Upon hearing this, Ji Zhinan turned his head and looked at the maid.
The maid beside him quickly chimed in, "Young Master used to only come to the capital occasionally, and even then, he would only stay for nine and a half days out of ten, mostly for work. He's very busy; he works more than ten hours a day, 365 days a year..."
The two maids exchanged glances and continued, "Xiaomei wasn't lying. Since you moved in, young mistress, the young master has been staying in Beijing for the past year. Assistant Bai said that many overseas jobs require the young master's personal presence, and each business trip lasts for more than half a month. For your sake, young mistress, the young master has switched to video conferencing for all the meetings that can be held online."
“When we met Assistant Bai yesterday, he said that the young master had almost finished dealing with the work abroad, but there were still some documents in the company that he needed to approve. The young master wanted to finish his work as soon as possible so that he could spend a good New Year with you, young mistress. After all, this is the first New Year in China that you and the young master have spent together.”
Listening to the two of them explaining to Gu Yibei, Ji Zhinan smiled and curled her lips: "I know, I'm not angry."
She's not that petty.
Although Ji Zhinan was usually aloof, she only showed gentleness to Gu Yibei and was never one to say one thing and mean another. The maid breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Ji Zhinan truly wasn't angry.
Halfway through breakfast, Ji Zhinan's phone rang; it was Xing Fei calling.
"Nannan, all the plum blossoms in the capital bloomed overnight, and a special plum blossom festival has been set up today. Let's go take a look!"
Ji Zhinan glanced at the snow scene outside, thought for a moment, and nodded: "Okay, I'll come pick you up."
"Um!"
………………
In a high-end hotel in Beijing, several Western-looking men in suits and ties, holding important documents, were giving a report in a foreign language.
Half an hour later, after finally reading the last sentence, the foreign man swallowed hard and began to speak in somewhat broken Chinese.
"Sir, look..."
The scene follows the man's gaze, showing a person sitting by the window, their deep black eyes fixed on the snow outside.
Because the lights were off, the whole room was dark, with only a little light coming from the window, which could vaguely illuminate the man's silhouette.
The man was dressed in a black trench coat, making him seem to blend into the black color.
Those dark eyes stared blankly outside, as if lost in memories.
I remember that year, it snowed in the capital, and the plum blossoms all bloomed overnight.
The petals falling on the snow were breathtakingly beautiful.
When he took her out, she was wearing a thick coat, but because she was young and stubborn, she refused to wear gloves and a scarf. He had to coax and trick her into wearing them.
She was dressed in a white cotton coat, blending seamlessly with the snow. Standing in front of the red plum tree, she happily twirled around.
"Plum blossoms may be three parts less white than snow, but snow lacks the fragrance of plum blossoms. Brother Yuan, do you prefer plum blossoms or snow?"
That was the question she asked herself at the time.
What was my answer again?
As if remembering something, the man's expression changed, the tenderness and affection in his eyes vanished, replaced by endless indifference.
Although the events of that year are still vivid in my memory, they are still just that—the past.
So many years have passed, and it's snowing again in Beijing, and the red plum blossoms are blooming again.
But she... is no longer here.
Perhaps this is what they mean by things changing and people being different.
"..." Seeing that the man did not reply, his subordinate asked in confusion, "Sir?"
The man turned around and coldly withdrew his gaze.
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