While waiting for Jiang Jingchu to start his meeting, Qin Huan took a walk around the villa.
Although I lived here for a few years, I had never carefully observed the layout from a designer's perspective.
Qin Huan looked from the first floor to the second floor, making plans in her mind as she looked, thinking about which places could be changed to change the style, and which idle places could be used.
When she reached the third floor, she entered the audio-visual room, which was just as it had been when she left five years ago.
Qin Huan suddenly felt a little nostalgic, so she chose an art film and curled up on the sofa to watch it quietly.
…
After the meeting, Jiang Jingchu headed straight to Jinghe Bay.
On the way, I was resting with my eyes closed when Han Xian called.
The voice teased,
"Brother Jing, are you awake yet?"
Jiang Jingchu didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.
"Just finished a two-hour high-level meeting, what do you say?"
"So early? This shouldn't be the case!"
Han Xian paused while fiddling with his hair in front of the mirror.
"Last night, the brothers were almost escorting you to the bridal chamber right here. Did you miss the opportunity?"
Jiang Jingchu snorted coldly.
"He's so drunk, I'm not such a beast."
Han Xian made a "tsk" sound over there.
"Others may not know, but I do. Back then, in pursuit of Qin Huan, what beastly things did you not do?"
Jiang Jingchu laughed and touched the inner wall of his mouth with the tip of his tongue.
"I accompanied the old man to look at a piece of land some time ago. I thought it was pretty good. Why don't I give it to you?"
Han Xian wondered how the topic changed so quickly.
"Why are you so kind all of a sudden that you want to give me the land? Thank you in advance, Brother Jing."
Paused for two seconds, impatient,
"What area is it in? I'll go over and take a look when I have time."
Jiang Jingchu's mouth curled up slightly.
"It's in Wan'an Mountain. I don't know if you are familiar with it."
Han Xian felt a chill on his back.
Wan'an Mountain, he is very familiar with it. Isn't that the cemetery? His grandmother died last year and was buried there.
Jiang Jingchu is going to give him a grave!
Han Xian licked the corner of his lips in a sly manner.
"No one would curse their brothers like that so early in the morning, would they?"
Jiang Jingchu,
"You were the one who got upset with me first."
Han Xian laughed twice.
"I can tell you this isn't working."
Jiang Jingchu frowned and pressed the hang-up button directly.
Less than two seconds later, the phone rang again, it was Han Xian again.
Jiang Jingchu took a look and rejected the call directly.
It rings and refuses.
When it rang for the third time, Jiang Jingchu finally couldn't help it.
"Are you sick?"
Han Xian laughed unabashedly.
"Why are you so angry?"
He was also afraid that Jiang Jingchu would hang up on him again.
"Don't hang up yet. I have something serious to tell you. It's about Qin Huan."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Jingchu took his hand off the hang-up button.
"Hurry up, you think everyone has as much free time as you."
Han Xian responded twice, suppressed his laughter, and cleared his throat.
"Let me ask you, when Qin Huan broke up with you, was there any misunderstanding?"
When Jiang Jingchu heard this, the dryness in his eyes gradually faded away, and he tugged at his collar.
"Why do you ask that suddenly?"
Han Xian uttered a "tsk".
"You took Qin Huan away last night, and Zhou Tiantian wanted to chase you. I stopped her and told her to stay out of your business, but she said..."
Jiang Jingchu paused while pulling at his collar.
"What did she say?"
"I can't remember the details, but the general idea is that Qin Huan finally separated from you and can't be involved with you again."
I finally separated from him, I can't get involved with him again...
It’s not that I can’t, not that I don’t want to.
Jiang Jingchu recalled the two completely opposite attitudes Qin Huan showed towards him last night when she was drunk and when she sobered up, and his heart sank.
"Did Zhou Tiantian say anything else?"
Han Xian shook his head.
"No, she rarely mentioned anything about Qin Huan to me in the past few years."
Jiang Jingchu was silent for a few seconds.
"Okay, I understand."
After hanging up the phone, he took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth and lit it.
The smoke slowly rose in the air, and Jiang Jingchu's entire face was hidden in the smoke, looking unreal.
He has always been reluctant to recall what happened five years ago.
Now that I think about it, most of them were arguments with Qin Huan.
First, Qin Huan disliked his poor habits as a second-generation rich kid and complained that he was spending his time drinking and carousing instead of doing his job properly.
After several attempts to break up, Jiang Jingchu had no choice but to agree to join the Jiang Group.
Later, when he first joined the company, he knew nothing and was busy every day. Qin Huan blamed him for not having time to accompany her.
