Cheng Weimo called out to her.
Jiang Qin ignored him and just held onto Mo Yushen tightly, even pinching him.
Cheng Weimo sighed softly, then walked over and couldn't help but scold, "Do you want to catch a cold?"
Jiang Qin draped Mo Yushen's clothes over her arm, grabbed Cheng Weimo with one hand and pulled Mo Yushen with the other, "Neither of you should leave today. There's nothing that can't be resolved face to face."
Cheng Weiming: "It's not as serious as you think. It's a good thing we've talked it out." He didn't know if he was comforting Mo Yushen or trying to reassure himself.
Jiang Qin wasn't a child; she could see how serious the situation was. Their usual composure was gone. Their current calm was just an act; the more they acted this way, the more they cared.
Cheng Weiming gestured for Jiang Qin to release Mo Yushen. "He still needs to go home to be with Xi Jia." He swallowed those three words.
Jiang Qin: "If I let go, we'll never be able to get together again. I know that. I'm not stupid." She was desperately trying to hold on.
Try to hold on to the past, to preserve the friendship from childhood.
But they were quicksand, and she couldn't hold onto them.
Men can reconcile for the sake of interests, but none can remain the same for a woman.
She knew she could never go back to the past, yet she still lingered there a little longer, reluctant to leave.
It would be better if they never grew up. Then they wouldn't have to lose anything. They could still be as close as they were when they were little.
“I’ve thought about it. Once we each have our own families and children, we won’t be able to get together as easily as before. But I’ve also thought that when we’re on vacation, we’ll bring our children out to play together. They’ll become great playmates, just like we did when we were kids. I’ve thought about all of that.”
Cheng Weimo ruffled her hair. "Go inside, it's too cold outside."
Jiang Qin finally let go of Mo Yushen. She knew that she couldn't hold on to him forever; they would eventually part ways.
Jiang Qin leaned on Cheng Weiming's shoulder, tears streaming down her face. She sobbed uncontrollably.
She didn't even know why she was crying.
They are no longer young, and they have known each other for thirty years.
Mo Yushen's fingers rested on the handlebars, remaining motionless for a long time.
Cheng Weiming led Jiang Qin into the club. Mo Yushen got into the car and closed the door. The car drove away.
——
"Guess who rear-ended me today?" Xi Jia suddenly remembered this.
Ye Qiu thought for a moment, then recalled the person Xi Jia had met two years ago.
At that time, Xi Jia didn't know Mo Yushen yet. She said a name she had always avoided: "Cheng Weimo?"
Since Xi Jia forgot about Cheng Weimo and got her marriage certificate with Mo Yushen, she has never mentioned Cheng Weimo again.
Now that Xi Jia has regained her memory, she dares to speak up.
Xi Jia shook her head. "I haven't seen Attorney Cheng for quite some time. He's been busy lately and hasn't been to the club." She continued the previous topic, "Guess."
Ye Qiu couldn't guess. Xi Jia's social circle was very small; aside from dealing with horses and scripts, she basically didn't socialize.
Xi Jia: "Zhou Mingqian. I even asked him to have dinner with me over the weekend and asked him to help me review the script. He agreed."
Ye Qiu didn't dare to say more, for too much talk would lead to mistakes. She smiled and said, "Try to get me a role too. I'm counting on your script to play the lead female role."
Xi Jia: "No problem."
The two chatted over their meal, all about Zhou Mingqian. Later, they talked about "The Rest of My Life" and mentioned Huo Teng. Xi Jia asked her why she was so close to Huo Teng.
Ye Qiu: "We'll be working together on the next project, so we had a meal together."
Xi Jia nodded, "If Huo Teng is a good person, then you can kick my second brother to the curb."
As soon as she finished speaking, she was startled herself.
Why is she talking nonsense?
Ye Qiu didn't reply and started drinking the soup.
Deep in Xi Jia's memory, there were still scattered, blurry recollections of her breakup with Ji Qingshi, and she was still thinking about avenging her.
"Are you taking a break for Christmas?" Xi Jia suddenly asked.
Ye Qiu snapped out of his reverie and asked instead of answering, "What's wrong?"
Xi Jia: "My second brother said he'd be spending Christmas at home that day, and since you need to rest, come to my house. You can stay with me tonight." Something felt off. "You and my second brother are celebrating Christmas early?"
Ye Qiu replied irrelevantly, "I took the day off to have dinner with you tonight. The director said that no one is allowed to take leave or leave the crew from now on; we need to catch up on the schedule."
Xi Jia: "That's perfect for ignoring my second brother."
Ye Qiu smiled but remained silent.
