Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 71 If You Want to Have a Future

Jian Yi slept until noon.

She was rarely so lazy. Her mind was completely empty as she stared at a newly transplanted osmanthus tree outside the window.

There were tinkling and clanging sounds coming from downstairs. Jian Yi was still a little confused about the situation. Before she could carefully identify what was going on, an arm embraced her and she leaned back onto the bed.

Jin Yanchen's eyes were still closed, perhaps because he felt it was too noisy, so he slowly hugged her and sat up against the bed.

Jian Yi asked, "What are you doing outside?"

Jin Yanchen thought for a while, and figured out what else he had to do today. He responded with a tired voice, "Well, Song Zhi seemed to say that she wanted to have a birthday party here."

Jian Yi doesn't really know much about Song Zhi.

All she knew was that she was Jin Yanchen's nominal sister. She was sent abroad for recuperation for a while due to poor health in the past two years. As for why the two siblings had different surnames, she could guess some reasons but it was not convenient for her to ask more.

"Do I need to avoid it?"

"No, you are the master here."

I don’t know if all members of the Jin family like to be lively, but a large space was cleared in the garden downstairs, and Song Zhi, wearing a knee-length skirt, was directing people to set up the barbecue grill.

She was planning on having a patio barbecue here.

The wind was a bit cold, and the eldest lady was wearing a pure mink fur collar. When she saw Jian Yi coming up on the second floor, she greeted him warmly.

Jian Yi nodded in greeting. She was not used to such an environment and planned to stay in her bedroom all day.

Song Zhi was studying business administration under the International Business School, which was related to Jianyi's public basic courses, and they sometimes met in the same classroom.

The maid pushed in a three-layer ice cream cake, and Song Zhi opened a bottle of champagne to celebrate. The joyous birthday party officially began. There were familiar faces of men and women, many of whom were classmates that Jian Yi had met at school.

She didn't want to interact with them here, but someone deliberately wanted to drag her into it.

Song Zhi waved at her: "Jian Yi, come down and eat cake together."

Jian Yi subconsciously turned around and glanced in the direction of Jin Yanchen. He was leaning lazily on the dark brown sofa. When he saw her looking at him, he curled his lips and smiled.

Boiling water was bubbling on the rosewood tea table. The tea soup of the golden needle black tea was bright red and orange. Jin Yanchen poured a cup for her to wake her up.

She couldn't help asking, "Should I go down?"

"There is no should or shouldn't, only whether you want to or not."

Jin Yanchen tilted his head to look at her: "Xiaoyi, Aunt Ling said she stewed bird's nest for you today, do you want to go downstairs and take a look?"

Jian Yi finally went downstairs.

She deliberately wore a mask when going downstairs, fearing that others would notice something, but also fearing that her attempt to hide something was making it more obvious.

Aunt Ling was busy working in a vacant space in the back garden. She thought the green vegetables she bought two days ago were fresh and insisted on planting some herself. It was at this time that Jian Yi realized that Aunt Ling was not just a maid at home.

She obtained a professional nutritionist certificate and is proficient in all kinds of housekeeping and cleaning.

Jian Yi sighed at the time: "To be good at one thing is the highest level of work."

"I passed the exam when I had nothing to do. This is not what you young people call lifelong learning."

"Try my newly stewed bird's nest. I wonder if it suits your taste."

Aunt Ling is a person who can't sit still. As she spoke, she went to cultivate her small vegetable patch and sowed a handful of seeds, wondering if they would sprout next year.

Jian Yi felt embarrassed to be a hands-off boss, so he took the tools and helped with the work.

Aunt Ling asked her, "Why don't you go to the front hall and play with them?"

"I... don't like crowded places." Jian Yi pursed her lips, her eyes dropped to the embossed patterns on the long-handled shower head, a little vague, "Isn't it good to be alone?" "It's good to be alone, but the premise is that you like it." Aunt Ling continued to work on her work, and seemed to say something unintentionally, "But, a girl of your age, do you really like being alone? Or are you stubbornly trapping yourself in a cage?"

There was a moment of silence.

The hand holding the shower head loosened unconsciously, and the rushing water poured down, wetting the corner of her shoe. She moved away in panic, but her heart couldn't help but be excited because of these words.

"In fact, life is just like growing vegetables. You reap what you sow. If the green vegetables grown in the field are delicious, who cares where they grow? This principle applies to everything you do, no matter how hard you try."

The vegetable garden was almost done. Aunt Ling washed her hands and came back and gently took off the mask on her face.

"Well, the wound is not very visible. Don't let misfortune hold you back. That is the worst misfortune."

Aunt Ling changed the subject: "They are short of a cake-cutting knife in the front hall. Would you like to deliver it to me?"

Jian Yi responded with a "OK".

"Thank you for enlightening me." Jian Yi's eyes softened as he glanced at the bowl of bird's nest placed under the windowsill. "Thank Jin Yanchen for me too."

Aunt Ling's eyes were more approving: "How did you guess it was him?"

This question is too simple.

Jian Yi curled her eyes and said, "He is the only one in the world who can remember my habit of not eating red dates when stewing bird's nest."
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Jian Yi trotted to the front hall.

She was worried that the knives would not be delivered in time and would affect Song Zhi's progress in cutting the cake, but later she found that she was really worrying too much.

The original shapes of the exquisitely shaped cakes had long been unrecognizable, replaced by various colors of cream on everyone's forehead, nose and chin. The sweet smell filled the air. Jian Yi rashly intruded into this carnival territory and subconsciously took a step back.

She heard someone suddenly shout in the crowd, followed by a very surprised tone.

"Jian Yi, why are you here?"

This was the expected question, Jian Yi had imagined this scenario in his mind more than a thousand times.

But she sadly discovered that even if she had thought about the scene a thousand times, she still could not calmly give the original answer to such a question.

Fortunately, Song Zhi hugged her arm and helped her out: "She is a friend I invited. Why, do you all know her?"

"Who doesn't know the top student in the grade? The review materials for the final exam were sold like crazy. I spent 250 on them, but I didn't fail any of the exams."

After such an opening sentence, Jian Yi immediately followed up with, "Next time you can come to me directly, it's free."

"That's great, let's add a contact method."

They blended into the conversation unconsciously. After dinner, Song Zhi took Jian Yi to the corridor to talk, and somehow the topic turned to Jin Yanchen.

Song Zhi said: "My brother really cares about you. He told me to take good care of you and not let you be idle. You completed the task well today. It seems that I can ask him for a gift."

I didn't expect there was this relationship.

Jian Yi subconsciously asked: "What gift?"

"The executive power of the company. He promised to let me take charge of the company." Song Zhi smiled innocently, "There are many women who have feelings for my brother. When I enter the company, I will help you keep an eye on them. Isn't it mutually beneficial for the two of us?"

Jian Yi understood what she meant.

She moved her body to the side, keeping a slight distance between them. Although her expression seemed distant, she was still polite.

"I'm sorry, Miss Song, your brother never talks to me about business-related matters. I don't think I can help you."

Song Zhi was not annoyed. She pulled her earrings and looked at her with a smile.

"It will help you later, if you want a later."

(End of this chapter)