He was also very annoyed, especially after seeing Wen Li sending Qin Huan home from get off work several times, he became extremely jealous and had the biggest quarrel with Qin Huan.
At that time, Qin Huan was still trying to argue, saying that they were just an ordinary superior-subordinate relationship, until someone reported to Jiang Jingchu that they saw Qin Huan checking into a hotel with a man.
He lost his mind and rushed over, witnessing such a disgusting scene...
Recalling this, Jiang Jingchu couldn't go on. His head ached and his fingers trembled slightly.
Gao Fei noticed something was wrong with him from the passenger seat and quickly called out to the driver to stop.
"Mr. Jiang, are you okay?"
Jiang Jingchu closed his eyes and leaned back in his seat, his expression suppressed and forbearing.
Gao Fei took out his cell phone.
"I'll call Miss Ji right away."
Gao Fei knew that Jiang Jingchu had a hidden psychological problem. Whenever he felt unwell, Miss Ji would come over to help him.
"Need not!"
Jiang Jingchu waved his hands, his voice low and hoarse, and was silent for a moment.
"Gao Fei, go check if anything happened to Qin Huan in her hometown, Mingxi Mountain, five years ago."
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After Jiang Jingchu arrived at Jinghe Bay, he sat in the car for another half an hour before entering the villa.
After searching for a while, I finally found Qin Huan who was already asleep in the audio-visual room on the third floor.
She was like a cat, a small ball, curled up in the middle of the sofa.
On the projection wall opposite, a very old movie was still playing, the type that Qin Huan used to love to watch.
Jiang Jingchu felt inexplicably at ease when he saw this scene.
He sat down next to Qin Huan and quietly looked at her sleeping face.
Qin Huan didn't know how long she slept. When she woke up, the movie had ended and she could hear the sound of even breathing beside her.
She turned her head and saw Jiang Jingchu, who was already asleep on the sofa.
He didn't know what he was dreaming about, and his brows were tightly furrowed.
Qin Huan subconsciously wanted to help him smooth it out, but as soon as her hand touched his forehead, Jiang Jingchu's eyes suddenly opened.
Their eyes met. Jiang Jingchu's eyes were still a little hazy from just waking up, while Qin Huan seemed a little flustered and was the first to look away.
"When did you come back? Why didn't you wake me up?"
Jiang Jingchu sat up and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Not long."
Qin Huan nodded.
"Now that I'm back, I'll start."
Qin Huan took the tape measure and measuring instrument and started measuring the room along the first floor entrance.
These could have been done by an assistant, but Jiang Jingchu had clearly stated in the contract that Qin Huan had to do all the work in Jinghe Bay herself.
The villa is very large and has been renovated, so the measurements are time-consuming.
Jiang Jingchu followed Qin Huan the whole time, with one hand in his trouser pocket. He occasionally glanced at Qin Huan taking notes on the tablet, but he didn't know whether he understood what she said.
In short, like an overseer.
By the time we finished measuring the first floor, it was already past lunch time.
A takeaway came in, and Jiang Jingchu invited Qin Huan to eat.
Qin Huan casually glanced at the packaging bag, which said Fulinji.
The chef at Fulinji is a man whose ancestors worked in the imperial kitchen. He is good at cooking delicate and distinctive dishes.
Many dignitaries would entertain their guests there, but anyone who has been there knows that they do not accept outside food.
Qin Huan raised her eyebrows slightly.
Perhaps only Jiang Jingchu has such a big presence that Fulinji can deliver meals to his home.
When the lunch box was opened, steam was still rising from it. Qin Huan hadn't noticed it before, but now, when she smelled the fragrant aroma of the food, she felt hungry.
The two sat facing each other and ate in silence.
Halfway through the meal, Jiang Jingchu's cell phone rang.
He picked up the phone casually and called out "Mom".
Qin Huan's hand holding the chopsticks shook noticeably, and the piece of pork ribs she had just picked up fell into the plate.
Jiang Jingchu was listening to Yuan Mei's speech. When he saw this, he looked at Qin Huan in surprise and picked up the piece of pork ribs that she had dropped into the plate and put them back into her bowl.
Yuan Mei said that she was returning to North City today and asked him if he had time, as she wanted to see him.
Jiang Jingchu knew why she came here, and looked at his watch.
"when?"
"Before dinner, please accompany me to get some samples."
"Okay, I understand."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Huan also put down her chopsticks.
"I'm full, take your time."
Jiang Jingchu glanced at the food she had barely touched.
"You didn't really like his food before, what happened today?"
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