Chapter 142 Yan Yiqi x Xie Yue (6)
This evening's movie is just the beginning.
Xie Yue always goes to bed a little later than usual - either reading in the living room or watching movies in the audio-visual room.
Quietly, without disturbing anyone, alone.
Living under the same roof, Yan Yiqi sometimes even thought that she had gone to bed early, but when he finished his work and passed by the living room and the audio-visual room, he would always find a sleeping cat lying obediently on the side of the sofa.
Something is changing in the dark.
Yan Yiqi's office space was transformed from a study into a living room. Xie Yue sat at the coffee table, reading a book, while Yan Yiqi sat across from him, typing away on his keyboard and making a video call.
She couldn't stand the change in her routine, and just after ten o'clock, she kept nodding while holding the book.
Occasionally, she would wake up after a few seconds and be so scared that she would knock over the book. While turning the pages in a panic, she would take the opportunity to sneak a peek at him, fearing that he would find out that she had accidentally fallen asleep.
Exercises after nine o'clock are also moved to the morning.
It started at some point, but whenever Xie Yuechen got up to practice yoga, she would look up and see Yan Yiqi running on the treadmill with his back to her.
Sweat soaked half of his back, making his clothes transparent.
They had breakfast together and then went to work.
Before getting off work at noon, a colleague found Xie Yue and wanted to borrow her car.
"A client will arrive at the airport at one o'clock, and I need to pick him up. I was too busy on a business trip yesterday and forgot to apply for a business car from the company in advance. It's too late now..." said a colleague.
Xie Yue gave him the car keys.
Unexpectedly, just after lunch break, I received another call from a colleague: "...I accidentally rear-ended the car in front of me on my way home. The traffic police are here. Can you come over and deal with it?"
It was noisy over there, with the sound of honking horns and cursing, as well as the sound of traffic police trying to mediate.
Xie Yue didn't expect that borrowing a car would cause an accident. He was stunned and said, "Is it serious? If it's not serious, can you handle it yourself?"
She told her colleagues about her situation.
She was very busy in the afternoon and couldn't leave.
The company is recruiting talents recently. The interviewees have passed the preliminary and re-interviews. The final interview between the two candidates will be held in half an hour. She, the interviewer, cannot be absent.
After the interview, there was a meeting to be held and the company boss would be there, so she had to go.
Her colleagues also know that she is busy.
I apologized countless times on the other end of the phone, saying, "It's a bit serious. I can't handle it well. I'm so sorry..."
Xie Yue asked him to take photos of the scene and show them to her.
Soon, she received photos from her colleagues.
The accident was quite serious. The rear of the car of the driver in front was dented and the trunk could not be opened normally. Fortunately, no one was hurt.
Xie Yue looked at the information at hand and felt overwhelmed.
She couldn't leave, and her colleagues were anxious. After thinking it over, she called Yan Yiqi.
The call was connected quickly.
Xie Yue was slightly taken aback when she heard Yan Yiqi say, "Take a five-minute break," on the other end of the phone. "Are you in a meeting? Did I disturb you?"
Yan Yiqi said gently, "It's okay," "What's wrong?"
The call went through, but Xie Yue hesitated.
She didn't really want to trouble him.
She had no support, no confidence, and relied on him for everything. So she tried to avoid trouble as much as possible, handle things on her own, and digest them on her own, not wanting Yan Yiqi to treat her as a burden or a nuisance.
Yan Yiqi has a sense of responsibility, and she cannot possess and waste him with a clear conscience.
She hesitated.
During the moment of hesitation, Yan Yiqi asked again patiently.
Xie Yue was about to back out and was about to say it was okay, but Yan Yiqi on the other end of the phone seemed to have anticipated what she was going to say and said first, "You rarely call me."
The implication was that he knew something was wrong with her.
"Tell me about it, huh?"
The last tone was nasal, and the sound of electricity through the phone seemed to be rubbing against gravel, quite textured, as if persuading someone step by step.
Xie Yue was in a difficult situation, and she really had no one else to turn to, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and tell the whole story.
She asks him to call the driver to take care of it.
Vehicle accidents are always troublesome. You have to go to the scene, consult and negotiate, and have the truck towed. It takes half a day to finish the work.
It was quite troublesome, so her voice became weak by the end.
Unexpectedly, Yan Yiqi showed no impatience, and his voice was as clear as ever: "Send me the address, and I'll have someone take care of it."
Xie Yue nodded.
The call ends here.
Before hanging up, Xie Yue gripped the phone tightly, still unable to control his pounding heart, and couldn't help but ask, "Is this not going to bother you?"
"No trouble." Yan Yiqi said.
Xie Yue said softly, "That's good."
The voice was very soft, but Yan Yiqi still heard it.
He stood by the window with one hand in his pocket, overlooking the scenery of the capital, and was silent along with the person on the other end of the conversation.
It was Xie Yue who spoke first: "I'll go get busy first."
Yan Yiqi hummed and called her again: "Xie Yue."
"Um?"
Yan Yiqi pondered for a while: "Your business is my business, don't worry about the trouble."
Xie Yue smiled.
