"Are you really leaving? Your wife might be home anytime soon. What are you going back for?"
Mind your own business.
After saying that, he walked out of the private room without looking back.
Qin Zifu had no intention of going home; the four of them were currently eating and drinking.
Qi Jingchen sent her a message while sitting in the car.
My dear husband: I'm about to go home, how much longer are you?
fu: It might take a long time.
My dearest husband: Okay, I'll be waiting for you at home.
fu: OK, no need to wait for me to eat.
My dearest husband: I know.
"Hey Fufu, why is your CEO Qi so clingy?"
Of the four, she was the only one in a sweet romance, which made people scoff at her.
"I wasn't being clingy, I was just asking how things were going."
"You two are the best, the most stable."
"If you ask me, for a relationship to last, the guy should ideally be a bit love-struck. I feel like President Qi is one of those people."
Tang Shuyu spoke with great logic and reason.
"Yeah, that's true."
"Nuonuo, what's wrong? What happened with President Zhou? What happened when he came to see you?"
Nothing happened; it was just an attempt to shift from a state of emotional indifference to a system where each other had priority access to information.
"So profound?"
Please elaborate.
The three of them were completely baffled; what were they talking about?
"Our situation was that he never wanted to share his life proactively, but he would respond when I brought up topics. We didn't go on dates, and he didn't care about my well-being, but he would have his assistant deliver things regularly. He did some things that were expected of him, but there was a subtle sense of coldness and distance between us."
"Is this what you call emotional indifference?"
"Yes, now he wants to know everything about me. He always wants to send me whatever he sees first, and he also wants me to send it to him as soon as possible."
"So you gave him priority access?"
"No, I also gave him the right to block people from his WeChat Moments."
"Haha, poor Mr. Zhou, he probably thinks this is more difficult than any project he's signed."
"I don't have anything I need him to know right now. I have no desire to share, and it's not intentional; I'm just not interested."
"What about your classmate in Yuncheng? Qi Jingchen said that he comes from one of the top families in Yuncheng and is usually very busy. He's been spending a lot of time with you these past few days, so I don't believe he's just a classmate."
"Exactly. If just any classmate was like this, he'd have to spend all his time with all sorts of classmates."
"No way, it's not suitable. Do you think it's possible for me to go to Yuncheng?"
"It's not that it's impossible; we can go wherever we're happy."
"I don't have that idea for now."
Putting aside whether the two like each other or not, it's impossible for them to be compatible. She wouldn't give up her job and leave her family and friends for someone, especially since she still has Tuanzi in Beijing.
Mature relationships are like this: if you know it's not right, you won't take that step to consider whether you like it or not; there's really no need for that.
"All right"
"Honestly, Fufu, it's rare that you and President Qi are in sync emotionally. If two people aren't in sync, even if they like each other, they can't make it work."
"Yes, it's best if the two of you can adjust to each other. If he's slow, you wait; if you're fast, he catches up."
Qin Zifu never expected that she would become a role model. Was she here today to be a confidante?
"Easier said than done. You, in the throes of passionate love, can't possibly understand."
Cheng Xingran had just finished eating a hamburger when she shook her head. She didn't know how to chase after him, nor did she know how to wait for him; it was too difficult.
"Eating really does make people happy."
The group drank quite a bit at first, but when the food arrived, they started eating and chatting. Eventually, the effects of the alcohol wore off.
When Qin Zifu arrived home, Qi Jingchen was working in his study.
"You're back?"
"Um, are you working?"
Qin Zifu walked to his side
"Just finished."
Qi Jingchen pulled her into his arms.
"Have you been drinking?"
"Hmm, just a little bit."
"Is it okay to drink alcohol when you're on your period?"
"It's been several days, almost gone, nothing serious."
"real?"
"It's really nothing, just be more careful next time."
"I mean, is it really almost gone?"
Qi Jingchen touched it; there was something underneath.
"Qi Jingchen, can't you be serious for once?"
Qin Zifu patted his hand.
How is Cheng Xingran?
"It's alright."
Why did you break up?
"Ling Zhiyi told you to ask? Let him ask himself. I'm going to wash up."
"Tell me about it, thank you honey for helping him out."
Qin Zifu thought for a moment, then smiled and said to him
"Things that are optional are optional."
"Um?"
"There's another saying: feelings begin to fade when the desire to share disappears."
Before Qi Jingchen could speak, she got up from his arms and walked out.
"Go wash up, you'll soak your feet later."
"Okay."
Qi Jingchen took out his phone and opened the group chat.
Qi Jingchen: Anything that is dispensable is dispensable.
Qi Jingchen: Feelings begin to fade when there's no desire to share.
Qi Jingchen: @Ling Zhiyi @Zhou Yixing, you're welcome, don't bother me.
Ling Zhiyi: Explain yourself, what is it?
Zhou Yixing: ...Received
Qin Zifu especially liked to sleep with the air conditioner on, covered with a blanket, and holding Qi Jingchen.
"Baby, how many more days?"
"Two days, I guess."
"So long? What am I going to do if I miss you?"
"Cold salad"
Qi Jingchen took her hand and placed it on top of him.
"don't want"
"Baby…"
Qi Jingchen gently pecked at her earlobe, then nibbled along her neck and collarbone.
Then, through the silk fabric, he held it in his mouth, his high nose sinking deep inside, as if he were drowning in a gentle embrace.
"good"
"Um…"
"Miss you"
……………………………
Afterwards, Qi Jingchen helped Qin Zifu wash her hands at the sink. He first rinsed her hands under the tap, then held her hands, applied hand soap, gently rubbed and rinsed them, and then gently dried them.
Thank you, baby.
Qin Zifu didn't say anything; it was too absurd.
"What's wrong? Are you unhappy because you didn't get what you wanted?"
Qin Zifu glared at him.
"Sweetie, I'll give it back to you in a couple of days."
"Who wants you to pay me back?"
"You don't want to? Baby, tell the truth."
Isn't it annoying?
She turned to leave, but Qi Jingchen swept her back to bed in his arms.
"Baby, don't be shy, do you want to?"
"A little."
After what just happened, how could I not want to think about it?
Qi Jingchen chuckled softly; he wanted to as well.
"Go to sleep, wife."
"Um"
Early the next morning
The two were eating breakfast
What do you want to do today?
"I want to hear crosstalk."
"Huh? You have this hobby?"
"Sometimes...can you listen?"
"Okay, to Jinshi?"
Qin Zifu nodded vigorously.
"Okay, I'll arrange it."
Qin Zifu went to the dressing room and took out a piece of clothing.
"Brother, do you like this outfit? It's brand new."
Qi Jingchen looked at the dress in Qin Zifu's hand. The front seemed fine, like a halter top, but what about the back?
"Is the back broken?"
No, I haven't worn it yet.
"And what is this strip of cloth behind it?"
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