Chapter 68 If This Isn’t Sincerity
Perhaps they were all hungry, as they chatted animatedly before the dishes were served. Once the food arrived, everyone fell silent and focused on their meal. This significantly shortened the meal's duration. From the time G-Dragon and his friends entered the restaurant to the time they left, it took less than an hour. While it seemed fast, by the time they arrived at the hotel and returned to their rooms, it was already past ten o'clock.
Jing Rong was still in the same room with Quan Zhilong. This time, everything was no longer strange. As soon as Jing Rong followed Quan Zhilong into the room, he asked, "Where is my luggage?"
"What do you want?"
"Pajamas."
"Inside the closet." Quan Zhilong pointed. Jingrong nodded and walked towards the closet while ordering Quan Zhilong, "Go and help me get some water, make it a little hotter."
G-Dragon didn't seem unhappy at all about being ordered around. He went to the bathroom to flush the toilet very attentively, and then Jingrong, who was wearing pajamas, came into the bathroom.
"Whoever put it there, check if the temperature is right."
"Yeah." Jing Rong put his clothes away and turned around to see Quan Zhilong still looking at him attentively. Jing Rong raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why don't you go out?"
Quan Zhilong's eyes twinkled, and he asked with a smile, "Is there anything else I can help you with?"
"No thanks." Jing Rong refused without thinking.
Undeterred, Quan Zhilong continued to suggest: "I can stay and help you rub your back!"
Jing Rong was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "I have hands and feet, and if I keep you here, who will serve whom is still uncertain."
"No, I really want to give you a scrub and a massage..." Before Quan Zhilong could finish his words, Jingrong had already stepped forward and pushed him out. The bathroom door was shut with a "bang". Quan Zhilong was still at the door, loudly arguing for himself, "Wife, you really don't want to consider it?"
"If you have excess energy, you can sing, dance, or go for a run to burn it off." Jing Rong turned his back to the bathroom door and began to take off his clothes while responding to G-Dragon's words.
G-Dragon swallowed hard as he took in the beautiful view. Jingrong had previously said she would come over, and when booking the room, he had specifically requested a couple's suite. All sorts of unimaginable sensuality were playing out there, like the seemingly normal bathroom door, which, when closed, was translucent. You could see everything the person inside was doing, but they couldn't see the scenery outside. So now, Jingrong was oblivious as she undressed, while G-Dragon watched intently from outside.
After not hearing any movement outside for a long time, Jing Rong couldn't help but change his tone: "Dear?"
Quan Zhilong came back to his senses, his eyes turned red, and he began to look left and right. He tried to act as if nothing had happened and replied, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I just wanted to see if you were out."
"No, I'm just watching TV in my room. If you need anything, just call me."
"good."
G-Dragon glanced at the bathroom door reluctantly, but still walked towards the big bed with determination. He could not see the beautiful scenery before, so he could only stare at the TV in boredom.
After an unknown amount of time, the bathroom door finally opened again. Jing Rong, wearing a thin nightgown, came out, covered in mist. While wiping her dripping hair with a towel, she walked over to Quan Zhilong, sat down beside him and said, "Hurry up and take a bath. I've already filled the water for you."
Quan Zhilong put his arm around Jingrong's shoulders, which were scented with shower gel, and immersed his head in lingering on her smooth skin, reluctant to leave. Jingrong shrank her neck and smiled, "Go take a shower quickly, you're so dirty!"
Quan Zhilong snorted coldly and said nothing, but his hands were clearly stroking Jingrong's waist back and forth. Jingrong shuddered and fell into his arms with a smile that was not unexpected. "Stop it, my hair is still dripping."
"Don't you think I'm dirty? Why are you coming closer?"
"I was wrong." Jing Rong apologized, and the next second he said seriously, "Honestly, go take a shower quickly, I still want to rest early!"
