Chapter 7 Good morning, Chiba
Gazing up at the cold moon for a long time, I murmured softly in the early morning: "Qianye, is the moon in England the same as the one outside your window?" Turning back to gaze at her beautiful sleeping face, I finally leaned down and gently placed a kiss on her forehead, "Good night, Qianye"
Her compassion overflowed, and she suddenly felt a pang of sympathy, so she comforted him by saying, "Personal ability is not determined by academic qualifications." Although she said this, when she thought about how diplomas and certificates might truly be useless, she wondered what all her efforts in obtaining a degree at school, taking the accounting certification exam, and preparing for the junior professional title assessment meant.
He took the pillow from her arms and carried away the bag in her hand: "Put it on."
The air outside the door was icy, and she shivered, drawing her neck in, and said with a smile: "Such a long way..."
She ran home in one breath, panting heavily, yet her mood was incredibly joyful. She excitedly took out her keys to unlock the door, and as soon as she pushed it open, she was greeted not only by a strong warmth but also by the aroma of food wafting through the air—on the square table sat a bottle of red wine and two empty glass cups, sparkling and transparent.
He smiled slightly and casually put away the cigarette: "No need."
The early morning seemed to have awakened long ago, as he nestled in the blankets, lying on his side, his gaze fixed intently on her, not knowing how long he had been looking. Compared to her dazed and confused state, the smile playing at the corners of his mouth seemed almost like an invitation.
In the early morning, he was unsure if he understood her meaning. In the darkness, he saw that she had already closed her eyes. After more than ten minutes, he slowly sat up. The moonlight outside the curtain was bright and clear. He lifted a corner of the curtain, and the moonlight gently spilled through the window glass onto her face
Outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window, through the light blue blinds, a man in a well-tailored suit can be vaguely seen standing. He holds a bag in one hand, while the other hand hangs by his side, fingers slightly curled, momentarily unsure of where to place it. He raises his hand to reach into his pants pocket for a cigarette box, and just as he takes it out, he is taken aback to find that the entire pack of cigarettes is still unopened.
"Let’s go." He pulled her along.
He stared intently at her gloves. When she noticed, she waved her hand in front of him and said with a proud smile, "Aren't they cute?" Even cuter is the fact that she bought them at half price, truly a great bargain.
Get in the car. Ling Xiangtao waved to her as he sat inside the car
At the supermarket near the company ... ... I am about to go to the station
In the early morning, it is too romantic, too unimaginable to have such romance. This youthful sentiment should only exist in novels, which is why seeing it with her own eyes is even more shocking. She looked around, her face flushed, filled with sweetness as she searched for the creator of this surprise and emotion
In a tone that was both humorous and teasing, it conveyed the sentiments of their financial colleagues, prompting everyone to share a knowing smile before returning to their respective tasks
Her movements truly resemble those of a cat. Ling Xiangtao suddenly recalled the Persian cat his grandmother had raised, with its green eyes and long, snow-white fur. Every time he visited, it would always like to wrap its long tail around his ankle, lazily emitting soft, fluffy sounds.
A slight tremor ran through her heart, and she suddenly straightened her back, annoyed as she slapped her forehead, wondering how she had forgotten to ask what was going on between Qingchen and Ivan
He gazed at her without blinking, patiently waiting for her eyes to gradually regain clarity
To say that one is not moved is a lie. The straightforwardness of the early morning always makes her feel flushed, and this kind of tender whisper shared between lovers adds a sense of reality to the fact that she is in a relationship— that handsome young man is truly her boyfriend, Su Qianye.
He neatly placed the plate back in its original position, then turned around and smiled: "It's nothing."
I have not attended school since I graduated from high school
The sound of "Good morning" drove Qianye into a frenzy. From getting out of bed, dressing, brushing her teeth, washing her face, to grabbing her bag and leaving, she took only ten minutes. She didn't even have time to apply her makeup properly and hurriedly escaped from her home in a fluster, not daring to take another look at the morning.
After being moved, she began to contemplate how the two of them would live in H City in the future. The primary task in solving this issue was to quickly find a job in the morning, to get back to work and re-enter the workforce
The man with a devilishly beautiful face and pure eyes unexpectedly made her feel an absurd illusion in that fleeting moment of mutual gaze—actually, the one who was truly more beastly than a beast was her
I once came across a joke online that depicted a man and a woman sharing a bed, separated by a line. The woman warned the man not to cross the line while sleeping at night, or he would be considered a beast. As a result, the man kept his promise, and they spent the night peacefully. However, the next morning, the woman angrily slapped the man and scolded him, saying: "You are truly worse than a beast!"