The anxiety in her heart was smoothed out by the soft and steady voice, and the remaining subtle, indistinguishable ripples were all brought to her by Yan Yiqi, the joy and satisfaction she had never received from anyone else.
She seemed to like him even more.
After Yan Yiqi hung up the phone, the corners of his lips curled up.
After receiving the address sent by Xie Yue, he forwarded it to his secretary and asked him to go to the scene to handle it.
The secretary asked, "Mr. Yan, is this your car?"
"No." Yan Yiqi paused, "My wife's."
The secretary was surprised but didn't show it on his face.
Everyone in the company knew that President Yan was married, and they had seen the wedding ring on his hand, but no one had ever seen the president's wife, and no one had ever heard Yan Yiqi mention his wife.
Where there are people, there is gossip. People with inside information heard that Mr. Yan's marriage was arranged, and the couple seemed to be in harmony but were actually not in love with each other.
He had just listened to the general situation from the side, and naturally heard what Mr. Yan said, "Your business is my business." He thought to himself that the reason why gossip is gossip is probably that most of it should not be taken seriously.
He rushed to the scene to deal with it.
He thought the president's wife was there and wanted to see her true face, but when he arrived at the place he found out that it was his wife's colleague who used the car, which made him feel a little disappointed.
The secretary was good at handling these matters and reached a settlement with the other party by less than five o'clock.
After both parties signed, the secretary called Yan Yiqi.
"Mr. Yan, it's been handled." The secretary reported the negotiation progress and added, "I'll call the 4S dealership and have them tow the car away for a comprehensive inspection."
Yan Yiqi nodded.
The secretary looked up at the gloomy sky and asked tentatively, "Mr. Yan, it looks like it's going to rain heavily. Your wife doesn't have a car, should we contact a driver to pick her up?"
When he answered the phone, Yan Yiqi was looking at the contract.
Hearing this, he lightly pinched his brows, shifted his gaze from the densely packed words, and looked out the panoramic floor-to-ceiling window.
The clouds had turned grayish white at some point, a sign of rain.
He pressed the intercom, and the secretary outside the office quickly answered: "Boss Yan, what's going on?"
"What are your plans for tonight?"
"Mr. Yan, Mr. Wang from Hesheng has invited you to dinner tonight."
"Please turn it down for me and make another appointment with Mr. Wang."
"Okay, Mr. Yan."
After Yan Yiqi finished giving his instructions, he continued, "No need, I'll be there."
He glanced at the time on his wrist. It was just past five. Huiqi Bank wasn't far from Xie Yue's workplace, so he could get there before five-thirty.
Only when he arrived downstairs at the Sino-Swiss Group did he call Xie Yue.
As soon as the call was connected, Xie Yue said "wait a moment" on the other end of the phone.
I told him that.
Yan Yiqi remained silent, and the voice from the other end came clearly from the car speakers.
Xie Yue was checking the report with his colleagues, pointing out problems with the data and missing content items. Every word he said was clear and orderly.
Yan Yiqi never doubted her ability. Xie Yue's culture and insights were evident in her daily interactions. The recommendation letter from her advisor was a testament to her professionalism.
That was his perception.
The feeling of knowing and seeing is unusual and somewhat fresh.
He listened quietly.
After the conversation ended, Xie Yue picked up the phone again, her voice soft and apologetic: "...Sorry, I just finished a meeting and was checking data with a colleague."
It was completely different from the formulaic tone just now.
"It's okay." Yan Yiqi leaned back in his seat, his fingertips tapping the steering wheel intermittently, his tone relaxed and leisurely, "Are you done now?"
"Well, I'm done."
"Come down when you're done."
Xie Yue didn't react: "Huh?"
After chewing on his words for a while, she finally said in disbelief, "Are you downstairs?"
Yan Yiqi hummed, glanced at the glass revolving door not far away, and said half-jokingly, "If I don't come down, the security will come and chase me away."
Xie Yue: “…”
It’s really downstairs in the company.
During the time he was away from the company, Xie Yue's heart was pounding.
Why is Yan Yiqi here?
Was he just passing by, or did he go out of his way to pick her up from get off work?
She made random guesses, but didn't dare to think too deeply. Subconsciously, she felt it was impossible, that their relationship was more than that, and she didn't dare to add her own imagination to any of Yan Yiqi's gentlemanly behavior.
As I came out of the revolving door, heavy rain suddenly came.
Thunder rumbled in the sky, exploding with a bang. The sound of rain was even louder, crackling and piercing my eardrums, and the rain curtain blurred my vision.
Xie Yue looked around, feeling a little anxious.
Without thinking, she raised her hands to cover her head and rushed into the rain alone. She was soaked after just a few steps.
She didn't know where Yan Yiqi's car was parked, and she ran around like a headless fly.
When she was at a loss, someone grabbed her. Xie Yue turned around with her water-soaked eyes open, and met a worried gaze.
Yan Yiqi held up an umbrella, clasped her waist with one hand and brought her in, shielding her from the pouring rain. "Why are you running around like this?"
He looked at her soaking wet appearance, his lips tightened.
