On the plane back to France, Feng Jin closed his eyes and thought: If Jiang Yancheng could come to France, it would be perfect, but as he said, the chances of him giving up the huge domestic industry are slim.
So, is Ziyin not attractive enough to him?
Jiang Yancheng is indeed a very difficult person to conquer.
After returning to France, Feng Jin told Gao Zinyin that she wanted Jiang Yancheng to come to France to do something, but Jiang Yancheng refused without hesitation.
"You should know if you think about it. Besides, he and I moved on a long time ago. It was over since he took me away from the wedding." Gao Ziyin's reaction was quite calm. He ate while talking, as if what he said was just someone else's business.
The past is like a passing cloud.
Five months ago, she fell in love with the wrong person.
During this period, Gao Zinyin has been in poor health. It has been like this since he came back from the United States. He often has headaches and feels weak. He went to the hospital but they couldn't find any disease. He just often felt weak all over and seemed to be worried.
Therefore, Gao Zhiyuan now takes care of all the overseas business trips for her. After she took this position, all the business trips were her responsibility.
Gao Ziyin usually rests at home. Feng Jin watches coldly, "You have a heart disease."
Feng Jin took the phone and sent a WeChat message to Jiang Yancheng: Ziyin is sick.
Gao Zinyin didn't know about this WeChat message. She was still lying on the sofa, covering her face with a silk handkerchief to block out the sun.
Jiang Yancheng was in a meeting, still looking high-spirited. This time, it was Assistant Sun who looked after the child. He sat next to them, holding Alan, and looked up at the content on the projector. No matter how rich or capable Jiang Yancheng was, it could not change the fact that Alan had no mother and the child was pitiful.
Jiang Yancheng glanced down at WeChat and continued with the meeting.
While talking about the content of the meeting, he was thinking: Feng Jin has many tricks, don't be fooled by her, so he ignored her, but then he thought, no matter what, Feng Jin would not lie.
So, after the meeting, as he was packing up, he said to his assistant, "Book the tickets, France—"
"Direct flight, the fastest. Got it." Assistant Sun took the call while holding the child.
Jiang Yancheng said in his heart: The evidence has been caught by someone.
Jiang Yancheng felt that he might be getting old. When he was young, he liked people with strong work ability. As he got older, he liked people who were likable. Some of his tastes changed, while some remained the same. Assistant Sun, who was a pleasing person, was more pleasing to Jiang Yancheng than Song Xun, who was a capable person.
Jiang Yancheng sent the child back home and told Jiang Jingcheng that he was going to France. Jiang Jingcheng just said "hmm". Everything he understood was revealed in this "hmm". So, Jiang Yancheng felt that Jiang Jingcheng might have understood something. Being as cunning as Jiang Jingcheng, he never said it. Since he didn't say it, Jiang Yancheng just pretended not to know.
This time, Jiang Yancheng flew directly to Gao Ziyin's home. Feng Jin had been out these days, saying that he was meeting an old friend and would not be at home. He asked the aunt to take good care of Gao Ziyin. Gao Ziyin was still either lying on the bed or on the sofa. Her health was still the same and she was not getting better.
When Jiang Yancheng came in, he didn't let anyone tell Gao Ziyin. As soon as he entered the living room, he saw her lying on the sofa, still with her face covered with a silk scarf, as if she didn't want to see the light. She hadn't been to work for several days. She didn't know Jiang Yancheng was coming. She turned sideways and faced the inside of the sofa. Her sideways body revealed her curves, her waist was concave, and her buttocks were bulging.
"Have you played too hard with the duck? Can't stand it anymore?" Jiang Yancheng said as he sat on the single sofa next to him.
Gao Ziyin suddenly turned around when she heard Jiang Yancheng's words, "Why are you here?"
The voice was weak and he coughed.
"Don't you want me to come?" Jiang Yancheng asked.
"In my concept, there is no such person as you." Gao Zinyin said, then turned around again.
Jiang Yancheng suppressed his expression and nodded, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."
Gao Ziyin's heart moved slightly. These days, her aunt always cooked Western food for her. She didn't like Western food and was not used to it, but her aunt didn't know how to cook Chinese food. Gao Ziyin felt tired and had no mood to cook.
"Preserved egg and lean meat porridge." Gao Zinyin said.
Jiang Yancheng got up and went to the kitchen. Gao Ziyin was still lying on the sofa, dozing off. She didn't know how long she had slept in a daze. She seemed to smell the fragrance of rice porridge. Gao Ziyin got up, sat at the dining table, picked up the spoon and started eating. When she saw the chives on the porridge, Gao Ziyin ate with great relish.
Jiang Yancheng was standing next to her, looking at her sideways. Gao Ziyin glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and continued eating.
"How long are you planning to stay?" Gao Zinyin asked.
"I can't say. I see something's going on at the company. Once you recover, I'll leave."
Gao Ziyin stopped talking and lowered her head to continue eating. She always looked listless.
"Are you having a fever? Why do you feel weak all over? Are you suffering from kidney deficiency? Is it really serious?" Jiang Yancheng stretched out his hand, asked a series of questions, touched Gao Ziyin's forehead, then touched his own hand, and tested it. It seemed that he didn't have a fever.
Auntie was watching Gao Zinyin and Jiang Yancheng from the side. They looked like a couple. The woman was eating comfortably, and the man was standing beside her, leaning most of his body to watch her eat. At this moment, it seemed as if the sun in Provence never sets.
"What do you want to eat tonight? Hot pot, maybe." Jiang Yancheng asked.
Gao Ziyin lowered his head to drink his porridge and was silent for a moment. "Why have you become like this now? This is unlike you before. You never asked others what they wanted to eat before, it was always others who asked you. I don't remember you ever pretending to care about others."
The way he spoke was indeed insincere, with an air of not caring about the world, like a playboy.
Even though Gao Zinyin was ill, he still had the same expression, relaxed and at ease, watching the fun.
Never sincere.
But Gao Ziyin no longer cares whether he is sincere or not.
"Has he changed? Who knows? Becoming a father brings inevitable changes. He's a century older, less confrontational with the world. Now that I have a child, my mentality has calmed down." Jiang Yancheng deliberately emphasized the words "becoming a father."
"Can we have hotpot tonight?" Gao Ziyin changed the subject and asked him.
"It's up to you. If you want to eat, I'll buy it."
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