Chapter 92. Love itself is not wrong, the wrong is...
Lin Xi could clearly feel Fu Qingli's body trembling slightly, and the arms around her tightened.
It turns out that both of them still harbored resentment about the years they were apart and couldn't let go of it.
That missed time is like a thorn, embedded in their flesh, causing a dull ache on every rainy day.
"Fu Qingli, let's go live in Jiangcheng for a while."
I'll take you along the paths I've walked, and show you the scenery I've seen, just like you were always by my side during those days.
This time, you don't have to hide in the shadows to accompany me anymore. You can stand with me and experience my life in Jiangcheng.
"Okay." Fu Qingli understood what she meant. Her lips brushed against her cheek and landed on her rosy lips. "This time, you will stay by my side the whole time."
I can just leave whenever I want, but I can't live the life I initially promised for a while.
They still had their own work to complete, so Lin Xi decided to take a few days of annual leave to return to Jiangcheng first.
Lin Xi returned to her office and went directly to Yang Zhuojun to ask for leave.
Looking at the application form, Yang Zhuojun hesitated slightly: "Lin Xi, you know that General Manager Zou attaches great importance to the Nanqing exhibition. Our team is planning to go to Nanqing to be stationed there next Thursday, but right now we only have a preliminary plan and there are still many things to discuss and coordinate. If you take a break at this time, the project will lack a backbone."
“Team Leader Yang, don’t worry. I will continue to follow up on the Nanqing project during my leave. Colleagues can contact me anytime if there are any problems,” Lin Xi explained. “I have an urgent matter to attend to in Jiangcheng, and I will return directly to Nanqing afterwards. I will definitely not delay the project’s progress.”
Lin Zhuojun pondered for a long time before finally signing the document.
When she handed the form to Lin Xi, she couldn't help but remind her, "Remember to tell Mr. Zou about this."
"Okay." Lin Xi nodded in agreement.
After leaving Yang Zhuojun's office, she sent a message to Fu Qingli.
Murmure: [Brother, remember to ask Mr. Zou for leave for me!]
Ting: [Good]
When the two parted, it was still before the end of the workday, so Fu Qingli went straight to the top floor to find Zou Song.
Upon seeing Lin Xi's message, he tapped on the table and directly notified Zou Song: "I'll ask Lin Xi for a few days off; we're going to Jiangcheng."
Normally, Zou Song would have readily agreed, but Lin Xi currently has the Nanqing intangible cultural heritage project on hand.
He twirled his pen, looking somewhat troubled: "Brother Fu, how many days are you going? Gu Keli has been urging me about the project every day lately, and I really can't keep up."
"It should take three or four days. Don't worry about the project. Xiaoxi is the kind of person who will never let anything interfere with her work."
Seeing that it was almost time to leave work, Fu Qingli stood up without hesitation. "If Gu San has any objections, let him come to me."
"No, you're leaving so soon after you just arrived?" Zou Song glanced at the time. "It's almost time to get off work. Why don't you call your wife and we can have dinner together?"
"No, we need to go home and pack our bags."
As they were talking, Fu Qingli had already left the room, and the office door was slowly closing behind him.
Seeing him leave so decisively, Zou Song couldn't help but mutter, "Really, he's been to Jiangcheng so many times, and he still hasn't had enough!"
How could Fu Qingli possibly get enough?
Wherever Lin Xi is, he is happy to go, no matter how many times.
For the next three days, Lin Xi took Fu Qingli to every corner of Jiangda University. The two of them strolled and kissed in the woods like a campus couple.
She took him on the subway, along the routes she used to take to work, and to the exhibition venues she helped design.
He also took him back to Songjia's branch in Jiangcheng to visit his former boss and colleagues.
The branch office in Jiangcheng was very small, with only one manager and five or six staff members.
It's currently the peak season for year-end exhibitions, and all the staff have gone out to work on-site, leaving only manager Pan Hongliang at the company.
Hearing that Lin Xi had returned, he came out early to greet her. Looking at the man behind her, he carefully examined their intertwined hands and was overjoyed: "Xiao Xi, are you with President Fu?"
Lin Xi hadn't expected that he knew Fu Qingli, and nodded somewhat shyly: "Yes, we're married."
"Great! That's wonderful!" Pan Hongliang smiled warmly, rubbing his hands together and saying repeatedly, "You two are finally together! You have no idea how much President Fu cares about you. I was so touched..."
Fu Qingli coughed twice and gestured to Pan Hongliang with her eyes to stop talking.
Lin Xi glared at him, then turned to Pan Hongliang and said, "Manager Pan, please continue."
In the past few days, Fu Qingli no longer hid the fact that he had secretly accompanied her. Lin Xi then discovered that Fu Qingli had Ji Jiali record every exhibition she attended and watch it over and over again.
When she introduced him, he knew the details better than he did himself.
She originally thought that Fu Qingli had already done enough.
But judging from Pan Hongliang's words, there were things Fu Qingli didn't know.
"You have no idea how much Mr. Fu felt sorry for you when you were out there supervising the scene that summer. But he was afraid you would notice his presence, so he stayed with you outside in the sun every day. When you had heatstroke, he was the first to notice that something was wrong with you and took you to the hospital."
Lin Xi already knew about this from He Xiaduo, but she didn't know that Fu Qingli had been with her in the sun for a month.
The weather in Jiangcheng was unbearably hot and humid; I don't know how he managed to endure it.
