Chapter 39. Yi Lingjia's Life Priorities
In Fengshun Seafood Restaurant in Jinshi.
"Are you really going to the South China Sea for a month?"
Nie Fei stopped holding the clams with his chopsticks halfway and looked up at Yi Lingjia who was sitting opposite him.
"Really? Otherwise, why do you think I invited you to dinner today? Before you leave, I have to ask you to pay more attention to the company."
Yi Lingjia peeled a juicy prawn and put it in his mouth.
After chewing with his eyes squinted, he said slowly:
"Besides, I'm not always there. If something happens, I'll come back a few times."
Nie Fei then hesitantly put the clams back into his mouth, still frowning: "Is this okay?"
"It's possible. It's the off-season for fishing, so there's not much to do anyway." Yi Lingjia peeled another shrimp and put it in Nie Fei's bowl. "And I called you here today because I wanted to tell you something else."
Nie Fei's eyebrows jumped: "What's the matter?"
Yi Lingjia wiped the remaining juice from his fingers with a tissue and said seriously, "Later, I will hire a professional manager for Yi Shi to help me manage the group. I will also give you more shares in Fengshun. Please help take care of it."
Nie Fei's chopsticks holding the shrimp stopped in mid-air again.
This meal was really scary.
"Eat." Yi Lingjia smiled at him.
Nie Fei chewed the shrimp numbly, his brain frantically digesting the information.
At first glance, it sounded like a decision that Yi Lingjia would have made a few years ago when he was in a bad mood and isolated himself, but the relaxed smile on his face was definitely not fake.
Nie Fei seemed to have grasped a clue:
"...Are you planning to retire from society after achieving success?"
Yi Lingjia was amused by his remarks and continued:
"I can't say I've achieved success or fame, but I'm really retiring from the martial arts world. I'm planning to find a place to concentrate on my cultivation."
"Practice, practice what?" Nie Fei was puzzled.
Yi Lingjia did not answer for the time being, but first explained the reasons why he made this decision.
"...I've been pushing myself really hard for the company these past few years, and coupled with recurring emotional issues, I've been in a daze, like I've had a serious illness."
His eyes were heavy, as if he saw himself again, emaciated and flying back from the United States alone that year.
The worst moment came when Nie Fei showed him a photo of Ke Fan posted on the Tianjin University WeChat account after she published her article in a prestigious journal. She was standing at the entrance of the wind farm, gazing at the camera with a faint smile, her entire body gleaming in the sunlight.
Suddenly, a surge of strength filled his heart: At least I can't be too bad, right?
This gave me the idea to start Fengshun, and I started exercising regularly, trying to get out of the quagmire of emotional problems.
Yi Lingjia subconsciously placed his hand on the lighthouse necklace on his chest and slowly let out a breath:
"Now that she's back and I'm well again, I want to spend more time with her."
Although Nie Fei hesitated, he nodded in understanding.
Yi Lingjia blinked and said:
"So you just asked me what I was cultivating. Maybe it was cultivating male virtue, haha? How can I become a qualified househusband and cook for her to have a hot meal every day when she comes home from get off work?"
Nie Fei pretended to shake off his goosebumps, but he knew in his heart how difficult it had been for them over the past few years.
He raised his glass: "What a great ambition! You deserve to have a wife!"
Yi Lingjia covered her cup with her hand and corrected him:
"She's not my wife. Xiaofan doesn't necessarily want to get married. Don't make trouble in front of her in the future."
In the past few years, including when they first met again, he was still thinking about getting married. Later, the more he understood Ke Fan's situation, the more he understood her concerns about getting married and having children.
Love should not be a bondage, love should be a support.
He was willing to cooperate with her life priorities because Ke Fan was also Yi Lingjia's life priority.
"I don't think you need to practice anymore," Nie Fei teased, "Your male virtue is already perfect."
Yi Lingjia laughed out loud and finally agreed to clink glasses with him.
*
On Wednesday evening, Ke Fan and Cai Jieyu went to Nanhai together.
In the following two days, I and my colleagues from the local wind farm were engaged in intensive supplementary surveys of sea area data.
