Section 4
They had an unpleasant quarrel last night, and it is not surprising that Fu Yunqing has her own house to return to
She was too calm and composed. The last time I saw her lose her composure was four years ago, on the way back after sending Fu Yunting onto the plane. Originally, she was sitting in the passenger seat, smiling and discussing work matters with him. However, when he inadvertently mentioned Fu Yunting's name, her face suddenly turned pale. He pulled over to the side of the road, and she rushed out of the car to vomit violently. She continued until she was even bringing up bile, her face smeared with messy tears, looking extremely disheveled. Then she squatted there, motionless, covering her face, her small frame curled up in the cold wind, her shoulders shaking, yet she never made a sound. She continued until she was even bringing up bile, her face smeared with messy tears, looking extremely disheveled. Then she squatted there, motionless, covering her face, her small frame curled up in the cold wind, her shoulders shaking, yet she never made a sound.
In the afternoon, Ji Duoqing felt the strange low pressure emanating from the editorial office. Editors who went in to sign off on topics came out trembling. Recently, the market has been sluggish, and various publishing houses are engaged in open and covert struggles, even resorting to some underhanded tactics. The sales data from last month showed that several comic books did not perform well, which has added significant pressure on Lin Jia.
Because it was too quiet, he seemed to hear the chirping of insects, like "chirp-chirp," scattered in the corners of the grass, with a dense array of stars overhead. That silly fellow, not knowing where he heard the description, said it was like countless little bugs biting numerous tiny holes in a piece of black cloth
Who and * picture * book
It seems that the mask has developed a crack, and can no longer be closed.
"After spending four years in Japan, I've come back as an alcoholic. Those who don't know might think you, Young Master Fu, are drowning your sorrows in drink due to an unsatisfactory life over there." Lin Jia tugged at her coat, "Don't just sit outside; it feels like it's about to snow."
Who knows who you are talking about? When a person reaches a certain age, aren't they all expected to get married? I will not get married. Women, once divorced, start to think; if you get too close, it becomes annoying. Every day they ask, do you love me? If you say you do, they won't believe you. If you say you don't, then there will definitely be crying, throwing a tantrum, and even threats of self-harm, causing chaos. Lin Jia pretended to be foolish and continued speaking to herself, "Xiao Yun, we cannot be foolish. Men, like women, also lose value once they are stamped with that mark."
She bit her lip, walked to the desk, and with a determined gaze said: "Editor-in-Chief, tell me the truth, are you..." Lin Jia knew that this little wolf cub's non-human way of thinking was not reliable, and sure enough, she heard her stammering, "You usually love to hang out in bars, your lifestyle is chaotic... are you... are you sick with cancer?"
If none of these are the case, then there is only one possibility
Lin Jia looked as if she had been dealt a heavy slap by someone, her face was ashen.
After all, Qing is also a friend of mine. If she is going to marry Tu Shu, I still need to give a gift. You should at least inform me.
The editor of the magazine, Ji Duo Qing, is known as Xiao Lang. In the editorial note of that issue, Xiao Lang wrote in the year-end address to the readers: I love no one, so no one should love me. What I desire, no one can give me, so no one should provoke me. In the new year, I still will not look back; I am still a heartless little wolf cub. Will you still love me?
"Is it necessary?" Lin Jia furrowed her brows, "You have never inquired about her, how would I know that you still have such deep feelings for her? Moreover, she has never mentioned you; do you think it is still necessary? Xiaoyun, listen to me, do not provoke Ji Duoqing. You are not suitable for her, and she is not suitable for you. You have never truly trusted each other, and a relationship without trust cannot withstand any test." Unlike the usual frivolous young master, he spoke these words with exceptional seriousness. You have never truly trusted each other, and a relationship without trust cannot withstand any test. Unlike the usual frivolous young master, he spoke these words with exceptional seriousness.
