Chapter 2 I Don't Do Things Without a Name
The hot breath penetrated into Su Lingyu's cochlea, causing an unbearable tingling sensation.
Just now, Shen Qiao spoke to her in this close proximity, but the words he uttered were completely different.
Su Lingyu blinked, "Am I hallucinating?"
"No."
Jiang Yuli tilted his head slightly, his eyes tracing the contours of her eyebrows and eyes, "Paopao, I won't do anything without a name."
Bubbles?
Why did he suddenly call her by her nickname?
Su Lingyu subconsciously pushed him away, "Oh, then no more kissing."
A subtle disappointment flashed across Jiang Yuli's eyes. He sat back down and said in a long tone, "Su Lingyu, I don't want to be a mistress—"
"You're quite moral."
"Not everyone is a pervert like you."
"You scolded me too..." Su Lingyu lowered her voice with a hint of grievance.
"That's not what I meant." Jiang Yuli wanted to explain, but found that she had turned her head away, obviously not wanting to pay any more attention to him.
Su Lingyu squatted beside the coffee table and started eating.
She won't get sick, right?
Jiang Yuli knew she suffered from separation anxiety and had read about the condition. Overeating was a manifestation of inner anxiety.
But now, Shen Qiao's plane has already soared into the sky.
Can't help her.
Jiang Yuli hated himself for not being able to be the antidote for Su Lingyu.
Su Lingyu did not become dependent on him.
Outside the window, the sound of dripping rain suddenly became denser, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a downpour, hitting the floor-to-ceiling window hard. The winding water marks instantly blurred the outside world.
The VIP room seemed to have become an isolated island isolated by the rain.
Su Lingyu puffed out her cheeks, looking worried: "It's raining heavily...Will the plane be delayed?"
Jiang Yuli said indifferently: "It's possible."
“No…”
Su Lingyu's pretty little face suddenly fell, and she pursed her lips in grievance.
Without anyone close to her, the panic of being abandoned would suffocate her.
She rushed to the French window and prayed to the gray sky: "God, please stop raining... I want to go home~ I want to go home..."
There were lightning and thunder outside the window, and the rain was so thick that it swallowed up all the scenery, leaving only blurry lights struggling.
Finished!
What if there is a real delay?
Su Lingyu clasped her hands together, praying desperately for the rain to stop. She was so focused that she didn't notice the reflection of another approaching figure in the glass.
Until a suit jacket with body temperature was gently draped over her shoulders.
The strange, fresh and warm breath instantly enveloped her.
It turns out that feeling cold just now was not a sign of illness.
The light inside is soft, while outside it is raining heavily.
On the glass, Jiang Yuli's handsome face was blurred by water marks into a blurred block of color.
A deep voice came from behind him: "Don't catch a cold."
Um?
Jiang Yuli, who looks cold and ruthless, actually has such a gentle side?
Su Lingyu subconsciously tightened his suit around his shoulders and turned around to say thank you: "Thank you, uncle."
Jiang Yuli's face was expressionless: "Don't get me wrong. You're sick, and I can't explain to your brother."
Su Lingyu is the apple of the Su family's eye. If she makes any mistake, the Su family will never let it go.
That idiot Shen Qiao!
I don't know how to seize the opportunity even when it's right in front of me.
With that little intelligence, you still want to compete with him for the inheritance of Baichuan? Stupid nephew.
A blinding flash of lightning ripped through the sky, and the thunder that followed made the glass buzz. Su Lingyu shuddered, and the color on her lips faded instantly.
Jiang Yuli's eyes dimmed slightly, and he unconsciously took a half step forward: "Afraid?"
"No!" Su Lingyu said stubbornly.
The heavy rain made the sky particularly dark. She was afraid of the dark, and even more afraid that the plane would never be able to fly again!
She turned back stubbornly and continued to pray for the rain to stop.
The rain did not stop, but the airport broadcast sounded mercilessly: Due to continued heavy rain, all flights are suspended. Passengers are requested to go to nearby hotels to check in.
Su Lingyu and Jiang Yuli followed the crowd out.
At this moment, she saw a plane breaking through the rain and taking off resolutely!
