Chapter 64 Kiss Mark
Zhan Lintian couldn't figure out where the problem was.
He specially prepared this dish according to Jiangxia's taste; it's slightly spicy and goes very well with rice.
Even though Jiang Xia was in a bad mood this morning, he still ate two small bowls of food and even drank an extra sip of soup.
After all, Jiang Xia had essentially fallen into a deep sleep last night.
Zhan Lintian carried him to the bedroom, wet a towel and touched his face and hands... then soaked his feet.
Aside from Jiangxia being slightly heavier than my niece Wenwen, in other aspects, taking care of her is no different from taking care of a child.
Zhan Lintian cleared the table. He had originally planned to wake Jiang Xia up last night to eat something so that he wouldn't have a headache and stomachache the next day.
But after he called for a while, Jiang Xia didn't respond and even turned over.
Zhan Lintian gently touched his face to check on him, but Jiang Xia turned his head and pressed his face against his palm, squeezing the soft flesh of his cheeks slightly.
It was so soft that he couldn't resist giving it a gentle squeeze.
Finally, President Zhan squatted by the bed, looked at Jiang Xia's sleeping face for a long time, and decided to let him have a good sleep.
I'll have a proper meal after I wake up.
Zhan Lintian put the plate in the dishwasher, muttering, "The problem definitely isn't with me. Wu Ming..."
Wu Zhou's tone was cold as he pressed on the other end of the phone, "What happened?"
Zhan Lintian explained, "I think Wu Ming must have said something to Jiang Xia."
Wu Zhou glanced at him coldly and asked, "Did you two have a fight?"
"No. It's just a small matter. Jiang Xia doesn't seem to get too close to me. He used to be like that too. I remember he was only friends with Wu Ming. Ying Hua said that after he added Jiang Xia as a friend, Jiang Xia would only talk to him about work and never talk about other personal matters."
“Jiang Xia would never have attended banquets hosted by Wu Ming’s friends before.”
Zhan Lintian had been wondering before that Wu Ming never invited Jiang Xia to his birthday banquet.
It is understood that Wu Ming will celebrate with him alone.
But is that right?
Wu Zhou's voice was deep: "I understand, I will ask him."
Zhan Lintian thought he was going to ask Wu Ming.
Wu Zhou only wanted to ask Jiangxia.
Because Wu Ming will never tell the truth.
He had wanted to ask before, but at that time Wu Ming was still a friend of Jiangxia, and he didn't have the right to ask.
Wu Zhou planned to pick a good time and a place where Jiang Xia could relax, and have a good talk to comfort him.
Meanwhile, Jiangxia was preparing to go to Haijiang County.
His projects are always on good progress. He submitted the first draft to the client this Wednesday and is now waiting for their review.
Due to the time difference between the two sides, they promised to provide feedback to China by next Monday.
In other words, Jiangxia only needs to handle other work this week.
The translation work for the event, as introduced by Editor-in-Chief Sun, required him to arrive in Haijiang County a day in advance.
The competition organizers contacted Editor-in-Chief Sun, who then applied to the company to assign an employee. As a result, the money was divided into three parts, but Jiang Xia received a decent amount, so he treated it as a vacation.
After I joined the company, Editor-in-Chief Sun was my mentor, and he helped me a lot with my work.
He remembered that his colleague had asked him to bring back some local specialties, and thought to himself that he could bring back a few more to give away later.
Jiang Xia sat at his workstation, occasionally blushing as he thought about what happened last night. His face turned so red that he would sneak to the restroom to wipe it off.
Thinking about what happened last night made her body tremble. For so many years, she had only been troubled by her feelings for Wu Ming, but she had never thought about developing a more intimate physical relationship with him.
Plato? Something like that.
He thought he didn't like the word "sex" or the subject, and lived alone, focusing all his energy on his work.
As a result, when Zhan Lintian helped him last night, he shamefully felt pleasure...
The other person's hands were hot and strong, and they could easily lift me up.
It felt so good… Jiang Xia sighed. And when he was drunk, in his hazy state, because of his slight affection for Zhan Lintian, he vaguely felt that this was the intimacy between lovers.