"I am about to get off work, where should we go for dinner?" The message was sent, and she herself did not notice that the expression on her face was so gentle that it could almost be squeezed for water
She hurriedly covered up: "Yes, yes, I just misread a decimal point."
The car could not enter the narrow alley, so Qianye pointed to the bus stop by the roadside for him to get off. Before leaving, Ling Xiangtao leaned out of the car window and said, "When will you honor me with a meal?"
She is truly a careless little girl. Make sure to settle the accounts properly. I saw Ivan's car at the entrance of the office building this morning
Suddenly turning her head, her fragile and sensitive heart was once again excessively stimulated, nearly leaping out of her chest.
I... I can't explain, she frantically held her head and said, "I don't know anything! I'm going to take a shower—" Unable to make sense of it, she instinctively curled up like a quail and rushed straight to the bathroom
Her eyes sparkled brilliantly, and she was dazzled by such a pair of eyes. She hurriedly lowered her eyelids to suppress her chaotic heartbeat, chewing on an apple while mumbling, "Um... do you know our company's financial director?"
After work, Chiba first stopped by the large supermarket to buy a healthy pillow, and took advantage of a promotion to purchase some cooked dishes. She can indeed prepare a few dishes, but the stove at home has never been used, so she picked a few boxes of pre-prepared vegetables and placed them in her basket, ultimately sighing as she returned them to their original place
She let out a muffled wail, sat down heavily on the toilet, and stared at her pale reflection in the opposite mirror, pouting her lips in a display of grievance
Ling Xiangtao looked at her with a smile, while Qianye's nose was frozen red, and she was perplexedly putting her phone back into her bag. He couldn't help but kindly remind her, "Why not use Bluetooth, or headphones would work too."
He gently rubbed her nose, his fingers still cold and devoid of any warmth. "Did I not say so? Ren Yin—Yi."
Three years later, when this joke that once made her burst into laughter was dug up out of boredom, Chiba, who had been staring at the computer screen for a long time, couldn't help but twitch her lips slightly
She stared blankly at the webpage, her thoughts having long since drifted elsewhere
"Then you are quite impressive!" She sincerely praised, as she had only managed to barely cope with the Level 4 English exam by cramming at the last minute, unlike now in the early morning when she spoke the second language as fluently as her mother tongue. "However, why are you all coming back? Ivan, hmm, your second brother said that the development in the country is good. Is he not doing well in the UK?"
I will drive you home. He rushed ahead to lead the way, turning back to wink at her with his left eye, "It's on the way."
She blushed slightly; the sweet words of the morning were truly her poison, leaving her utterly defenseless
She was stunning, slowly walking over, with two sets of Western dining utensils placed on the table, the source of the aroma coming from the steak served on the plate
The consequences of behaving like a beast are actually far worse than being less than a beast
Take a taxi back
The more I think about it, the less I can justify myself, especially after a long silence following her words in the early morning
Chiba widened his eyes, watching as he chewed with his mouth full, and surprisingly, he was biting into the very half that Chiba had just nibbled on. This... this is precisely what is known as an indirect kiss
The elevator descended slowly, and Brittany gently brushed her bangs aside, her eyes sparkling with a playful glint, while a hint of disdain was concealed beneath her smiling demeanor
She questioned herself, with her deeply ingrained appearance and composure, whether she had already been anxiously contemplating a certain possibility while the morning crept into her bed. If the morning had truly intended to do something to her last night, perhaps she would have been utterly powerless to resist his temptation—after all, it remains uncertain who the beast truly is
I don't know, he should be here, but he is not in Brittany's office right now, perhaps he has gone out for some reason... In any case, I hope he returns, but let's not get into any trouble with him.
She bit her lip, her cheeks flushed, moved the mouse, and clicked the X in the upper right corner, finally closing the webpage she had been looking at for more than half an hour
Chiba did not look up, focusing intently on the phone, a gentle smile playing at the corners of her mouth
The college from which Chiba graduated is considered a prestigious institution in this city. During her time at school, she excelled academically and received numerous scholarships. In addition, there are several vocational colleges and technical schools nearby, and when encountering those students occasionally, while they may not be overtly arrogant, a certain underlying sense of superiority is inevitably present.
