Chapter 892 Leaving the Capital
"Wait another year for you?" Gong Lian repeated her words indifferently, with a half-smile: "Wen Qingyi, what do you take me for? Why should I wait another year for you?"
He waited for her for so many years because he loved her but could not have her, and he was willing to wait no matter how many years it took.
But since they got together, so many things have happened that made him realize that Wen Qingyi was just using him and could not possibly have any feelings for him at all!
A woman like that isn't worth him waiting so many years for!
Why is he going to wait for her for another year?
Wen Qingyi knew this request was a bit unreasonable: "But, isn't three months too short? Three months is really too short, how about six months?"
"If I don't come back in six months, then you can break our original agreement, okay?"
Towards the end, her tone even carried a hint of pleading.
Her humble demeanor garnered no sympathy from Gong Lian whatsoever; instead, it only fueled his impatience: "What right do you think you have to talk to me about these things right now?"
"Wen Qingyi, don't forget, you're still my personal maid, you're not my girlfriend yet! What gives you the right to make so many demands of me?"
Wen Qingyi immediately fell silent, but a hint of grievance flickered in her eyes.
"If you think three months is too short, you don't have to come back. I never force you."
Wen Qingyi is of almost no use to him now.
If it weren't for Sang Ruo's request, he wouldn't have even brought her back to the Gong family villa.
Seeing that he seemed to have made up his mind, Wen Qing could only accept: "Alright, then it'll be three months, but during these three months, you can't have any other women by your side."
This is her bottom line.
If he finds another woman in these three months, then wouldn't everything she did in North America have been meaningless?
Therefore, she had to demand this promise from Gong Lian!
"Wen Qingyi, don't you think your demands are getting more and more outrageous?" Gong Lian frowned, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes: "You were just stalling for time, and now you're demanding that there can't be any other women around me? Do you treat me like your possession?"
But he was never hers!
He is Gong Lian, still the same Gong Lian who started from scratch and worked his way up to where he is today, becoming the only Gong Lian in the entire Beijing circle who can rival Bo Jinyan!
Wen Qingyi didn't think it was excessive: "This is my only request before I leave, please grant it."
“If you don’t agree, I would rather be kicked out of the house by my father than not stay by your side and finish those ten days of maid work.”
Beneath her calm tone, there seemed to be a determination to succeed.
It was precisely this determination that surprised Gong Lian, and it also made him look at her with a renewed sense of appreciation: "Alright, since you're willing to turn against your parents for my sake, I agree."
"But Wen Qingyi, I ask you to remember, I will only wait for you for three months."
"Once the three-month period is up, all past promises will be null and void. You'll have to manage your time yourself."
This was his final reminder to her.
Whether she can achieve these goals ultimately depends on her own choice.
He never forces anything.
Wen Qingyi nodded slightly: "Then I'll go buy the plane tickets."
"Go."
After Wen Qingyi and Gong Lian made their arrangements, they immediately bought the fastest flight to Vancouver, which took off two hours later.
She spent some time packing her luggage, and then dragged her suitcase out of her room.
She still lives in this windowless stairwell, so the living room is right outside the door.
Gong Lian had come down from the study on the second floor at some point and was now sitting in the living room drinking tea.
Seeing her come out, the man stood up: "Are you getting ready to leave?"
"Yes, the plane is taking off in an hour and a half, I need to go to the airport." Wen Qingyi looked at his handsome face almost greedily: "Will you take me there?"
She always knew that she would be reluctant to leave before she was gone.
But only now does she realize just how much she can't bear to part with it.
Upon hearing this, Gong Lian pondered for a moment, and finally decided: "Alright, then I'll drive you there."
As he spoke, he led Wen Qingyi to his underground parking garage.
This underground parking garage was built by Gong Lian himself at a cost of nearly ten million yuan. The entrances and exits are equipped with alternating yellow and white lights, making the entire underground parking garage exceptionally bright, without a trace of darkness.
The underground parking garage was filled with all kinds of luxury cars.
He walked to one of the Bentleys, opened the trunk for her, and after Wen Qingyi put her luggage in, he opened the passenger door.
After getting into the car, Wen Qingyi fastened her seatbelt herself.
Having worked as a maid in the Gong family for so long, she no longer expected him to help her and did most things herself.
The black Bentley slowly drove out of the underground parking garage and onto the elevated highway at the exit.
The two remained silent the entire way until they stopped at the entrance of Beijing Capital International Airport fifty minutes later.
Gong Lian turned his head and said, "You can get off the bus now."
"Gong Lian, don't you have anything to say to me?" Wen Qingyi couldn't believe he would be so indifferent to her.
She would be very happy even if he said goodbye.
But after waiting and waiting, all she got was, "What can I possibly say to you?"
"I've already said everything I needed to say before I left. What else do you want me to say?"
Gong Lian's nonchalant question disappointed Wen Qingyi: "I don't know when I'll be back. Don't you have anything else to say to me?"
A glimmer of hope lingered in her eyes, as if she were hoping he would change his mind.
But Gong Lian withdrew his gaze, his tone impatient: "Besides goodbye, I can't think of anything else to say to you."
"Get off the bus immediately."
Wen Qingyi unbuckled her seatbelt with a disappointed look and got out of the car.
Before entering the airport, she turned back to give him a long look.
Gong Lian stepped on the gas and drove off in his black Bentley, leaving her no room for further speculation.
Wen Qingyi, who had been holding back her tears, finally let them fall and left heartbroken.
After an eleven-hour flight, the plane finally landed at Vancouver International Airport.
After she got off the plane, she took a taxi directly back to her home in Vancouver.
Grandpa Wen was already waiting for her at home: "You're finally back."
"Dad, why did you call me back in such a hurry this time?"
As soon as Wen Qingyi returned, she threw her luggage aside and asked her father, "Why do you have to force me to choose between two options? Can't I just choose neither?"
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