Therefore, there was no complete physical rejection.
If I could truly let go of Wu Ming and accept either Zhan Lintian or Wu Zhouli, it seems my life would improve.
However, his colleagues thought he was unwell and had frequent urination.
"Team Leader Jiang, don't put too much pressure on yourself, relax."
"Master, are you alright?"
Everyone assumed that he had drunk too much for the first time last night and his body hadn't recovered yet. Since he was free in the afternoon, they suggested that he could clock out and go home first.
Their base salary is only average in Montreal; the majority comes from projects and freelance work.
If you get a job that crosses time zones, you'll work through the night and then have a terrible headache the next day, so most people choose not to work full-time.
Jiang Xia's perfect attendance record for this month is long gone.
To everyone's surprise, Jiang Xia smiled and said, "I'll be fine after a short nap."
He went to the gym and found his recliner to lie down and rest.
During working hours, almost no one comes, so he's happy to have some free time.
But when he has free time, his mind wanders. Jiang Xia browses through the business search software, looking at companies associated with Zhan Lintian: "Jiusi Technology... Jiangmeng Heavy Industry..."
Then I thought about how his home was located on an island in the river near Montreal...
Although Zhan Lintian said that it was only in the last century that the elders were lucky enough to obtain the right to reside from others.
But it's clear that their family possesses more than just money... they probably also have a certain degree of influence.
As for Wu Zhou, Jiang Xia had already learned about him clearly from Wu Ming several years ago.
The market capitalization of Jiusi Technology alone...
Jiang Xia lowered his eyes, looking at the text on the screen. Actually, what Wu Ming said was his business.
From beginning to end, there was only one reason why he didn't confess to Wu Ming: if Wu Ming was going to have a better future sooner or later, he couldn't become a stumbling block for him because of his own selfish desires.
Jiang Xia was very grateful to Zhan Lintian and Wu Zhou, so the more grateful he was, the less he could agree.
He needed to pull himself together, then smile and say to them, "I can manage on my own, don't worry about me. ...And don't pity me."
Many people mistake sympathy for love.
Like Wu Ming, he once pitied himself, and perhaps even had feelings for himself, but as he grew up, he realized that he preferred women.
Wu Ming was stuck in a relationship built up over many years, and Jiang Xia was also unable to back down. Giving up was unbearable, but staying was also disgusting.
Jiang Xia perked up and left work early in the afternoon, thinking that Zhan Lintian probably wouldn't be waiting for him all day.
As soon as he got home, he started packing his bags to go on a business trip to Haijiang County.
Jiang Xia pushed a small suitcase into the high-speed rail station, carrying two sets of clothes.
Editor-in-Chief Sun said we could go earlier. After hearing that a translator was arranged for the whole process, the contestant didn't bring a professional translator, only an assistant.
With increased workload and more money, Jiang Xia updated his WeChat Moments.
Wu Ming sent a message midway through, and Jiang Xia replied with a single word: "Busy." Then she stopped reading his messages.
When Zhan Lintian saw the post on WeChat Moments, he knew that Jiang Xia must be avoiding him.
He thought about it carefully and decided to give Jiang Xia some time to think.
However, Zhan Lintian still made a video call.
Upon meeting, Wenwen happily called out, "Uncle Jiang."
Jiang Xia was stunned, then smiled gently and said, "Hello, Wenwen."
"When is Uncle Jiang coming to visit? He promised me last time," Wenwen said, sounding a little aggrieved.
She had been looking forward to it for several days and prepared lots of delicious food and toys.
Jiang Xia saw President Zhan behind Wenwen, whose eyes were staring straight at him.
Jiang Xia hesitated for a moment, then finally said softly, "Wait until I get back from my business trip."
Wenwen was taken away, and Zhan Lintian appeared on the screen.
Jiang Xia turned her head away from him, twisting it at a large angle, revealing her fair neck.
Zhan Lintian suddenly paused, staring at the hickeys on Jiang Xia's neck...
His skin was fair, with faint red hickeys on it, a testament to his passionate encounter the previous night.