Under Jing Rong's constant urging, Quan Zhilong finally got up and went into the bathroom reluctantly. Quan Zhilong took a shower much faster than Jing Rong. After he came out, Jing Rong was still drying her hair in front of the dressing mirror. Quan Zhilong walked over, bent down and hugged Jing Rong's waist from behind, buried his head in her neck, and his lips brushed her delicate skin. Jing Rong paused with the hair dryer in her hand, turned her head slightly and said, "Don't make trouble, I'm a little tired today."
Quan Zhilong held Jingrong's hand tightly, but a relaxed smile appeared on his face: "I just want to hug you."
Jing Rong smiled, turned around and kissed the corner of his mouth, then continued to let her hair down without distraction. Neither of them said anything else. The only sound in the room was the humming of the hair dryer. After a few minutes, Jing Rong's hair was dry. She stood up and pulled Quan Zhilong to the stool: "Help me blow dry your hair."
Originally, Quan Zhilong was sitting facing the mirror, with Jingrong standing behind him. Without a second thought, Quan Zhilong turned around and sat facing Jingrong, then hugged her waist and put his face on her chest. Quan Zhilong's hair was quickly blow-dried. The two of them didn't say much. They went to bed in tacit understanding, turned off the lights, and spent the night in peace.
Jingrong turned over unconsciously and slept with her back to G-Dragon. In the darkness, G-Dragon silently moved towards Jingrong, then put his right hand on Jingrong's waist, still holding her intimately in his arms. Jingrong's tightly closed eyelids trembled slightly, and returned to silence after a second, as if nothing had happened.
G-Dragon probably thought Jingrong was asleep, so he gently moved her head towards him until it rested on his chest, then reached out and hugged her tightly. G-Dragon's sigh was very obvious in the quiet night.
Sometimes, once a thought flashed through his mind, it would lead to endless doubts. But they were really fine now. G-Dragon looked down at his lover sleeping peacefully in his arms, and once again comforted himself that he was just overthinking everything. Now should be a critical moment for her. President Xue returned to his hometown to recuperate, but he could only claim to be on vacation. She was not only a daughter, but also the sole heir of the Xue family. Her not-so-broad shoulders had to bear such heavy responsibilities. There were always people with ill intentions around, eyeing her position, just waiting for her to make a mistake, so they could pull her down in one fell swoop. Yet she could still take the time to be with him at a time like this. If this was not considered sincerity, then he really didn't know what sincerity was in this world.
It was a dreamless night. The next day, Jing Rong and Quan Zhilong opened their eyes almost at the same time. They had slept side by side for most of the night. The first thing they did when they opened their eyes was to take in each other's faces and eyes. Looking at Jing Rong's calm eyes, Quan Zhilong showed a bright smile, put his arm around Jing Rong, and pressed her into his arms. "Honey, they will definitely not wake up so soon. Let's go out quietly for breakfast?"
Jing Rong glanced at the thick curtains and said, "How do you know it's so early? Maybe the sun is already high in the sky and everyone is waiting for us."
"How is that possible? I set the alarm for seven o'clock, and it hasn't rung yet."
"Okay, even if it's really early." Jing Rong nodded, "But do we have to eat breakfast quietly?"
"Let's go out alone, the two of us, without letting anyone know, okay?"
“What if the staff finds the room empty and gets anxious?”
"It's okay, I still have my phone," G-Dragon said, his voice drawn out and coquettishly saying, "Okay, honey, baby, sweetheart... It's been a long time since we've enjoyed the beauty of the morning together..."
Jing Rong pretended to shake off the goose bumps all over his body and said, "Then hurry up and get up." As he said that, Jing Rong stood up and pulled G-Dragon up from the bed.
Pulling open the curtains, it was already bright, but looking out the window, there were no people on the street. Sure enough, it was impossible for others to be awake at this time. There was still a slight breeze on the early summer morning. Jingrong threw on a cloak when she went out. I don't know where G-Dragon got it from, but he dragged her around until they found a very quaint little shop. It was unusual to see so many people sitting there so early in the morning. After breakfast, they didn't rush back. They held hands and wandered the streets mindlessly. As the morning sun shone on the earth, the streets began to bustle with people, and a new day began.