Before finishing work, Chiba hesitated and sent a text message to Qingchen asking what he was doing. The reply came quickly: "I miss you"
Seeing her stunned, in the early morning, she lowered her head and took a bite: "The texture is quite good, very crispy." I raised my head and smiled gently at her, using my thumb to wipe away the crumbs from the corner of her lips, "Remember, his surname is Ying, he doesn't like being called by his Chinese name, but he will be even less pleased if you get his surname wrong."
Brittany took a detour into the large office and gave a few instructions to her subordinates
However, Ling Xiangtao, a young gentleman of similar age to her, truly possesses the ability to astonish her time and again, first with the high-priced apartment in Runxiangxie, and now with this sapphire blue Porsche 911 before her
I will pick you up
Clenching her fist, she trembled slightly, feeling both angry and bitter. She was angry that it was clearly Ivan who was provoking her, yet now she had become the woman of questionable character in his eyes; she felt bitter that the morning she liked had inexplicably turned into Ivan's younger brother. If her relationship with the morning were to continue developing, wouldn't that make everyone's future relationships extremely awkward
"Is it necessary to work so hard?" Ling Xiangtao asked in confusion, "You should take better care of yourself."
With her red lips slightly pouting, her cheeks flushed, and a cascade of long black hair flowing down, her gaze carries a hint of confusion, and her expression is rather silly and dazed
Your Chinese is really good, it doesn't seem like you grew up abroad at all. She casually tried to make conversation, attempting to ease the awkwardness
Someone interjected: "After Christmas comes New Year's Day, and after New Year's Day comes the Spring Festival... In any case, before the end of the year, no one should expect to have an easy time; whether he comes or not, we will all be busy and in a flurry."
She rubbed her forehead and took a step back: "What?"
In the early morning, she shyly turned her head, "I... I thought you were..." Noticing the chill that clung to his collar, she asked, "Did you go out?"
Brittany stepped out of the office and looked up to see her immediate supervisor standing in front of the finance department's large office, staring blankly at a pack of cigarettes in his hand: "Hi, hi, the craving for a smoke has hit again, going out for a smoke."
After finishing the meal, in the early morning, she washed the dishes on the balcony while wearing an apron. Chiba took an apple and leaned against the balcony door, slowly nibbling on it. In fact, she was already unable to eat any more, but if she did not hold something in her hand to indicate that she was occupied, she would feel awkward.
When she saw the joke, Chiba had just entered her sophomore year. At that time, she was infatuated with the internet, and she was the only one in the dormitory without a computer. Therefore, she often took advantage of the lunch break to use her roommate's computer. As a result, that day she accidentally sprayed the instant noodles she was chewing onto the computer screen, and while laughing uncontrollably, she almost had her neck choked by her roommate.
"Xiao Yezi, what happened? Are the accounts incorrect?" Aunt Zhang across the way asked in surprise
Chiba's stiff expression slightly eased as he slowly exhaled, opened the car door, and sat inside, curiously looking around: "This car is truly beautiful"
Chiba initially intended to refuse, but then recalled the phone call from that early morning. She was in a hurry to return home, and if Ling Xiangtao was willing to take a detour, she might as well owe him this favor for the time being
She has not yet regained her senses, her eyes wide open, "Which Yi?"
He irritably ran his fingers through his hair, for the first time doubting his judgment. Has he become outdated? Do the current girls no longer favor this?
This is my second elder brother
Ling Xiangtao's lips moved slightly, yet he ultimately did not utter a single word, silently gazing ahead
Where to? The crowd at the entrance was too dense, and she almost missed her step on the stairs
The two walked side by side into the elevator, and she measured her words, joking lightly, "Why haven't you been working part-time as a driver these past couple of days?"
Her eyes were open, but she stared at the chandelier on the ceiling for a full minute before coming to her senses, as the memories of last night began to return to her sluggish mind
It was only after leaving the supermarket that she realized she had received four or five calls in the morning. Her phone was in her bag, and she hadn't heard it, so she hurriedly returned the calls
As a subordinate, Brittany would naturally not intentionally offend him. The girl Chiba appears to be well-behaved and proper on the surface, but who knows what she is really like at her core? Moreover, such matters are based on mutual consent; she merely turns a blind eye. Offering convenience to others is also offering convenience to oneself.
"Hmm, not bad," she hummed, her voice slightly hoarse. Yet it was precisely this hoarseness that carried a hint of softness, making it sound particularly captivating and enchanting.
