juyong didn't look at him directly, but just looked at the people passing by on the road.

"Haha, I just suddenly felt that this place is not bad. I was looking forward to the day of leaving, but when I really left, I felt reluctant to leave. So I feel a little regretful. I shouldn't interfere with your stay or departure based on my own judgment at a certain moment. You might as well reconsider it." Xiao Weiyan smiled so well that it was impossible to tell whether he succeeded or failed.

Zheng Juyong felt that his life was tiring, but he was too lazy to expose him, so he just smiled perfunctorily.

"Actually, Daniel isn't as complicated as I make him out to be. He's a nice guy. Without his help this time, my job change wouldn't have been so smooth. If I get the chance to meet him, I should thank him." Seeing that Zheng Juyong still didn't respond, Xiao Weiyan had to give up. Perhaps because of the pain in his legs, he crossed his legs for a while before obediently lowering them. He leaned over and asked, "Would you like something to drink?"

Zheng Juyong glanced at the two people in the restaurant. It seemed that they were chatting well, not as awkward as he had imagined. He felt relieved. He turned around and looked at Xiao Weiyan, who was being left out by the women, and shook his head: "Don't go in and disturb them, especially you."

Xiao Weiyan pursed his lips in frustration and leaned back in his chair.

They were still waiting for the women outside, but this time, the intensity of their auras was completely reversed compared to when they were outside the Hermès store. The hurried crowds of people on the street made the two men, who were ignoring each other, stand out from the crowd, as quiet and solemn as the two stone pillars at the entrance of the restaurant.

Half an hour passed like this.

"I was going to give this to her, but in order not to disturb them, I'll give it to you." Xiao Weiyan took out a bunch of car keys from his pocket. "I can't take it away, and there's no time to deal with it. You guys keep it."

"Oh, isn't it too expensive?"

"Consider it a little compensation from me to Guan Guan!" He said it generously, but the property was actually still under his name.

"This...I can't make the decision for her."

"Then... just consider it a gift from me to you?"

"Oh, I don't need it!"

"Ju Yong, please do me a favor! A car that has not been used for a long time will easily break down. Don't worry, if there is any accident, the responsibility will be on me as the car owner; if you don't need it, please help me rent a garage, and I will pay for it." Xiao Weiyan finally let go of his face.

Thinking back to when he borrowed someone else's car and how cautiously he drove along the way, Zheng Juyong didn't believe he would be responsible. He said cautiously, "It's better to leave this matter to someone else. I'm not reliable."

"Hehe, there's no one else I can entrust this to. I don't have many friends outside of work. If you don't accept it, I can only give it to her later." Xiao Weiyan glanced into the restaurant.

He could really do that to Guan Ying, and maybe even use Sister Jiawei's mouth to ask for help. Why bother to make things difficult for Guan Ying? At worst, he could just rent a garage for Xiao Weiyan! After weighing the pros and cons, Zheng Juyong reluctantly accepted the key.

Another hour passed, and Xiao Weiyan finally got bored and felt like smoking, so he got up and went to a nearby convenience store to buy a pack of cigarettes.

Zheng Juyong had been waiting for this moment. He quickly pulled out an unopened box of Marlboro from his pocket and stuffed it into his pocket. "I know you didn't have time to bring it with you, so this is for you."

Xiao Weiyan was stunned for a moment as he held the box of cigarettes that suddenly appeared. "You, prepared this specially for me?"

Zheng Juyong smiled triumphantly: "It's only one box, don't think it's too little."

He obviously doesn't smoke, but he brought a box of cigarettes with him. These are not cigarettes at all, they are clearly a slap in the face!

Xiao Weiyan stared at the English word "Marlboro" on the lid of the box, his face darkened rapidly, and he could no longer pretend to be decent in front of him: "You want to say that to me... Oh, thank you!" After that, he frowned, glanced at the women in the restaurant, turned around and walked away.

This time, Xiao Weiyan had not returned until Jiawei sent Guan Ying out.

Guan Ying remained silent as they left the restaurant. Zheng Juyong followed her, observing her expression with some concern. "Before we met, you said you were happy, and we had a good chat just now. Why are you so gloomy now?"

Guan Ying stopped and looked at him: "Jiawei said everything, but she didn't mention the pregnancy. What do you think she wants to do..."

Zheng Juyong's jaw dropped: "Pregnancy!"

Guan Ying blocked his mouth and said, "What are you yelling about? Didn't Jiawei tell you last night? Anyway, who asked you to stand up for me? And what about them eloping? Even if they eloped, I don't care, why do you care?"

Last night, he suddenly showed up at the Burj Al Arab, acting like that. Jiawei hadn't realized he was there for Qiao Qi, mistakenly assuming he was there specifically for Guan Ying. His definition of "elopement" had also provoked Jiawei to go to great lengths to have a heated argument with Xiao Weiyan and even change her flight.

Zheng Juyong couldn't explain it clearly at the moment, not to mention that she was blocking his mouth.

Guan Ying didn't seem to expect him to answer, and quickly let go of his hand. Suddenly, she sighed, "Hey... Don't worry, even if Xiao Weiyan and I break up, it won't affect your marriage."

In love, the old always leaves before the new comes, but in friendship, she only has Jiawei. She didn't want to put so much pressure on Jiawei. Since she had already broken up with Xiao Weiyan, Jiawei could do whatever she wanted. She and Xiao Weiyan had already agreed on this, and neither of them mentioned it. But Zheng Juyong went to expose it. What did this have to do with him? Unless he was doing it for Qiao Qi, he certainly didn't want to break up with Xiao Weiyan at this time! Selfish men!

Zheng Juyong's heart suddenly tightened. Her words were like a wake-up call. He realized that he almost forgot that he went there last night for Qiao Qi.

Thinking back to his overreaction last night, Jiawei didn't dare mention him anymore when she was speaking to Guan Ying today, instead taking all the blame. As a result, he now felt responsible, while Guan Ying felt he was meddling and even misinterpreted the situation, shifting it to the marriage. He still had Xiao Weiyan's key in his pocket, and had been thinking of finding a chance to tell her about it, but now it seemed better to forget. He knew what he owed her these days, so he could just secretly pay her back. Speaking of marriage, if she really had such thoughts, it would be convenient. He might as well just assume she was right... Besides, it wasn't the first time he'd thought about it, but for some reason, he had forgotten this time!

He choked a few times when she covered his mouth, and tried to clear his throat: "Ahem! You are truly great... Sacrificing you brings happiness to thousands of families..."

Guan Ying rolled her eyes and stomped on him fiercely: "Cough cough cough cough, you deserve it!"

"Ha..." Zheng Juyong grimaced in pain, "Go kick Xiao Weiyan if you can. Do you only know how to bully me..."

Guan Ying turned around and glared at him, forcing Zheng Juyong to be more obedient, even stifling his cough. Seeing his aggrieved expression, and thinking about how he hadn't even bothered to argue with Xiao Weiyan, it was really unfair for him to argue with him now. Guan Ying softened her heart a little, "I didn't see you go in to get anything to eat just now. Are you hungry? Let's go back to the Curry Inn!"

Zheng Juyong sprained his ankle and took a few quick steps to grab her wrist: "Tonight... let's go to another place!"