However, we must not be too hasty, lest we make things worse.
The door to the VIP ward opened and closed, and now only she and Jiang Zhi remained.
Jiang Yue still felt unwell from the faint smell of disinfectant in the ward. She said, "I've hired a caregiver for you. I'm going back now."
The boy paused, then murmured an "Mmm," before raising his eyes to gaze at her quietly with pupils that appeared pale in the light: "Will you come to see me tomorrow, sister?"
She didn't say anything.
The sunlight cast a dim, yellowish halo around the boy, making his soft, black hair appear almost golden.
Jiang Zhi calmly asked, "Can you come see me tomorrow?"
When he asked the question, his eyes were fixed on her, his dark, moist eyes beautiful yet with a hint of sadness.
Jiang Yue remained silent for a long time, then said, "It seems like it will be very cold tomorrow."
She said, "I don't like to go out when it's cold."
She politely declined.
He probably understands.
Jiang Zhi paused for a moment, then calmly nodded. "If the weather is nice tomorrow, could you come to the hospital to see me?"
Jiang Yue didn't expect him to be so stubborn.
Stubbornly demanding a precise answer.
"good."
Jiang Zhi's brows and eyes suddenly relaxed, and the smile on his face was as warm and gentle as a spring breeze.
He seems to be easily satisfied.
It was almost dark when Jiang Yue left the hospital.
Spring in Beijing seems to be very long, and it also seems to be cold all the time.
Jiang Yue was dressed in thin clothes. She went straight to the car after leaving the hall, and only felt less cold when she was surrounded by the car's heater.
The night view outside is beautiful.
Bustling and noisy.
Jiang Yue gazed quietly at the scenery rushing past the car window, then suddenly asked the driver, "What's the weather like in England lately?"
The seemingly random question really stumped the driver.
After asking the question, Jiang Yue realized that her question was strange. She was a little annoyed and then said never mind.
Will Britain get as cold as it is now?
Is it a time zone?
Oh, why did she think of England?
Jiang Yue opened her phone and opened her chat history with Zhou Ji. Several hours ago, Zhou Ji had told her that he was already on the plane.
It must be very far.
It will take a very, very long time to fly.
On this bleak spring night, Jiang Yue finally admitted that she also wanted to see Zhou Ji.
She assumed Zhou Ji wouldn't have signal on the plane, so she boldly sent him a message: "It's raining in Beijing too."
[Zhou Ji.]
You've kept me waiting for too long.
Why can't she just appear in front of him the moment she wants to see him?
My phone suddenly beeped.
She was stunned, not expecting Zhou Ji to reply at this moment. His reply was concise yet powerful, consisting of just two words.
Zhou, with malicious intent: [Come out.]
It took Jiang Yue a while to understand what he meant. She swallowed hard and gripped her phone tightly.
Just then, the driver reminded her, "Miss, we've arrived. There seems to be someone at the door."
The car headlights illuminated the man standing at the intersection.
A tall, slender figure from behind, wearing a black coat, with long legs.
He stood in the light, so quiet.
Jiang Yue opened the car door and slowly walked towards him, the spring breeze ruffling her long hair, and a light, refreshing fragrance seemed to float in the air.
Jiang Yue stood in front of him, needing to crane her neck, the curve of her neck looking quite beautiful.
She was dressed lightly and looked a little shivering.
The man reached out and pulled her into his arms without a word. She was stunned as he held her, and for the first time ever, she didn't struggle.
Pressing my finger against his chest, I could almost hear his heartbeat.
Even with a breath, you can smell the cool fragrance of pine needles emanating from him, just like the person he is.
Jiang Yue's frame was small, as if she could be easily shrunk into his bones.
She quietly rested her chin on his shoulder and asked softly, "Why did you come back so soon?"
Zhou Ji slowly released her, took off his coat and wrapped it around her, then took off his scarf and covered her neck completely.
This spring night.
Damp and ambiguous.
He told the truth in a very calm tone: "Because I was in a hurry to see you."
Such words, spoken by others, may sound false, or even like glib sweet talk.
But coming from Zhou Ji, even in such a plain tone, it was very convincing.
It sounded like just another ordinary sentence he uttered.
Under the streetlights, her face was fair with a rosy glow, like a ripe peach that was already a little soft and mushy. Her lips were also red, making her look so tempting.
Zhou Ji raised his hand and gently touched her face. It was a little cold from the wind, and he frowned slightly. Then, he slowly helped her pull her scarf up a little and said in a normal tone, "I can't keep you waiting any longer."
Although it was cold at night, Jiang Yue felt warm from head to toe, and even her heart felt as if a warm current was flowing through her.
She tilted her head back, her slender neck arching gracefully, and looked at him, saying, "I didn't wait for you on purpose."
Zhou Ji seemed completely unconcerned, calmly continuing to tidy her wind-blown hair: "Wait until I admit something I'm embarrassed to admit."
Jiang Yue thought he wouldn't expose her; it seemed he always deliberately saved face for her.
Are they not installing it now?
Zhou Ji smiled again, and when he smiled like that, it was hard to tell that he had rushed back from a long journey. "You're too embarrassed to admit that you secretly read the messages I sent you."
Jiang Yue remained silent for a moment.
It's always easy to see through him.
She even suspected that Zhou Ji had realized she had developed feelings for him, which was why he kept coming to see her.
"I didn't peek."
A sudden gust of wind stirred up the darkness, leaving Zhou Ji wearing only a thin black sweater underneath, almost completely blending into the deep night.
However, his features, favored by the moonlight, are handsome, dashing, and strikingly defined.
Jiang Yue suddenly remembered the scene she saw on TV today; Zhou Ji really suited wearing black clothes.
She has a powerful aura; strangers should keep their distance.
“You’re so busy, next time please don’t text me while you’re on a business trip. It’s delaying the work progress and increasing the workload of your subordinates.” After saying this, Jiang Yue paused for a moment, thinking that her tone was particularly natural. “However, your female secretary is very beautiful. To be able to work by your side, she must be very capable. The two of you look very well-matched.”
These sour words are also the truth.
They look much better matched than Zhao Shuyan; they're evenly matched, with both being strong individuals.
Zhou Ji paused for a few seconds, then remained extremely calm: "I didn't know I had a female secretary."
"Is this what you've arranged for me now?"
Jiang Yue has already broken her promise and doesn't want to say anything more.
Zhou Ji gradually realized what was going on. She had mistaken a legal advisor who had been temporarily called in from the UK headquarters for his secretary.
Zhou Ji felt even better after being smeared.
He gently lifted her small face, stared into her eyes, calmed himself down, and said with a faint smile in his eyes, "Why are you still secretly watching your husband on TV?"
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