Chapter 61 Emotional Organs "What you mean by going back to school to do experiments is hitting..."
"Mr. Jin, I'll take care of it. Please don't cut your hands."
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Jiang Xiliu picked up her water glass, calmly took a sip, seemingly oblivious to the commotion outside the door.
Xi Zhen and Jiang Fuhuai remained silent, probably not expecting such a coincidence.
"Ahem." Jiang Fuhuai stood up. "I'm going out to celebrate the New Year with your mother in a bit. We'll fly directly to the Riviera tomorrow morning."
Jiang Fuhuai and Xi Zhen are busy every day, and they can only meet up during the Spring Festival, which is a rare long holiday.
Jiang Xiliu nodded: "Mom and Dad, I hope you have a great time this year."
"Okay, are you staying here tonight or going back?" Xi Zhen asked.
Jiang Xiliu: "Go back."
Before leaving, Jiang Fuhuai whispered to his daughter, "Have a good talk with Xiao Jin, and don't quarrel during the holiday."
“…What’s there to argue about?” Jiang Xiliu seemed oblivious to Jiang Fuhuai’s worries. “I won’t blame him for eavesdropping on our conversation.”
Jiang Fuhuai: "..."
Jiang Fuhuai and Xi Zhen set off first. Jiang Xiliu knew that Jin Zhao was in her room, so she pushed open the door and went in to call him.
"Jin Zhao, let's go home."
Jin Zhao walked out of the darkness into the light, and compared to when he was having dinner that evening, his complexion was far from good.
Jiang Xiliu didn't look at him closely at all.
The driver was on holiday, so Jin Zhao drove.
Throughout the journey, Jiang Xiliu's phone kept ringing with messages wishing her a Happy New Year.
She carefully selected and replied to several business partners and friends.
As the lively sounds of fireworks faded into the distance and the outside became completely quiet, Jiang Xiliu finally looked up from her phone.
They were not only far from sound, but even the light outside was much dimmer.
This is a road without streetlights; only the faint light of car headlights flickers in the air.
"Where are you planning to drive me?" Jiang Xiliu put away her phone.
Jin Zhao was silent for a few seconds, then said, "I don't know."
The car was parked on the side of an unknown road. Jin Zhao turned off the headlights. Apart from the faint light from the sky, there was nothing else.
Jiang Xiliu reclined in her seat and looked out at the starry sky through the sunroof.
"I heard what you said to Mom and Dad," Jin Zhao said, having changed his tune.
Jiang Xiliu: "Mm."
"Is it hard for you to accept having a child with me?" Jin Zhao asked.
Jiang Xiliu admitted, "Yes."
The car fell silent.
A few more minutes passed.
Jin Zhao spoke again, this time in a voice so soft it seemed as if it might disappear at any moment: "Is it harder to accept having a child, or is it harder to accept having a child with me?"
Jiang Xiliu asked, puzzled, "What's the difference?"
In the dim light, she seemed to smile: "For you, the result is the same."
[System 0777: Miss, the main storyline progress is fluctuating.]
It subconsciously felt that now was not a good time to broadcast, so it only mentioned it briefly.
Dozens of kilometers away, everyone was cheering for the arrival of the new year.
Inside the car, there were sounds that could be either joy or pain.
The system 0777, locked in the dark room, only knew that the main storyline progress was still stuck at 90%.
Sigh, why didn't Jin Zhao continue asking?
Without destruction, there can be no construction. System 0777 felt that it would be better for the main quest if they continued to talk.
After the winter break, Jin Zhao moved back to his dormitory.
The lab took on a new project that happened to be similar to the research direction of his thesis. His supervisor was angry, but still called Jin Zhao back.
Even if a child goes astray, it's still their own child.
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"What were you thinking when you wrote the proposal? Are you playing house with me, offering a multi-million dollar project?"
The heads of everyone in the conference room hung down, and no one dared to utter a sound. Only one person remained standing, his face flushed, apologizing profusely.
“This is the third time this month.” Jiang Xiliu closed the proposal in her hand and threw it on the table with a thud. She looked around at everyone expressionlessly. “How could you make such a basic mistake three times?”
"Do you think I'm easy to fool, or do you think the customers are idiots?"
Only Jiang Xiliu's voice could be heard in the conference room: "This is the last time."
She left, and everyone in the conference room finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mr. Jiang has been in a bad mood lately."