Big Bang's concert in Osaka was still a huge success. This was only the first day of a four-day tour, and Jing Rong could only attend two shows at most. She had to leave on the morning of the 3rd at the latest, as she had to record "Future Choices" that evening. Of course, attending a few shows wasn't a problem; even if she didn't, no one would have said anything. The fact that she found time to come despite her busy schedule was enough to prove everything. Whether or not she saw the concert, or how many days she stayed, wasn't the main point.
On the evening of the 2nd, after returning to the hotel from the concert venue, the first thing G-Dragon did was to rush into the bathroom to take a comfortable bath. During this period, Jing Rong was not idle either. She was taking the time to pack her luggage. Jing Rong, who originally thought that she didn't have much stuff, stared at the box in a daze after packing half of it. It turned out that she had so many extra things without realizing it!
There is a saying that goes, every woman is a shopaholic, the only difference is whether it is obvious or hidden. Jing Rong did not have much stuff to begin with. She could easily bring a small trolley case with her and leave with it just as easily. But this morning, she was dragged by a few girls from 2ne1 to go shopping. Maybe the shopping desire hidden in her personality was stimulated. Besides, CL and the others were there to give her suggestions on what to take back and which friends to give as gifts. The gift selection was indeed very comprehensive, and even closer colleagues like Zhang Jingran, Assistant Xu, and Secretary Lin were taken into consideration. But Jing Rong was now worried about the half of the things that were left.
It was so late that even if she wanted to buy a suitcase, it would be too late. However, she had a flight at around 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, so there was no way she could buy one on the spur of the moment.
When G-Dragon came out of the bathroom, he saw his girlfriend sitting on the carpet staring at a pile of luggage in a daze. He had seen her in various looks, either expressionless and full of aura or smiling and gentle as water, but he had never seen her with a frown - what kind of big deal could it be that made her sit on the floor in a daze without caring about her image at all?
It was really inappropriate. Quan Zhilong wanted to laugh, but he suppressed it. Then he walked over, squatted down, hugged Jingrong and asked, "Baby, what's wrong? Haven't you finished packing your luggage yet?"
Jing Rong frowned: "What if we can't catch him?"
Following Jingrong's worried gaze, Quan Zhilong looked down and tried hard to suppress his laughter: "There's no way to stuff these in?"
Jing Rong nodded honestly, and Quan Zhilong touched her head: "Such an obvious difference, haven't you noticed it before?"
"I really didn't notice it when I was buying things." Jing Rong returned to his expressionless face, "But that's not the point. The point is what should I do now? Since I bought the gift, I can't not bring it. Otherwise, I should continue to put the clothes here?"
"If that's what you think, I have no objection." Quan Zhilong shrugged, "But I have a better suggestion. Do you want to listen to it?"
"Tell me about it."
His girlfriend was clearly in a state of embarrassment, yet she still managed to maintain her composure. G-Dragon wanted to laugh again, and quickly said, "It's very simple. My suitcase is big enough, you can use mine."
Hearing this, Jing Rong's eyes lit up, and then he looked at Quan Zhilong suspiciously: "Are you sure? I heard that you hate others using these personal belongings the most."
"You're not someone else." Quan Zhilong hugged her and stood up. "Go take a shower. I've prepared the water. I'll help you tidy up here."
"Okay then." Jing Rong nodded and kissed him on the cheek, "Thank you."
Quan Zhilong curled his lips and smiled. When Jingrong turned around, he quickly took her hand, put one hand around her waist and the other hand on the back of her head. He returned a gentle and lingering kiss. After letting go, he said with a threatening look: "Say 'thank you' next time and I'll kiss you once."
Jing Rong glanced at him, pursed her lips and went straight into the bathroom. G-Dragon then took out his big suitcase from the cabinet, sat where Jing Rong had sat before, and began to help her pack her luggage. Suddenly, he felt a vibration beside his hand. G-Dragon touched it and found that it was Jing Rong's mobile phone. He turned on the screen and took a look. It was a text message from Choi Young-ya. G-Dragon was planning to put the phone back where it was, but his hand stopped when he scanned the content of the text message.