"And that 5,000 yuan bonus was also paid out of Fu Qingli's own pocket," Pan Hongliang exclaimed. "And your salary and bonuses also have a portion subsidized by President Fu. Speaking of which, Xiaoxi, I have to thank you. If it weren't for President Fu, we wouldn't be able to become a branch of Songjia and just wait for the dividends every year."
Seeing her red eyes and extremely aggrieved expression, Pan Hongliang comforted her, "However, don't think too much about it. Back then, Lao Wu and I really admired your abilities and perseverance, which is why we kept you in the company for your internship and work. But our small company is short of funds, and there's only so much we can do to help. I saw that it was really tough for you, a young woman, so I secretly agreed to President Fu's sponsorship to make things easier for you. I hope you won't blame me."
Lin Xi didn't blame him, nor did she think too much about it. Old Wu had taught her a lot, and her abilities had already been proven in practice time and time again.
She just felt that she was slow to realize that she had found a job easily and had a higher salary and bonuses than her peers. She only thought that she was lucky and never looked into the reasons behind it.
Back in the car, she knelt on the leather seat, reached out and hugged Fu Qingli's neck, pressing her cheek against his: "Brother, I feel now that we've never really been apart, and you've always been by my side."
"Let's not be sad about the past. Let's just pretend we had a long-distance relationship, okay?"
Fu Qingli stroked her soft hair, her eyes glistening with moisture, and nodded in agreement: "Okay."
How could he not understand Lin Xi's intentions these past few days!
"When shall we go to America?"
Since I've shown him my life, I should also participate in his past.
"Sure, but my life is very boring. Apart from classes and work, I spend all my time thinking about when to come see you."
Lin Xi straightened up, faced Fu Qingli, and smiled, "Then let's treat it as a trip, and go see the places you lived in."
Let me accompany you on a journey through the past that I wasn't a part of, in this way, through the memories of you.
However, a trip to America cannot be taken on a whim.
Linxi is also concerned about the intangible cultural heritage projects in Nanqing.
The day before returning to Nanqing, Gu Keli called Fu Qingli.
Fu Qingli was taking a shower at the time.
Seeing the screen display, Lin Xi took her phone and knocked on the bathroom door: "Brother, it's Gu Keli on the phone."
The sound of water paused for a moment, and Fu Qingli's voice, damp with moisture, was somewhat muffled: "You can answer it; it's probably about the project."
As expected, Gu Keli's first question was: "Brother Fu, has your wife finalized the plan for that Nanqing project?"
The voice sounded casual, but upon closer listening, it revealed an urgency.
"Mr. Gu, I'm Lin Xi." Lin Xi greeted him politely.
Gu Keli's voice immediately became serious: "Hello, sister-in-law."
"The plan is finalized and has already been sent to Team Leader Yang. I'll have Qingli send you a copy later, shall I?"
"Okay, thank you, sister-in-law." Gu Keli paused, his tone suddenly becoming serious, "There's something I need to trouble you with again, sister-in-law."
"Please speak."
“There’s a Hanfu (traditional Han clothing) shop called Yiyu. The intangible cultural heritage inheritor there is seriously ill, and the whole business is being supported by a young girl. If there are any inconveniences, I hope you can take care of her.”
Judging from Gu Keli's somewhat hesitant tone, Lin Xi roughly understood that this was probably the significance of his sponsorship of the intangible cultural heritage exhibition.
"Okay, Mr. Gu, don't worry, we will make Yiyu a key focus of our promotion."
"Then I thank you in advance, sister-in-law."
"No need, it's what I should do."
"Is Brother Fu there? I need to talk to him about something."
"Wait."
Just then, Fu Qingli came out of the bathroom, shirtless, with broad shoulders, narrow hips, and taut muscles. His arms, which were drying his hair, were bulging with veins, exuding a powerful masculine aura.
Having seen it so many times, Lin Xi still wasn't used to this scene. Blushing, she handed over her phone and turned her head away, not daring to look anymore.
Fu Qingli took the phone, sat down on the edge of the bed, pulled Lin Xi into her arms, rested her chin on Lin Xi's head, and lazily replied, "It's me. Is there anything else?"
"..."
"Yeah, it's okay, I can handle it myself."
"..."
"Okay, I'll let you know if you need anything."
Lin Xi couldn't hear Gu Keli's words very clearly, but she could roughly guess that they were about the Su family and the Fu family.
After Fu Qingli hung up the phone, she asked worriedly, "What happened? Did something happen to the Fu family?"
Fu Qingli tossed the towel aside, hugged her, and leaned back against the headboard: "No, Gu Keli just came to ask if there's anything he can help with in acquiring the Fu family."
"Are you planning to acquire the Fu family?" She had overheard him talking to Ji Jiali and Zou Song on the phone these past few days, but she didn't really understand. "Wouldn't it be very troublesome?"
“No,” Fu Qingli explained patiently, “I’m only acquiring a portion of the shares.”
"Don't worry, I won't be Fu Wenxun's enemy, nor will I do anything to the Fu family. I just want to have more say than Fu Wenxun. I know you've been trying to persuade me to give up these past few days, but I'll at least let him know that his so-called 'marrying someone of equal social standing' is wrong. I don't need these advantages to have everything he wants me to have."
“My mother loved him for so long, so at least I can’t let him feel that their love was a mistake from the beginning. Love itself is not wrong; the mistake is that he doesn’t have the ability to love someone for a long time.”
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