Her smile was just right, gentle and charming.
This scene was captured by Ji Qingshi's secretary. She selected a few photos from the snapshots, and this one stood out. Ye Qiu's smile was captivating, while Xi Jia's expression held a hint of schadenfreude.
The secretary handed the photo to Ji Qingshi: "Mr. Ji, what do you think of it?"
Ji Qingshi: [Thank you for your hard work.]
The secretary sighed and shook her head helplessly.
Her husband, sitting across from her, said, "Stop sighing and complaining; it'll affect your baby's development."
She already has a baby, but President Ji is still stuck in the same place. The ground beneath his feet has been trampled into a barren wasteland.
A few minutes later, Ji Qingshi posted a Weibo post with the photo: "[The one on the left is my sister.]"
One netizen immediately commented: "What about the one on the right?"
Ji Qingshi replied: (smiling)
This is Ji Qingshi's first interaction with netizens.
This Weibo post is essentially an official announcement.
Ye Qiu received a call from his agent, "Has Ji Qingshi been taking supplements these past few months? Does he think he's so great?"
Ye Qiu: "..." She hadn't checked her phone yet and didn't know what was going on.
Agent: "He posted again, photos of you having dinner with Xi Jia." After a few seconds of pause, "That man..." The agent was speechless and hung up the phone.
Ye Qiu opened Weibo; Ji Qingshi's post had already climbed to the bottom of the trending topics. She messaged Ji Qingshi: 【What exactly do you want?!】
Ji Qingshi: [Jiajia thought I was still with you. Sending her a photo made her believe it even more.]
Ye Qiu: [I told you before, I still want to find a boyfriend and get married, can you please stop this!]
Several minutes passed, and Ji Qingshi still hadn't replied. Just as Ye Qiu was about to put his phone away, it vibrated again.
Ji Qingshi: [Next time I post a group photo, I'll remember to cover your face.]
Ye Qiu: "..."
Xi Jia also saw the post and commented: "Don't include me in your PDA posts anymore, thank you."
Ye Qiu sighed, wondering how she had encountered such a brother and sister.
Xi Jia and Ye Qiu had dinner and then went to see a movie. They got home close to midnight.
The car drove into the yard, and Xi Jia was slightly taken aback.
There was a car with an unfamiliar license plate in the parking lot, and a man with long legs and quite good looks was leaning against the car door.
She remembered that her older brother had mentioned that he had a friend staying at his house named Mo Yushen.
Xi Jia parked the car and got out.
Mo Yushen leaned against the car door, not moving. But his gaze was fixed on her. He had been waiting for her for almost two hours.
Xi Jia politely asked, "Hello, who are you?"
"Mo Yushen, a friend of Ji Qingyuan," Mo Yushen introduced himself.
Xi Jia smiled and said, "I am Xi Jia, Ji Qingyuan's younger sister."
Mo Yushen nodded, looking at her. All his unspoken words boiled down to three: "I know."
Chapter Seventy-Five
Xi Jia noticed that Mo Yushen wasn't dressed very well; it was early morning, and the temperature outside was below zero.
Why don't you come inside? Aren't you cold?
Mo Yushen: "Just got back, just need to clear my head of the alcohol."
Less than two meters away, Xi Jia could smell the faint scent of red wine on him. It smelled wonderful. She didn't rush into the villa, but stood with him for a while.
Mo Yushen looked at her quietly, hesitant to speak.
Xi Jia: "Shall I get you a glass of water?"
Mo Yushen: "No need, I have water in my car." He pretended not to know who she was with tonight. "Do you train this late every day?"
Xi Jia asked in surprise, "You know I'm an equestrian athlete?"
Mo Yu nodded deeply. He didn't explain further.
Xi Jia had always felt that the name Mo Yushen was familiar, and now she finally remembered that one of the shareholders in their club was named Mo Yushen, but she had never met the boss in person.
“You share the same name as one of our bosses; it sounds the same.”
Mo Yushen: "That's me. Wu Yang is your manager. I've watched a few of your games."
Xi Jia was pleasantly surprised. Her gaze fell on Mo Yushen's face. When she met his eyes, she found that he was looking at her with deep, dark eyes, just like the gloomy night sky.
It's impossible to see the bottom at a glance.
Being stared at so intently by a man like that, she lost her usual composure. She quickly looked away, unsure of where to look.
"You've known me for a long time?" She tried to appear calm.
Mo Yushen's voice was low and deep. "Mm."
Xi Jia glanced at his face again, but he was still staring at her. She quickly looked away, "My older brother isn't back yet?"
Mo Yushen: "No."