"Honey, I've thought about it for several days, and I still feel that I can't just delete it like this. I'll send the things to your email address, and it's up to you how to deal with it." Cui Yingya typed these words casually, because she believed that Jing Rong would know what she meant at a glance. When she received a call from Zhang Zhiyao that night, she did as she said and asked them to give up the action, but she did not delete the photos. She just asked them to send the negatives to her. To be honest, although the plan was cancelled, Cui Yingya was still unwilling to delete these photos like this. Maybe she would need them in the future. Finally, after discussing with Zhang Zhiyao, she decided to send the photos to Jing Rong and let her deal with it herself. If she still decided to delete them in the end, then that would be the only way.
It looked like a perfectly normal text, but G-Dragon felt strangely nervous. He read it word for word several times, finding nothing wrong, yet he couldn't bring himself to put the phone down. As if possessed by a demon, G-Dragon punched in his passcode to unlock his phone's screen, then tapped on the message. After hitting reply, he quickly typed in the chat box: "Jingrong is showering now. I'll let her contact me after she's done..." Feeling something was off, G-Dragon quickly deleted the message and typed again: "Okay, send it first. I'll tell her later..." Feeling something was off again, he deleted the entire message in a split second. Finally, G-Dragon stared at the closed bathroom door and quickly typed: "Okay, send it to this email address." Following it was an email address. G-Dragon quickly pressed send and tossed the phone aside like a hot potato.
After receiving the text message, Cui Yingya didn't notice anything wrong, because the reply was exactly in Jingrong's usual tone, simple and neat, without any dragging. Cui Yingya smiled at the people next to her, shook her head and muttered to herself as she replied, "She even changed her email address to one she doesn't use often? That's quite covert! I didn't even know her email address, it's like she's in 007."
It felt like half a century had passed before G-Dragon's phone finally vibrated again. He quickly picked it up and opened it, only to discover it hadn't been more than half a minute. Choi Young-Ah's response was concise: "Okay, I'll send it to you tonight. Please check it out then."
G-Dragon breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly deleted the communication records as if destroying evidence of a crime, then put the phone back in its place and continued to pack Jingrong's luggage in a serious manner.
Less than two minutes later, the bathroom door opened and Jing Rong came out while drying his hair. Seeing Quan Zhilong staring at him blankly, Jing Rong frowned slightly, "It took you so long to tidy up this little? Where have you been?"
Jing Rong didn't notice for a moment, his aura was fully released, and he spoke seriously in a tone as if his subordinates had made a serious mistake. Quan Zhilong was relieved and said in a flattering tone: "I redid it before because it was messy. Don't worry, I'll take care of it all for you."
"How shameless." Jing Rong snorted, but didn't say anything else. Instead, she turned around and went to the dressing table to blow dry her hair. When she turned around, Quan Zhilong glanced at the phone next to her with relief, looking completely guilty.
Quan Zhilong was quite reliable this time. After Jingrong finished drying his hair, he also packed his luggage and put the suitcase aside. He then went forward and hugged Jingrong back to the bed, intending to turn on the light and go to sleep. Jingrong stopped him: "Where's my phone?"
Quan Zhilong's heart skipped a beat, and he said righteously, "Why are you playing with your phone so late? You have to get up early tomorrow!"
"I just took a look." Jing Rong lifted the quilt, stood up and searched around the bedside, but to no avail. He frowned and looked at Quan Zhilong, "Didn't you see my phone?"
Quan Zhilong's eyes wandered for a moment and he shook his head: "No."
Jing Rong suddenly narrowed his eyes: "I always feel that...something is wrong with you today?"
"You, you think too much!" G-Dragon retorted.
"Really?" Jing Rong smiled and began to search the carpet with her head down. Finally, she found it next to where she had sat before. Jing Rong picked up her phone and subconsciously glanced at Quan Zhilong. She saw him staring at her nervously... something in his hand. Jing Rong looked down at her phone, then at Quan Zhilong again. Her confusion grew stronger. She asked directly, "What happened to you today?"