One of them glanced at the person with a red face and said, "Come on, if you had some colleagues who always make mistakes, you wouldn't be able to help but get angry too."
"Alright, everyone, stop talking and focus on your work."
They are actually right.
Even when Jiang Xiliu is very angry, she rarely shows her emotions in front of her employees.
She took a box of candy from her office drawer, popped it into her mouth, and held it for a while.
The hard candy was bitten into, and the sweet taste brought a brief sense of satisfaction, soothing the restless mood.
When Ye Qishan came in, he saw Jiang Xiliu twirling a pen behind her desk. She glanced at him indifferently and then continued staring at something else.
"Has the guest list been confirmed?" Ye Qishan and Jin Zhao could discuss other matters, but they couldn't confirm who the Jiang family should invite.
Now that Jin Zhao has moved back to the dormitory, he naturally can't confirm with Jiang Xiliu in person, so Ye Qishan took on the task himself.
Jiang Xiliu said, "Whatever."
"Miss, you think this is just anything? You'll be upset if we invite someone you don't like." Ye Qishan arrived around mealtime, glancing at his watch. "Let's go eat first."
When it came to food, Jiang Xiliu's lips pursed into a straight line.
She stood up, picked up her trench coat, and draped it over her arm: "Let's go."
Jiang Xiliu had other things to do in the afternoon, so they naturally wouldn't go to a place too far away for dinner.
The only options are shopping malls near the company.
Ye Qishan asked Jiang Xiliu what she wanted to eat.
Jiang Xiliu replied listlessly, "Whatever."
"Miss, are you at odds with Suibian?" Jiang Xiliu didn't want to ride in Ye Qishan's car, so he had to bring his driver this time. "Did someone upset you?"
Jiang Xiliu felt her teeth were a little itchy. She wanted to eat something to relieve it, but she hadn't brought any candy. She took a deep breath and said, "Hmm."
Ye Qishan leaned closer to her: "Who is it? Jin Zhao?"
“No.” Jiang Xiliu frowned. “It’s just plain annoying.”
Jin Zhao asked her before moving out, and he only left after she agreed.
She couldn't possibly be unhappy about something like this.
"Well, looks like you've been busy with work lately," Ye Qishan said. "My dad was praising you at home the other day, and he also scolded my older brother and me."
"What did I say to you?" Jiang Xiliu glanced at him.
Ye Qishan grabbed Jiang Xiliu's sleeve and said hesitantly, "First, you scold me for being useless, saying I couldn't even catch you."
The original words weren't so nice; they were insulting him as a fool who couldn't even be a proper lapdog and couldn't even learn how to please a woman.
"Then they'll scold me for listening to my marriage proposal."
If the marriage alliance hadn't been a condition, Jiang Fuhuai would definitely have agreed to join the Linjiang project with the Ye family.
Jiang Xiliu's lips curled up slightly: "Your father is right to scold you."
Ye Qishan hadn't thought much of it at first, but now that he saw Jiang Xiliu seemed to be in a better mood, he also felt that his father's scolding was justified.
"Alright, let's go eat Japanese food? I heard from your assistant that you've been eating all sorts of home-style dishes at various restaurants lately. How about a change of pace today? A change of pace, a change of mood."
"Okay," Jiang Xiliu agreed.
But this did not prevent her from subconsciously feeling nauseous when eating sashimi.
Jiang Xiliu pulled out a tissue and spat it out. Ye Qishan's expression was even worse than hers: "You..."
"I forgot I'm on my period, so it's best not to eat cold food." Thanks to the modifications made by System 0777, Jiang Xiliu is no longer in pain. She ate a few bites of the rest and then stopped. "I'm full."
Ye Qishan looked at the bottom of her bowl with some worry: "You only eat this little every day? Is it because you're in a bad mood that you're eating so little?"
Jiang Xiliu raised her eyes: "What do you mean?"
"The stomach is an emotional organ." Ye Qishan couldn't remember where he'd heard this from. "Since they're related, they must influence each other, right?"
"It's also possible that you're in a bad mood because you didn't eat well." Jiang Xiliu knew what was wrong with her. "I'm going downstairs to buy some dessert in a bit."
The desserts at the Japanese restaurant weren't good, but the young lady wanted something sweet and wouldn't deprive herself.
Ye Qishan naturally wouldn't object, and he simply stopped eating: "Let's go down now."