On weekends, Ke Fan kicked Cai Jieyu out of the hotel when she wanted to work overtime with her:
"It's just some data entry. I'll be done soon. You can go out for a walk." She half-jokingly said, "It's rare to go on a government-funded trip."
Cai Jieyu walked to the door and couldn't help but think of how Xing Xiao pushed all the chores to her.
Something was surging in her heart, and she sniffed to hide it.
When I think of Xing Xiao, I think of a piece of gossip that has been circulating about Hai City Wind Power Plant these days.
"Sister Xiaofan, there's been a rumor going around the institute lately about you and your boyfriend breaking up. Did you know that?"
Ke Fan clicked the mouse without looking up: "I know."
Ji Hang and Li Chengjin both asked her this question.
"It's not a rumor. He's going abroad for a postdoc, and we decided to break up because the distance is too far."
She said this to everyone, and it was also something she had discussed with Lu Qiaoyuan.
"Ah..." Seeing that her reaction was very calm and she didn't seem troubled, Cai Jieyu inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief:
"Then I'm going out. Should I bring you something to eat when I come back in the evening?"
"No, I have friends coming over tonight."
Ke Fan gently ordered them to leave again:
"Go ahead, have fun."
Two hours later, Ke Fan finished entering all the data, stood up from the table and stretched.
It was noon, and it was time for Cao Xinyu to get up, so a video call was made.
Indicates a busy line.
I called again, but the line was still busy.
She then put down her phone and prepared to go eat something near the hotel.
She was busy looking at the computer all morning and didn't eat much, so she had some symptoms of hypoglycemia.
Fortunately, the last time Yi Lingjia came to Hai City, he had stuffed candies in each of her bags, suitcases, and pockets. She quickly put one in her mouth, and the dizziness disappeared safely.
Ten minutes later, Ke Fan sat down in a snack bar and placed his order.
Cao Xinyu's phone call came back in time, and the call was connected with a beep.
She slumped on the sofa in her home with her hair in disarray, her face showing three parts of grievance, three parts of anger, and ninety-four parts of an eagerness to talk.
"What's wrong? Who messed with our little Cao on the weekend?"
"Who else? Besides that stinky old man!"
Cao Xinyu quickly told Ke Fan the details of the argument she had just had with her father on the phone: how he disagreed with her continuing to work in orthopedics, how he got furious when he heard that she liked a girl, and how he urged her to take Chinese medicine for conditioning and then go on a blind date.
Of course, Cao Xinyu was no pushover. Every time the old man said something that offended her, she would retort.
The father and daughter, who had the same stubborn temper, were as angry as two cows on both ends of the phone, breathing heavily through their nostrils.
Parted on bad terms.
"You know what, Xiaofan? Since I was little, I've felt that in my father's heart, the value of marriage and love is always greater than me. No matter what I do, what I read, or what I achieve, just because I am a girl, he always looks at me as, why haven't you gotten married yet, why haven't you had children yet? He treats me as a thing to be put away as soon as possible, not as a person who is still growing and exploring. He is too afraid of how others will see and judge me, and also afraid of how others will judge him, afraid that he has not done his job as a father."
"But who exactly is he reporting to, and what is he reporting to? I really don't understand."
After venting all his anger, Cao Xinyu felt a little better.
Seeing that her complexion had improved, Ke Fan said softly:
"Xinyu, many of society's inherent concepts and conflicts between generations are difficult to resolve with our own abilities."
Looking into Cao Xinyu's still confused eyes across the screen, Ke Fan continued:
“The most important thing is what kind of life you want.”
What kind of life does she want?
Cao Xinyu was slightly stunned, and the image of Tan Yue in the kitchen that day appeared in front of her.
Even though I've only met her a few times, I always remember her fox eyes that seemed to be smiling but not laughing.
Cao Xinyu bit her lip and made a decision in her heart.
Just then the waiter came to serve the dish, a simple bowl of vegetarian noodles.
Cao Xinyu withdrew her thoughts and saw a few vegetable leaves floating in the almost oily soup through the screen. She couldn't help but ask:
"Why are you eating so vegetarian?"
Ke Fan smiled cunningly:
"We're going to have hotpot tonight, so leave some room for us."
"With colleagues?"
"With Xiao Yi."