"I was afraid that you would get impatient and then not be able to find your car..." Xie Yue lowered her eyes and saw that she had wet half of his clothes. She quickly tried to hide away.
Yan Yiqi didn't give in, and held her hand tighter: "Don't move."
It hadn't rained yet when he called, so he was waiting in the car.
The rain started suddenly, and he immediately got out of the car with an umbrella to pick her up, but she was nowhere to be seen. He thought she hadn't gotten out yet, so he waited for a while, called again but no one answered, and finally found her in the rain.
Looking at her current appearance, he inexplicably felt annoyed, but he suppressed it and didn't show it.
He knew that Xie Yue had been trying to please him.
He saw through it but didn't say anything, pretending not to know. If he told her, she would be at a loss, embarrassed, and not know how to deal with it, not to mention that he didn't care much about what she did.
Marriage is for the sake of interests, and the wife herself is just a decoration as long as she does not affect oneself.
But apparently, it's starting to get to him now.
Yan Yiqi didn't like her deliberate flattery of putting him first in everything. Even though he was the beneficiary, he still didn't like it and felt it was bad.
My mood is turbulent and my irritability is showing signs of turning into anger.
But after getting in the car, I turned around and saw her innocent eyes like a deer, with raindrops hanging on her eyelashes, fluttering with anxiety. The little bit of anger that had flashed out of me was immediately extinguished, and turned into melancholy that I didn't know what to do.
Yan Yiqi looked at her deeply and got out of the car.
Xie Yue was confused by this action.
After being washed by the heavy rain for so long, she was cold all over.
The rising heat in the car did not warm her up. She began to realize that she looked very miserable and her heart was colder than her body.
Yan Yiqi took clothes from the trunk.
He had spare clothes in his car in case of any unexpected trips, which came in handy now.
I opened the back door and got in.
Before he could close his umbrella, something hit his chest, and wet, cold hair brushed against his neck, giving it a chill.
"Don't be angry." Xie Yue's voice was so soft.
Yan Yiqi rested his chin on the top of her head without moving: "Are you afraid that I will be angry?"
Xie Yue nodded.
"Why do you think I'm angry?"
Xie Yue wrapped her arms around his waist, her lips moving before she cautiously said, "As your wife, running in the rain like this doesn't look good on me and it's detrimental to your status."
Yan Yiqi was short of breath and didn't say a word.
Without hearing his answer, Xie Yue immediately promised, "I won't do this again next time, really. I was wrong, I'm sorry."
"Really?" Yan Yiqi's voice was slightly cold.
Xie Yue sensed his unusual coldness and began to tremble with fear.
I thought he would calm down, but he didn't say anything else. He just silently opened her fingers and said, "It's cold, change your clothes first."
Xie Yue bit her lip.
She shrank back, then stiffly let go of her hand.
She still made him angry.
She was distracted.
Yan Yiqi stood outside the car for a long time.
The rain came suddenly and stopped suddenly. Apart from the flooded ground, there was no trace of the rain.
Yan Yiqi put away his umbrella and knocked on the backseat window: "Are you ready?"
No one answered.
Yan Yiqi knew that he was not in a good mood just now, and perhaps he scared her. It was understandable that she didn't want to talk. He just said, "I'm getting in the car."
He walked around to the driver's side and got in the car.
After fastening my seat belt, I habitually looked at the rearview mirror, but my gaze froze slightly.
He saw a large area of exposed skin. The iron-gray suit covered the area below the collarbone. She leaned quietly against the seat, not moving at all.
Yan Yiqi turned around and saw that her face was covered with tears, silent and lifeless.
The car was very quiet, with only the sound of the wipers moving back and forth.
Yan Yiqi sighed silently, unbuckled his seat belt, opened the back door, got in, and sat down next to Xie Yue.
He said, "Xie Yue, are you afraid of me?"
"No."
Yan Yiqi was gentle and kind, and she was not afraid of him.
"You're not afraid of me, but you're afraid of me getting angry?"
Xie Yue: “…”
Yan Yiqi had asked this question just now, and she had answered it. Now he asked it again, whether he was dissatisfied with her answer or for some other reason, she didn't know.
"It's raining, I'm here, you can wait here and I'll come pick you up. Even if I'm not here, you can call me and I'll come over."
Yan Yiqi told her, "These are not troubles."
"I'm your husband, not your boss. You don't need to be polite in front of me all the time. Be yourself and do what you want.
There are no rules here. I've told you this many times, remember?"
Xie Yue remembered.
She remembered every word Yan Yiqi said and never forgot it.
only……
"I know that just one sentence won't make you completely relax. I can tell you over and over again that you are not a trouble or a burden." Yan Yiqi stretched out his hand and locked his big palm on the back of her head, forcing her to slightly raise her head.
Then, he moved closer to her, covered her eyebrows with his warm lips, and kissed away her tears.
He didn't leave, but slowly but firmly moved down, briefly touching her lips.
With their heads touching, he took in her surprise, and she also saw a gentleness and melancholy in his eyes that seemed to show he had no way of dealing with her.
She heard him say, "Xie Yue, you can rely on me."
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