How come he has not encountered such a woman? The correct statement is that she is not that kind of woman
He thought that Fu Yunqing was apologizing for what had just happened, so he entered the house without looking back. The next day, when he woke up, Fu Yunqing was already gone. The housekeeper said that Mr. Fu had left early in the morning, and his luggage was all packed, indicating that he did not intend to return
Lin Jia came out of the house with a beer and saw Fu Yunqing lying on the rocking chair, looking at a picture book, her eyes wide open, seemingly lost in thought
All the blood seemed to freeze in an instant: Mr. Fu Yunqing, contract termination, compensation. A few keywords had completely stunned her, leaving her mind in a chaotic state and losing all sense of direction
Later, some colleagues gathered together to chat and deliberately asked her why she broke up with Fu Yunqing. The question was clearly intended to embarrass her. However, the girl was not angry; with her sunny, bright little tiger teeth, she sat on the table, swinging her legs back and forth, and cheerfully said: He loves no one, I can love anyone, so he left, and I stayed, I am not going anywhere.
He wishes to stay, and no one can drive him away. Similarly, if he wishes to leave, no one can stop him
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but let out a self-deprecating laugh, then turned his head to look at Lin Jia, who was indifferent and aloof.
Four years ago, it was he who proposed the breakup. To outsiders, it seemed as if he had carelessly abandoned her, and even that fool probably thought so. Only he knows that as long as she showed even a hint of weakness in her eyes, they would not be as estranged as they are today.
Duoqing picked up the document and looked at it strangely
Having just returned from abroad, there are many people he needs to meet, which makes Fu Yunqing unconsciously regret his recklessness. He, who cherishes his own body so much, is intoxicated every day. Lin Jia does not trust him to drive like he is soaring through the clouds, and if he were to suffer from a perforated stomach, she might as well let him stay at her home.
Her meddling actually improved his gloomy mood a bit, and Lin Jia almost threw the ashtray at her head: "You little wolf cub, you used to curse that a certain part of my body would rot, and now you wish for my early death. I must have owed you in my past life!" He tossed a stack of documents onto the table and said, "Take a look, these are the documents just faxed over from the law firm."
Fu Yun cast him a sidelong glance and took the beer: "She is getting married."
Has she watched too many Korean dramas? Cancer? And she has amnesia too
He knew he should not hurt Lin Jia at her most painful spot, yet how could he not be pricking at his own sore point? Even with a close friend, he was unwilling to yield an inch. Fu Yunqing shut his mouth, tilted his head back and took several swigs of alcohol, then violently threw the can into the corner. The metal can echoed hollowly in the stillness of the night, startling the insects, causing the night to fall silent.
As he reached the door, Fu Yunqing suddenly said: "Lin Jia, do not blame me"
Fu Yunqing wants to terminate the contract? Duoqing said it out loud, only to realize that her voice was trembling out of tune. "Why does he want to terminate the contract? He just started a new serialization last year, and the treatment we offer in our company is definitely the best. Why suddenly terminate the contract?"
Her heart goes nowhere, it remains within her body, and no one can take it away. But Ji Duoqing, take a look now, is your heart really still there?
It was not until the afternoon when Lawyer Li from the law firm called, requesting Mr. Fu to come to your company tomorrow to handle the contract termination matters, that he realized the true meaning of the phrase "Don't blame me" from last night. To be fair, Fu Yunqing signed with Haitang Animation entirely because of Lin Jia, as two other animation companies that could rival Haitang had spent a fortune trying to poach talent but to no avail.
After a while, Lin Jia stood up and said, "Go to bed early, don't drink too much, your stomach isn't good."
Duo Qing knocked on the door and entered his office, where the air was thick with acrid smoke, and the seldom-used ashtray was filled to the brim with cigarette butts. She was momentarily taken aback, realizing that the situation was even worse than a mountain of unsold books. Could it be that he had experienced a heartbreak? Yet, she had not seen him with any woman.
The air at the halfway up the mountain is pleasant, the towering spruces rise majestically, and in the garden, only the gnarled and withered branches of the Bulgarian roses remain
"A relationship without trust cannot withstand the test? Are you referring to that woman who silently left you to marry and have children with someone else?" His voice carried a malicious sarcasm, "If you want to preach to me, you should first clean up your own mess"
Who else could there be? Fu Yunqing let out a slight cold laugh