Cao Xinyu sat up: "Why is he in the South China Sea?"
"He rented a house nearby and is here with me this month."
Cao Xinyu leaned back again: "Tsk, you really know how to show off."
Her be CP...
In the afternoon, Ke Fan went to the office of Nanhai Wind Farm.
She synchronized the data entered into her computer into the system, and reviewed all the test results from Hai City that she had not had time to look at in the past few days.
Under normal wind conditions, the semi-submersible wind turbine basic model operates well.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
It was already getting dark.
My phone vibrated and I received a message:
"I'm all done, you can come over~"
Accompanied by two kissing expressions.
Ke Fan smiled at the phone.
The taxi stopped at the foot of a residential building.
Ke Fan took the elevator to the 5th floor and knocked on the door on the right.
There were footsteps approaching quickly, and with a "click", the door was opened.
A sunny and handsome face peeked out from the door.
His black messy hair gives him a youthful look, his round, dark eyes are full of smiles, and there is a deep dimple on the right side of his cheek.
He was wearing a loose grey sweatshirt and an apron with a puppy pattern, and asked with a grin:
"Hello ma'am, who are you looking for?"
Ke Fan also acted along with him seriously: "Looking for Mr. Yi, is he home?"
Yi Lingjia shook his head: "When he's not here, he's not here. I'm his younger brother." The more he spoke, the more inappropriate it became: "But I just like beautiful sisters..."
As he spoke, he rushed over with a roar and hugged Ke Fan tightly in his arms: "You can't run away!"
Ke Fan was surrounded by his scent, and felt him sniffing rapidly at the crook of his neck. He pushed him away with amusement:
"Are you really a puppy?"
Yi Lingjia felt wronged but also felt justified:
"It's been so long since we last met, I won't even remember your scent if I don't smell it again!"
"Okay, okay."
After closing the door, Ke Fan let him hold her in his arms again, burying his head in the crook of her neck and sniffing her to his heart's content.
Do people really smell like something?
She expressed her doubt and sniffed it herself.
But I smelled a very tempting aroma of hot pot.
Yi Lingjia quickly let her go after sucking her to satisfaction.
Gurgle----Amidst the aroma of the hot pot, Ke Fan's stomach also rumbled.
Yi Lingjia asked her to sit on the sofa and stuffed a candy into her mouth.
A few minutes later, he returned to the kitchen with a sweet taste in his mouth and started working again.
He just arrived this afternoon. Although he had asked the cleaning company to clean the house in advance, there were a few places where he was not satisfied with the cleanliness, so he redid it himself.
In addition, going out to purchase household items and ingredients took longer than expected, so the original plan was to have the hot pot and ingredients ready when Ke Fan arrived, but now it will take some time.
"Do you need help?" Ke Fan asked as he walked to the kitchen door.
"Don't get your hands dirty. My dad has always told me that the kitchen should be a man's place." Yi Lingjia danced with the knife as he cut vegetables. "It will be ready soon."
Just as the weather forecast said, a light drizzle began to fall outside the window in the evening.
When the rain comes, the autumn atmosphere becomes more apparent. The leaves swirl and fall, and the wet evening breeze makes it feel a little chilly.
This is also the reason why they want to eat a steaming hot pot today.
Soon, the table was filled with ingredients.
The mutton rolls were stacked neatly, the sliced beef was distinctly red and white, and the green spinach, golden corn segments, and white winter melon slices were arranged layer by layer; the tofu was freshly cut, and the edges still had a slight sheen.
The hot pot in the middle was bubbling, and the mouth-watering aroma became even more intense.
Yi Lingjia brought two cups of homemade milk tea from the kitchen as if by magic.
"I asked Yuzhou to bring back tea bags from England. I also made the pearls myself. Come and try them. Are they as good as those sold outside?"
The coolness of the rainy night was dispelled inch by inch by the heat in the house, and the aroma of the ingredients blended together, filling the nose.
Ke Fan took the milk tea, took a sip, and the mellow aroma of English black tea spread in his mouth.
Looking up, I met his eyes that were like gemstones in a dark pool.
Just like six years ago, he stared at her brightly and intently.
“It’s just the right amount of sweetness and very delicious.”
Ke Fan praised with a smile.
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