She slapped Jiang Yuli's arm anxiously, "Uncle, uncle! Look! It's taking off! Why can't our plane fly?"
Jiang Yuli's lips curled up in an almost imperceptible arc: "That's Shanhang."
"I should have taken Shandong Airlines for a connecting flight earlier... It's better than being trapped here..." Su Lingyu's pretty face wrinkled like a bitter gourd.
The airport hall was crowded with passengers in a hurry.
Su Lingyu was unexpectedly bumped hard by a passerby who was rushing around.
"hiss--"
The man showed no apology and disappeared into the crowd in a flash.
Jiang Yuli grabbed her slightly shaking arm and pulled her through the noisy and chaotic crowd.
Su Lingyu, wrapped in his baggy suit and wearing high heels, staggered a little as she followed his fast strides.
The airport was dark inside and outside, with a bustling crowd, the sound of rain, long queues of taxis, and the flashing headlights making people dizzy.
"Mr. Jiang." Two subordinates came forward with umbrellas.
Jiang Yuli took it and held it firmly on Su Lingyu's head: "Let's go."
"Where are you going?"
"hotel."
The rain was heavy, and the umbrella was almost completely tilted towards Su Lingyu.
In just a dozen meters, half of Jiang Yuli's sleeve was soaked by the rain, while Su Lingyu only had a few wet marks on the tip of her shoes.
The road to the hotel was jammed, and the car moved slowly through the rain. Su Lingyu took off his suit and draped it over his knees, his fingers unconsciously twisting the expensive fabric, kneading it into wrinkles.
Instead of choosing the simple motel near the airport, they stayed in a star-rated hotel a little further away.
Two rooms.
At the door of the room, Su Lingyu hurriedly said "Uncle, good night" and closed the door.
late at night.
Jiang Yuli drifted in and out of an uneasy dream. In it, the young boy clung to his father's legs, begging, "Dad, I don't want to go abroad... Dad, I want to live with you... Brother, I don't want to leave..."
His father coldly pried his hands apart and ordered the bodyguard, "Send the young master to the car."
The eight-year-old boy was forced into a car. Outside the car window, there were only the cold backs of his father and brother...
The doorbell pierced the dream sharply.
Su Lingyu? !
He woke up suddenly, jumped out of bed and rushed to open the door.
Outside the door, a strong smell of alcohol hit me. Su Lingyu was holding a red wine bottle in one hand and two wine glasses in the other, her cheeks flushed and her eyes blurred and unsteady.
"Uncle, I can't sleep... Can you have a drink with me?" She came in drunkenly without waiting for a response.
Insomnia…another symptom of separation anxiety.
She couldn't sleep peacefully without Shen Qiao.
His damn nephew can't even take care of his own girlfriend.
Scumbag.
Jiang Yuli closed the door and looked at her with a frown.
Su Lingyu leaned on the sofa and clumsily poured two glasses of wine, almost overflowing the rim. "Here, uncle... this is for you, this one is too much!"
Jiang Yuli took it but didn't drink it. He looked at her abnormal condition with a deep gaze.
"Cheers!" Su Lingyu clinked his glass and drank it down with his head tilted back.
Bang!
The wine glass in her hand suddenly slipped out of her hand, hit the carpet and shattered.
Jiang Yuli held the wine glass, his eyebrows slightly raised, an unfathomable look flashed across his eyes, and he actually felt that it would be nice to take a sip of wine at this moment.
"That bastard Chen Qiao!" Su Lingyu suddenly burst out, her voice tinged with tears, "He left me alone at the airport... When I get back... I'll definitely sue him!"
After venting, the void in her heart wasn't filled. Panic, headaches, nausea... the familiar feeling of suffocation gripped her again. Her quarterly checkups showed no signs of illness; it was her stubborn mental illness that was causing the problem.
She became ill.
The sources of security that she relied on for survival—her parents, her brother, and Chen Qiao—were not around at the moment.
The only one left by his side was Jiang Yuli.
She raised her head and looked at him helplessly with her wet eyes, as fragile as a butterfly drenched in the rain.
"Uncle..."
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