Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 69: When will I be given a status?

But the fact is that it was ten o'clock in the evening and no one went to the buffet at all.

In this world obsessed with money and pleasure, it seems that they are the only two who are living in shame.

"Jian Yi!"

Lin Qingruan's voice came hurriedly from the corridor, "There is a luxury Porsche downstairs, is it your husband's?"

Jian Yi paused while serving the soup and her finger accidentally touched the edge of the pot. She shrank back suddenly from the burn. When she came to her senses, she could no longer help but walk towards the window.

She thought no.

Jin Yanchen is such a noble person, why would he come to an unfinished building in a remote corner of this city?

Jian Yi opened the window.

The fresh air of the rainy day blew over her face. She leaned over to look downstairs and saw a dark gray Cayenne parked quietly downstairs in the dilapidated residential building.

I don't know how long the car has been parked here.

The smooth roof with metal forging patterns already had deep marks of rain, perhaps from overnight.

Her vision gradually became blurred, and the moment the car door was opened, Jian Yi saw the entire scene clearly.

She saw Jin Yanchen standing beside the car, his arms raised lazily and casually, his head raised as he looked naturally towards her. The wind was just right at this time, and when he smiled, Jian Yi immediately wanted to run to his side regardless of anything.

The rusty stairs made a creaking sound when she stepped on them. Jian Yi ran all the way downstairs, and when she took the last step, she stopped.

One step away from Jin Yanchen, she wondered if she was really ready. Could all her sufferings, chaotic family, and difficult life be fully revealed in front of him?

Jian Yi hadn't figured out the answer to this question, because Jin Yanchen walked towards her in the last step.

His steps were steady and fast, calm and gentle at the same time. He gently put his arm around her shoulders and lowered his head, and the familiar scent of sandalwood lingered.

Jian Yi asked, "Have you been downstairs all this time?"

Jin Yanchen hummed, with the familiar tenderness in his eyes. He gently stroked Jian Yi's back, touching along the bone and patting it rhythmically. The atmosphere was a little weird, as if he was coaxing a toddler who was in a bad mood.

A bit strange and clumsy.

"It's raining. I promised to hold an umbrella for you." Jin Yanchen pulled his hand back and put it on her waist. He changed to a familiar posture and pulled her tightly into his arms. "Now that the rain has stopped, I'll take you home."

He seemed to have magical powers, always easily dispelling all worries. Jian Yi looked at him deeply, stretched out her hand to push him into the car, and then ran upstairs quickly.

She went upstairs to get her luggage. She didn't have much luggage, and one suitcase was less than half full.

Before closing the door, Jian Yi placed the key under the flowerpot at the door, and took out a red envelope from his pocket and placed it at the entrance.

There was no extra meaning. It was just that she and Lin Qingruan had been sisters for so long, and she couldn't bear to see her living such a hard life.

Jin Yanchen was still leaning against the car. When Jian Yi came downstairs, he was leaning over to light a cigarette. The lighter made a clicking sound. With his stiff windbreaker, everything he did seemed to reveal his natural nobility.

Jian Yi walked over quickly, Jin Yanchen took her box and opened the door for her.

The car sped away and squeezed into the crowded downtown area again. Jian Yi then slowly rolled down the window. She faced the wind and tried to breathe. The cold wind poured into her throat, making it sore and raw.

Jin Yanchen glanced at her from the corner of his eye, rolled up the car window a little, and said, "It's cold, don't catch a cold."

Jian Yi slowly turned her head away. She almost didn't dare to look him in the eye. She took a deep breath and asked, "You know everything?"

"Know what?" Jin Yanchen still looked relaxed. He made a phone call and took some time to ask her whether she wanted mushroom and bacon stewed pasta or black truffle hot spring egg for lunch.

Jian Yi's thoughts were disrupted, and she had no choice but to answer him, "Spaghetti." Jin Yanchen nodded and said to the other end of the phone, "Ask the restaurant to prepare the spaghetti. It will be here in about fifteen minutes."

"I received a call from your teacher this afternoon. I don't know why she called me on my cell phone. She didn't say anything, but just told me that you were not in a good mood this afternoon and asked me to take care of you."

"You gave me your friend's address again. I thought you were here, so I tried my luck. I didn't expect to run into you."

I thought this topic would end in such a vague way, but unexpectedly Jin Yanchen explained it clearly. When he said that, Jian Yi felt relieved. The corner of the clothes at hand was unconsciously wrinkled by her grasping, she smoothed it out inconspicuously, bit her lip and asked, "Did the teacher say anything else to you?"

"No, but the teacher always asks me who I am, which makes it a little troublesome for me to answer." Jin Yanchen bent his fingers and tapped the steering wheel lightly. He tilted his head to look at her, his eyes flickering with true emotion.

"Xiaoyi, when will you give me a name?"

He said this with great affection.

My burning heart felt as if hot oil was poured all over it. Even though I knew how cruel and evil it was, I was still willing to have this dream.

The gloom of the past few days was dispelled by his words. A smile appeared on Jian Yi's lips. She stared at the rearview mirror outside the car window. There was no longer any coldness in her eyes.

She knew that on today's trip, she would be all alone, just like the box in the trunk.

From now on, your fate is tied to only one person.

But no matter what, he waited downstairs all night today.

It's full of sincerity.

The wind was blowing so fast that the car windows were rolled up completely, blocking out all the wind and rain. Jian Yi suddenly remembered the scene downstairs just now, so she asked, "Did you change the car?"

There is a private parking lot in the eastern suburbs that belongs exclusively to Jin Yanchen. He loves cars, but he doesn't seem obsessed with them. He drives whichever car key he touches, as if that's just his nature, and he is naturally unwilling to be controlled by anything.

Jian Yi asked him, "The license plate is 521231. What does it mean?"

The car stopped at this time.

It turns out we have arrived at our destination.

Jin Yanchen loosened his seat belt and suddenly heard her question. He looked at her with a frivolous look as if he knew the answer but still wanted to ask.

"What do you say?"

He smiled, and the fragrance of sandalwood filled his face for an instant, followed by a very light kiss on Jian Yi's neck.

"It's your birthday."

Actually, Jian Yi hadn't eaten anything for the whole day. After having a big fight with Jian Chengfeng at school, he was busy packing his suitcase. When he returned to Lin Qingruan's place, he couldn't get over the depressed mood.

Jin Yanchen had obviously taken this into consideration and had prepared the meals in advance. As soon as she arrived at the kitchen, she pushed the food cart up to her.

The taste was also extremely bland, and it was difficult for him to remember clearly the things she hated, even the slightest dietary taboos that she herself had not even noticed.

Such thoughtfulness and simplicity conceals a variety of complicated emotions.

She said, “Is there anyone in this world who doesn’t like you?”

Jin Yanchen did not sleep last night and had no appetite. He leaned his arms lazily on the chair handles, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes. At this moment, the restaurant was deserted, and he had an indescribable feeling of world-weariness.

Hearing Jian Yi's words, he chuckled, "There are so many people who hate me."

(End of this chapter)