Although it was a weekday, the mall was still crowded during mealtimes.
The elevator was packed with people, and Jiang Xiliu and Ye Qishan didn't want to wait, so they took the escalator downstairs instead.
"What would you like to eat?" Ye Qishan suggested cheerfully, remembering the food Jiang Xiliu had fed him. "Pancakes?"
"I don't like eating this kind of soft food." Jiang Xi showed a somewhat disgusted expression. "Eating it once in a while is already cloying enough."
They had reached the first floor of the mall. Ye Qishan was half a step behind Jiang Xiliu: "The Belgian waffles are crispy on the outside and very sweet."
Jiang Xiliu still shook her head: "I want something crunchy, preferably so hard you can't bite it, or so crunchy you can chew it for a long time."
Ye Qishan didn't say anything more, just followed behind her.
There weren't many shops specializing in desserts in the mall, and the two of them had to walk around the first floor before they found one.
Jiang Xiliu tried several kinds and finally bought two kinds that were easy to carry around. They were a bit like cookies, but not exactly.
Oh, because Ye Qishan kept trying to sell her pancakes along the way, she generously bought him one.
Ye Qishan, however, was unmoved: "No."
"If you don't want it, just carry it and throw it in the trash can." Jiang Xiliu was unusually kind, but she turned cold when she was rejected.
Ye Qishan was angry for some reason. After hesitating for a second, he still picked up the things and stuffed a pancake into his mouth, even though he said he didn't want it.
Jiang Xiliu had something in her mouth, and neither of them spoke.
There was some kind of event going on on the first floor, and there were many people on the way to the elevator leading to the underground parking lot.
Most of them were children; they would yell and cry, making a huge fuss.
Jiang Xiliu glanced at it casually and then stopped.
Ye Qishan stopped as well, following her gaze—a newly opened ice cream shop was having a promotion.
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Ye Qishan said, "You're interested in this? Aren't we not supposed to eat cold food right now? I'll buy it and deliver it to your office after your period ends."
Jiang Xiliu didn't move: "We need it now. Let's go line up."
Ye Qishan raised an eyebrow and glanced at the long queue that seemed to bend in the street: "I'll go to the store and buy it for you."
“No.” Jiang Xiliu walked directly to the end of the line. “I want to queue.”
She stood at the back of the line, her eyes fixed ahead, her face expressionless, her jawline taut.
It's not like you have to queue up for a free ice cream; it's like you have to fight someone.
Ye Qishan couldn't understand what she was thinking, and assumed that she just wanted to experience it on a whim.
He rarely had a chance to be alone with Jiang Xiliu; she was always surrounded by a lot of people, either her subordinates or other damn men.
Having dinner with him today was a private matter. Jiang Xiliu was without her ever-present assistant Liao, so she came out with him without anyone else.
Ye Qishan has much more free time than Jiang Xiliu.
Ye Qishan would accompany her even if she wanted to stand in line, or even if she wanted to stand here until she finished get off work at the mall.
Just then, during a break in the queue, Ye Qishan and Jiang Xiliu checked the guest list.
"Should I ask this one?" Ye Qishan had prepared a simple list beforehand, but he wasn't sure about a few people.
Jiang Xiliu didn't even look at the phone Ye Qishan was holding up: "Hmm."
"What about this one?"
"Um."
"..." No need to ask anymore, the answer is to invite everyone.
The line looked long, but the queue moved very quickly.
Ice cream melts easily, so everyone grabbed it and left quickly; there weren't many kids lingering there.
"Show me your WeChat Moments." One employee checks WeChat Moments check-ins, while another dispenses ice cream.
Ye Qishan didn't eat, but since he was standing next to Jiang Xiliu, he naturally knew that she hadn't checked in.
He took out his phone, ready to snap a quick photo to post on his WeChat Moments, when he heard Jiang Xiliu say, "No check-in."
Just as the employee was about to say something, the employee next to him, who was wearing a mask and serving ice cream, spoke up first: "Sister Qiao, her ice cream will be deducted from my salary."
Jiang Xiliu had already passed Sister Qiao and stood in front of the ice cream machine.
"You mean going back to school to do experiments is like getting ice cream?"
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Author's Note: Miss [Angry]: You don't cook for me at home, but tricked me into going out to get ice cream?
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone.
Ball678 is working overtime, so I'm updating early today!
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