A Long-Awaited Marriage - Chapter 24

Zhou Yichen unknowingly walked to the door of Jiang Ye’s office. He was engrossed in reading documents.

He still has that meticulous and focused demeanor.

Zhou Yichen knocked gently on the door, and seeing that Jiang also looked up, he quickly went inside.

“If you’re here to talk about work, sit down and say so. If you’re here to confront me on behalf of your cousin, then I have nothing to explain.” Jiang also glanced at Zhou Yichen and continued reading the documents.

Zhou Yichen pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, chuckled softly, and sat down in the chair opposite Jiang Ye.

“Xiaoya is a bit willful, but she’s still a girl. You really don’t show her any mercy. No wonder everyone calls you the Cold-Faced King of Hell in private.”

Jiang shrugged indifferently and scoffed, “Cold-faced Yama? Ha, I don’t care~”

Zhou Yichen touched his fingers together, quietly watching Jiang Ye, observing his earnestness. Suddenly, he asked, “Can’t you still forget Lu Anran?”

Jiang finally stopped what she was doing, and pondered that familiar yet unfamiliar name in her mind. After a long while, she casually said, “Why bring her up?”

“You mean…?” Zhou Yichen wanted to ask more, but Jiang didn’t give him the chance.

“By the way, I’m going back to Qingcheng tomorrow. Why don’t you come back with me?”

Zhou Yichen asked, puzzled, “Go back to Qingcheng? What for? I remember we don’t have any clients in Qingcheng?”

“Go back to my house. Help me deal with that old man.”

Jiang frowned slightly, clearly annoyed. “He suddenly wants me back. I wonder what kind of trouble he’s up to now. If you’re here, he might behave himself.”

“Oh, is it your dad… he’s causing trouble again?” But Zhou Yichen didn’t say it aloud.

He simply couldn’t understand why Jiang Ye’s father would torment his own son like this.

Jiang nodded slightly. “Yeah, please bear with him tomorrow. My dad is a bit of a complicated person.”

“Okay then. I was planning to watch Zhu Yilong’s new movie with Xiaoya tomorrow.”

He paused for a moment, then seemed to remember something and added fearlessly, “How about we bring Xiaoya with us tomorrow? We can also visit my parents; my mom misses her a lot.”

Jiang rolled her eyes at him, annoyed. Zhou Yichen, realizing he’d made a fool of himself, said, “Fine, fine, never mind. Back that day?”

“Mm,” Jiang replied. He didn’t want to stay in that house for even a minute longer.

Fang Xiaoya was bored, so she scrolled through short videos on her phone. If a video was good, she would give it a free little red heart. If it was bad, she would just comment, “What the hell is this?”

Suddenly, a beautiful girl who was live-streaming on her phone caught her eye.

The girl’s long, slightly wavy hair was lazily wrapped behind her ears. Her skin was like cream, her lips were as red as a dot, and her eyebrows and eyes were curved. Especially when she smiled, her eyes were bright and sparkling. She was truly charming!

A strand of hair falling from her forehead made the girl’s face appear even more delicate.

Fang Xiaoya admitted she couldn’t compare. She subconsciously glanced at the live stream account: Pillowside Fairy Tale.

Wow, that’s a pretty poetic nickname. And the IP address is even located in the southern part of the city!

What a coincidence! Maybe I’ll even run into the real person someday! Thinking this, Fang Xiaoya curiously clicked into the live stream.

The girl was holding a pot of hydroponic carnations, explaining the cultivation techniques in a gentle voice.

It turns out it’s an account that focuses on green plants and floral arrangements.

“I’m going to end the broadcast in five minutes. Are there any cuties who want to connect? Hurry up and grab your chance~” Lu Anran smiled. The broadcast was finally over. She had been talking for almost three hours and her throat was burning.

Without a second thought, Fang Xiaoya clicked the connect button. Lu Anran had just finished taking a sip of water to moisten her throat when she saw that someone else had connected.

He silently repeated to himself: Keep it short, keep it short.

“Excuse me, what would you like to ask about this sunny pink pig?” Lu Anran smiled and pouted, seemingly a new fan.

“Hey girl, do you have a boyfriend? My cousin is 28 years old, handsome, owns a house and a car, has his own company, all he’s missing is a…” Before he could finish saying the word “girlfriend,” he was kicked out of the live stream.

Fang Xiaoya looked at the notification in the backend and slapped her thigh in anger. “Hey, who is this person! Really~ Humph, my cousin is so outstanding, he definitely wouldn’t be interested in you! What’s with the arrogance!”

Fang Xiaoya immediately lost interest in watching videos, turned off her phone, and rummaged through Zhou Yichen’s desk, hoping to find something new and interesting.

Suddenly, a pink sticky note caught her eye. “Wow, why is my cousin using such a pink sticky note?”

She pulled out a note, on which was written a sentence: “There are trees on the mountain, but no branches on the trees; I love you, but you do not know.”