In the early morning, she went to the bedroom but found no one there. She turned back to the balcony and discovered that the greasy stove had been completely cleaned, yet she still did not see any trace of him
She was taken aback, gazing vacantly at the apple in her hand, "It's fine, I prefer to eat it with the skin on."
The morning air carried a rich aroma of wine, and Qianye felt a bit dizzy. He had gotten too close, making her heart unable to bear it. She hurriedly pretended to nibble on an apple, stuffing the remaining half into her mouth and crunching it with her front teeth, yet she was unaware that her face, redder than the apple, had already betrayed her unease.
Chiba secretly looked down on him, fortunately, Qingchen is not that kind of person, Qingchen...
Chiba lifted his eyelids and scrutinized him like a monster, his tone unfriendly, "Young master, you have parents to rely on, while I am struggling alone in the world. Can it be the same?" The audacity of the so-called "nepo babies" is truly remarkable; spending their parents' money to treat themselves well, and yet he has the nerve to say it so candidly.
Chiba held the pillow and said, "Did we not eat yesterday?"
She remembered and finally awakened: "Yi? Yi... so he and you..."
She had just shown a look of surprise when the person pressed their chin against her neck, the skin touching, a sensation that was cold
The early morning merely shakes its head with a smile
He smiled slightly, his beautiful eyes playfully winked at her: "Good morning, Chiba"
Not peeled
"I dare not forget my roots!" He said these four words with utmost seriousness, then burst into laughter, "Hehe, just joking. Although I had some foundation originally, it is still far from enough to hide the differences. Therefore, since last year when Xing Bai invited me to come to China, I made a last-minute effort and spent several months reviewing Chinese."
Although my parents had long since acquired British citizenship, the belief of my ancestors still adhered to the notion that having more children brings more blessings. Therefore, my mother gave birth to a total of five children. However, perhaps due to the unfamiliar environment, only Xingbai and I grew up successfully. My mother had too many children, and her health deteriorated over time; she passed away when I was eleven years old. After that, Xingbai was admitted to the University of Cambridge and moved to Cambridge City. He would return home every Christmas, and during those times, I particularly enjoyed listening to him talk about his experiences at school, which were very interesting.
As she looked up, she saw Ling Xiangtao standing in front of her, with a large black shoulder bag slung across his body, his hands tucked into his pockets, and a plastic bag from Hualian Supermarket hanging from his wrist, seemingly just having come out from shopping at the supermarket
Chiba was momentarily taken aback, but he soon dismissed it, as he too was wearing black leather gloves.
Chiba felt a pang of sympathy, realizing that his initial guess was indeed correct. The young man in the morning had a low level of education, and his mother had passed away. Although he had a capable and intelligent older brother, he had left home early to live independently and showed no concern for his younger brother.
Thinking of this, she suddenly felt fortunate that... they were calm enough to prevent any unforeseen incidents from occurring. Although she had a good impression of the early morning, it could only exist on the surface for now. She did not know him well enough; even though he had already entered her affordable housing, that sense of unreality still lingered.
When mentioning Ivan, she realized that she still did not know Ivan's Chinese name. After thinking for a moment, she added, "He is a man, looks to be in his thirties, and his surname is Ruan"
Chiba could not clearly articulate what that feeling was, but when she saw the neatly arranged bedding laid out side by side, so perfectly intact and unchanged, she felt a slight sense of relief, yet a faint hint of disappointment unexpectedly surfaced in her heart. However, her disappointment was soon disrupted by the morning, as she opened her eyes and the tall boy with an enchanting face greeted her with a voice that rivaled that of a voice actor, saying: "Hi"
Although she had no interest in Ivan, his intentions towards her had been quite obvious before. Now that she understood their relationship, she suddenly recalled Ivan's cold demeanor and sarcastic tone from last night. A chill ran through her heart; it was deadly. Could it be that he was accusing her of being fickle?
Don't you feel your hands are cold when you answer the phone
Chiba used Ivan's topic to draw out a lot about the situation at home in the morning, such as how his family immigrated in the previous generation, how his parents met in the UK, then got married and had several children
Love brings sweetness, much like the red wine on the table, fragrant in aroma and rich in taste. However, many times these beautiful and romantic moments can only exist for a fleeting instant, especially since Qianye has always belonged to the pragmatic type of person
Ling Xiangtao observed the situation and said: "How could that be? It's my buddy's car! My car is broken and still being repaired, so I borrowed my buddy's car to use for a few days"
He lowered his head and glanced at the half apple, suddenly reaching out to grasp her slender wrist, gently pulling her hand, and took a big bite from the apple using her hand.