Getting angry...it's okay to be angry, but anger is not resentment...
"I'm hanging up now, it's time to check tickets."
"Okay, I'll wait for you."
After Jiang Xia arrived in Haijiang, staff came to pick him up. After he was seated in the hotel, he discovered that the other athlete was sleeping in the room across the hall.
Jiang Xia hung up his work badge, took a deep breath, and went over to knock on the door to introduce himself.
He was very nervous. Work is work, and although he was nervous, he was afraid of encountering difficult people.
The door creaked open—a young man with slightly curly short hair and a wheatish complexion opened the door. He had amber eyes, but other than that, his foreign features weren't very obvious.
"Hi?"
He looked curiously at the tall, slender young man in front of him.
Jiang Xia wore a well-tailored dark black suit with excellent quality. At first glance, the black color seemed to be captivating. His hair was also styled in a neat way, making him look clean and rational.
Jiang Xia introduced herself first: "Hello, my name is Jiang Xia, and I am your interpreter for this trip. Please feel free to contact me if you need anything."
After exchanging contact numbers, the other party warmly invited Jiang Xia to go skiing together.
Haijiang has been vigorously developing its ski tourism industry in recent years, with good results, but its location in the south means that the cost is naturally high.
But Jiangxia can't ski, so he can only wait at the ski resort.
He put on a dark down jacket before leaving home, and when he arrived at the ski resort, he wrapped the down jacket tighter, but the night wind was a bit cold, and he still breathed out a warm breath because he was cold.
Jiangxia sat alone for a long time, then got up, walked to the railing, looked up at the ski slope, and stared at it for a long time...
It must have been the wind that was too cold; his nose stung from the cold, and he raised his hand to gently wipe away the tears on his face.
The tears dried quickly on his face, so he hurriedly wiped them away with a handkerchief to avoid leaving obvious tear stains, which would be too unsightly.
Cheers could be heard from time to time on the ski slopes. Jiang Xia leaned on the railing, as if Wu Ming had said a long time ago that he would teach him to ski, but the other party had forgotten.
Later, whenever there was a skiing event, Wu Ming stopped notifying him because he couldn't ski.
Jiang Xia doesn't like overly stimulating sports, so when Wu Ming insisted on teaching him, he was nervous for a long time, trying hard to convince himself to try it boldly, and looking forward to it with fear.
Later, when Wu Ming stopped teaching, Jiang Xia was no longer nervous, and his tone turned into deep disappointment.
Jiangxia took several photos and even took a selfie.
—My future self will not be younger than I am now.
While they were taking pictures, Wu Zhou called. Jiang Xia answered, and his voice was a little broken because of the cold.
"Mr. Wu, what's wrong?"
Wu Zhou asked, "Did you go to Haijiang County?"
"Um."
Are you alone?
"Um."
It's not surprising that General Manager Wu knew about the message posted by Jiang Xia on his WeChat Moments.
Wu Zhou said softly, "Can I come to watch the game? If I already have tickets from a friend, would you think I'm being offensive?"
Jiang Xia froze. What?
Wu Zhou repeated, "What I mean is that I have tickets to the match and I'd like to come over, but I'm afraid you might find it offensive, so I'm asking you."
"I mean Jiang Xia, may I invite you to dinner tonight?"
Jiang Xia exhaled a puff of hot air: "You've already arrived at Haijiang?"
It's late at night, and there are no more high-speed trains running. Haijiang said it's near Mengcheng, but it's not close by car.
Wu Zhou hummed in agreement.
Jiang Xia rubbed his frozen face as groups of people walked past him.
Jiang Xia instinctively wanted to refuse, but after hesitating for a moment, he said, "Okay."
Actually, I'm not lonely at all after leaving Wu Ming.
Just be bold and go out there.
A note from the author:
Although Zhan Lintian isn't coming, Wu Zhou will.
Wu Zhou actually guessed that President Zhan wanted him to ask Wu Ming, but he didn't want to, so he automatically switched to Jiang Xia.
Mr. Zhan should hope that Mr. Wu doesn't see the hickeys on his wife's neck.
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