Seeing that Jingrong didn't look like he had discovered anything, Quan Zhilong secretly breathed a sigh of relief and snorted coldly, "You're so anxious to find your phone, but I've never seen you anxiously looking for me!"
Although he still had some doubts in his heart, Jing Rong smiled and said, "It's amazing that you can even be jealous of your phone."
Quan Zhilong continued to be cool and noble: "I found the phone, it's time to go to bed, right?" As he said that, he pulled the quilt and lay down in a huff. Jingrong was even more amused and helpless, but she still went forward to lift the quilt and turned off the lights before lying down. Then, just as she lay down, the person next to her who seemed angry spontaneously reached out and took her in his arms. Quan Zhilong asked Jingrong in her ear as if nothing had happened: "Baby, are you hiding something from me?"
"What do you mean?"
"How would I know?" Quan Zhilong was unhappy. "Are you hiding a lot of things from me?"
"No." Jing Rong said lightly, turned his back to Quan Zhilong, "Go to sleep."
G-Dragon paused for a moment, then reached out and hugged her waist. The two of them slept tightly together, giving the illusion that neither of them could live without the other.
The next morning, Jingrong and Quan Zhilong got up and washed up. No one disturbed them. They quietly went out with their luggage. As a result, they met the rising sun at the door. The sun raised his eyebrows and said, "Good morning, Jingrong, I guessed that you would leave at this time."
Jing Rong smiled and said, "Actually, you don't need to give it to me. Zhilong is enough."
"I can't sleep anyway, so I hope you don't mind me being a light bulb."
"Why not? Then let's go together."
"Um, where's Ji-Dragon?" Taeyang had just finished asking when the door behind Jingrong opened again. Quan Zhilong came out carrying a large suitcase. Taeyang asked in surprise, "Why are you dragging your own suitcase? You have a concert today!"
"Don't worry, that's my luggage. My suitcase is too small to fit the gifts I bought yesterday."
Taeyang seemed relieved: "I've never seen Jiyong use this on anyone else. I didn't react for a moment."
Quan Zhilong pulled the suitcase in one hand and held Jingrong in the other. As they walked towards the elevator, he smiled at his friend and said, "Do you think I want to elope with her?"
"Yeah, wouldn't it be a huge joke if the concert captain wasn't here?"
Morning flights are usually on time. As soon as Jingrong and his friends arrived at the airport, they went through the check-in procedures in an orderly manner. After helping her with the luggage check-in procedures, G-Dragon and Taeyang watched Jingrong go through security at the checkpoint. They turned around and left the airport only after they could no longer see her.
Jingrong boarded the plane smoothly after passing security check. He still had a window seat. Jingrong, feeling a little bored, turned on his mobile phone. He originally wanted to check Twitter, but as soon as he turned on his mobile phone, a call came in. It was Jung Yunho.
"Good morning." Jung Yunho greeted Jingrong in a gentle and smiling voice as if nothing had happened.
Jing Rong smiled and said, "Good morning."
"I came back last night. I didn't want to disturb your rest, so I didn't tell you. Are you free now? I was wondering if it was time to take Typhoon back. I'm sorry to have troubled you for taking so long."
"It's not a problem. Typhoon has always been very well behaved." Jing Rong said matter-of-factly, "But I'm in Osaka, Japan now."
"Why did you suddenly go to Osaka?" Jung Yunho paused for a second before asking naturally.
"Just some things."
"When will you be back?"
"The flight is about to take off and will arrive in the morning."
"Okay then, send me the flight schedule and the terminal it stops at, and I'll pick you up then."
"No, that's too much trouble for you."
"It's not a big deal. It's not the first time anyway." Jung Yunho smiled, his tone still gentle and natural, but his words were irresistible. "Besides, we're friends, aren't we?"
After thinking about it, Jing Rong nodded: "Okay."
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