A few seconds later, the text message alert sounded: "Home, I am waiting for you"
The culinary skills in the early morning are truly exceptional, which greatly surprised Qianye and inevitably sparked such curiosity: "What is your major? Chef?"
She hurriedly ran with the bag in hand, perhaps feeling anxious waiting at home this morning? What has he been doing all day today?
As she spoke, she walked over after drying her hands in the early morning, her cold fingers flicking against her forehead, and she smiled, saying: "I actually didn't know when Xingbai changed her surname."
The speed of the Porsche sports car is truly astonishing. Qianye had just grasped the meaning of what he said when the car had already sped away. She stood there in a daze for a moment, feeling a strange sensation that was hard to describe. After taking a couple of steps, she suddenly realized that Ling Xiangtao's earlier demeanor was strikingly similar to Ivan's previous behavior. What sounded like an invitation was, in fact, a manifestation of male chauvinism, making unilateral decisions without allowing others the opportunity to refuse or rebut.
What? There were too many people at the supermarket entrance, and she didn't hear clearly for a moment
Her tone was somewhat urgent. Just as she was about to say something more, a male voice suddenly laughed from across the way, saying: "What is this? Not only are you carrying snacks in big and small bags, but you also brought a pillow?"
She carried a handbag on one arm, held a plastic bag, and clutched a pillow with the other hand, saying: "I have gloves. I just forgot to wear them when I went out, and now my hands are full, so I can't put them on again."
"No, I am going home." The air conditioning in the car was on, and the warm air made her feel somewhat drowsy. She had not slept well last night, and her muscles were sore from being tense. Now, nestled in the seat, she took off her scarf, unbuttoned her coat, and lazily leaned her head back against the seat, squinting her eyes to doze off.
In just a moment of distraction, the phone by my ear had already been disconnected
Chiba was trapped by the ever-surge of drowsiness, in the early morning, she began to listen to half of the words and forget the other half, groggily turning over and mumbling: "Find a job." In this vast world, regardless of national borders, the issue of food always comes first
Cute. He grinned, with Qianye's pillow tucked under his left armpit, a shopping plastic bag held in his left hand, and his free right hand naturally grasping her cat-faced gloves
If Runxiangxie were to be developed in the corner of the area where she lives, her monthly rent would surely increase from 600 to 6000
What a lovely reaction, although it is indeed a bit slow—she hasn't gotten out of bed yet, which is truly a good sign. He even discovered that her appearance just after waking up is more charming than at any other time.
"Yesterday doesn't count," he said with a smile, throwing out a sweetened bombshell. "Then it's settled. Tomorrow is the weekend; I'll let you sleep in the morning, and I'll come to find you in the afternoon." After saying this, he waved his hand and drove off into the distance.
However, we will be busier when he comes
Chiba's heart trembled, nearly turning into starry eyes at the sound. Fortunately, she had just woken up, her mind was sluggish, and her expression was not yet in sync with her brain, so while her heart was racing, her face remained blank.
Qianye noticed that he was unwilling to say much, and she vaguely speculated that his educational background might not be high; otherwise, he would not be living and working in a small cake shop. Moreover, it was evident that Qingchen always spoke Mandarin with her in the morning, unlike Ling Xiangtao, who occasionally interjected with local dialect, indicating that Qingchen was not a local either
He smiled, and Qianye realized how foolish her question was, unable to help but laugh as well. However, after laughing, the thoughts that crossed her mind made her unable to smile again—Ivan is the second brother of the morning, ... does that mean she is involved with both of them ...
As usual, the two of them slept in separate beds at night, each occupying their own quilt. Qianye was filled with worries; despite having been exhausted during the day, she found herself unable to sleep. The two of them lying there felt awkward, so they simply decided to cover themselves with a quilt and chat.
Chiba stared at the two-seater sports car, unable to move. "Is this your car?" Driving such a vehicle to and from work is simply too ostentatious; no wonder the free parking garage beneath the office building is constantly full, forcing a shift to the paid parking lot at Xinhua Department Store.
The door has just been locked, and in the early morning, a gentle knock is heard from outside: "You forgot to take your change of clothes."
Is it the Hualian Supermarket under Xinhua Department Store?
The pink gloves are embroidered with an owl on the back, with green sequins for eyes, a black button for the nose, and surprisingly, there are six soft, fluffy yarn strings for whiskers
Why live so far away? Isn't it very inconvenient to commute to and from work every day
"Indeed, it is my own." He couldn't help but laugh
The early morning did not look back, and the water from the faucet gushed loudly. She stared at his two hands; even though his fingers were long and beautiful, they had already turned red and purple from the cold. Suddenly, she felt a pang of sympathy, "Boil some hot water to mix in." Now, the temperature at night had dropped below zero, and the water drawn from the pipes was colder than ice water.
Ling Xiangtao caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, perfectly capturing this soft, fragrant presence. Half-covered by dark hair, a delicate jawline was faintly visible, and the curve of a fair neck exuded a tranquil aura. His gaze slightly faltered, and the car's speed unconsciously slowed down: "Is there a lot of work? Why are you so exhausted?"
Ling Xiangtao lowered his head and started the car: "Driving around in the summer is quite nice." If it weren't for that Hyundai going into the shop, the old man wouldn't have agreed to temporarily let him use the original car for transportation. In the past, when he was in school and trying to impress girls, all he had to do was park this car at the school gate, and countless envious gazes would come flying over, like this was the first time he had seen someone as wary as Qianye, who treated him like a venomous snake.
"Are you inside?" she asked at the door, blushing and hesitating to push the sliding door of the bathroom, standing there foolishly with her head down. She was stifling a laugh when suddenly a chill swept over her from behind, and then she felt a tight grip around her waist, followed by a strong shove against her back, as someone embraced her from behind.
Behind her was the door panel, as the morning light pressed closely against it. His arm brushed past her ear, his palm resting on the door, as he lowered his head and chuckled softly: "Although he dislikes the Chinese name on his passport, which is not the surname Ruan, names can be changed, but surnames absolutely cannot be altered"
She blinked and said, "Thank you." She took out the rabbit fur gloves from her bag and put them on
If the result this morning is that someone truly acted in a beastly manner, what would her reaction be now? In contrast to the current thoughts of "worse than a beast" and a faint sense of melancholy, it might be deep self-reproach and regret.
She raised her eyebrows in confusion
Where is it
He smiled oddly and glanced at her sideways: "The branch office is short on drivers; you should report this to the HR manager"
He thought for a moment, his gaze drifting towards the ceiling, and sighed softly: "Actually, it's curiosity. I just wanted to come back and see the people with yellow skin and black hair. But I am not very capable, and I seem to have difficulty adapting to life here, so I have been considering that if I really can't hold on, I will go back to England. Of course, my friend does not support my idea... However, I no longer think this way, because I have met you here"
Then what about you? Don't you find it boring at school
He was at ? '' She was quite surprised and anxiously looked around.
In the early morning, she actually does not understand him
Is it biological?
"Alright, let's go," Brittany said as she stepped out, only to find Ivan's gaze somewhat strange. She looked over instinctively and immediately understood.
Do you know? The number of people I know here is quite limited, who is he
She stopped in her tracks, only then realizing that he was serious: "Don't come over! I'll be back in a moment!"
Early in the morning, the pre-set alarm on the phone rang unexpectedly. Still immersed in her dreams, Chiba felt as if she had missed a step on a staircase, her heart plummeting suddenly. She opened her eyes wide in shock
"You are daydreaming again, what are you thinking about?" He took her hand and led her to the living room, helping her to sit down
It is quite cheap, but the rent near the company is over a thousand. She adjusted her sitting posture, trying to relieve the muscle soreness in her shoulders and back. The company provides a fixed monthly transportation allowance, but there is no housing subsidy.
He released her, his face slightly pale from the cold, but his smile was warm: "Hmm, I will go buy some fruit." He was holding a bag of apples in his left hand
Although his glasses obscured his eyes, the sharpness of his gaze remained evident. Brittany discerned his temperament; he was the quintessential reserved yet flirtatious gentleman, clearly intent from the outset on courting the new employees at the company. He pretended to be a paragon of virtue, adamantly denying his intentions. Now, observing his disinterest, it is likely that he has already succeeded in his pursuits, and thus his enthusiasm has waned. It remains uncertain who his next target will be.
Chiba merely praised the beauty of the car, yet there was no trace of envy or possessiveness in his eyes. As he drove, he occasionally glanced at her from the corner of his eye and said, "Shall we have dinner together?"
He smiled even more brightly: "Isn't it better to come to China? If you don't come, how can you meet Qianye?"