Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 85 From now on you will have your own home
Jian Yi turned her gaze from the window back into the room. She couldn't see the small print in the main text, but the six big words "House Donation Agreement" on the front page clearly caught her eye.

She was extremely surprised and wanted to speak the next second, but Jin Yanchen held her hand and signed without saying anything.

"At this moment, it belongs completely to you."

Jin Yanchen held her in his arms. There was a ruthless warmth in his body, but there was tenderness in the depths of his eyes.

He held her palm frivolously and whispered, "Xiaoyi, you will have your own family from now on."

Afterwards, Jian Yi never heard any news about Mrs. Fang again. She became the de facto mistress of the eastern suburbs.

The rumors about her being together with Jin Yanchen could not be stopped. Fortunately, the workload was not heavy, so she started to follow the teacher to help with the projects most of the time.

Today she assisted her teacher in giving an academic lecture in the auditorium. The invited guest was a senior who was one of the top 10 students abroad and he seemed to be from the same middle school as her.

Later, when he ran into Lin Qingruan at the venue, Jian Yi learned the true identity of this senior.

This senior is called Meng Ze, and he is the student union president that Lin Qingruan had a crush on during high school.

By chance, they would meet on the same campus a few years later.

Lin Qingruan felt a little embarrassed. She picked up the small mirror and put it down again. Finally, she couldn't bear it and hurried to the bathroom to touch up her makeup.

Just then she ran into Jian Yi coming out, and Jian Yi smiled and said to her, "How can a big star who has experienced so many battles still be nervous?"

Lin Qingruan was rarely shy: "He is different from others..."

Jian Yi smiled at this, patted his friend on the shoulder to show his understanding, and gave him a prime C position in the stands.

Meng Ze is the same age as them. This year he came to Peking University as an exchange student to study for one year. He majored in physics, but he does not have the temperament of a typical science man. He wears a pair of silver wire-framed glasses and a fashionable long coat. He is elegant and academic as soon as he appears.

He and Mo Yucheng look like two completely different people. One is low-key and reserved, while the other is unbridled and unscrupulous.

Looking at Lin Qingruan's eyes, Jian Yi knew that he had an 80% chance of success.

There happened to be a welcome party at the college after the lecture, so Jian Yi took Lin Qingruan along as well.

After sending Lin Qingruan to the dinner place, she picked up her bag and prepared to leave.

Lin Qingruan held her tightly and refused to let go: "Why are you leaving when everyone is not here yet?"

Jian Yi smiled and glanced at her, pretending to be helpless and said, "Isn't it enough for me to do you a favor? Do I have to stay and be a light bulb?"

"What light bulb..." Lin Qingruan's eyes suddenly showed alertness, "Xiaoyi, do you have an appointment with someone else later?"

Jian Yi nodded, but before she could finish, Lin Qingruan waved her hand, looking as if she understood.

"Okay, I understand. The one who can trouble you to go out must be your boss Jin."

Lin Qingruan never called that group of people by their full names.

In the past, she was very smooth and tactful, and her sweet voice could make them happy. Another reason was that she never thought that there was an equal relationship between her and that group of people.

Just like a boss and a subordinate, they take money and do things very clearly.

After Jian Yi left, Lin Qingruan went to the banquet alone. She had few friends in this school, and she didn't know many people at first glance.

Fortunately, everyone had their own nameplate on the table, and she heard whispers beside her as soon as she sat down.

It couldn't be called a whisper, and the voices were not deliberately lowered, as if they were spoken on purpose for her to hear.

"Is she the one mentioned on the forum who was a mistress? I heard that man is already in his forties..."

"She's pretty, but she looks like she knows how to play."

"How can you be pretty? Your eyes are so sharp, you look like a vixen." Lin Qingruan frowned and slowly picked up the hot towel on the plate on the table to wipe her hands. Her expression didn't change much. After all, she had been out there for a year or so, so she shouldn't be unable to bear such harsh words.

But she didn't like the way these people were looking at her from head to toe, as if they were measuring something.

Lin Qingruan threw down the towel and was about to explode, but she saw a tall figure blocking her way.

Her expression was suddenly at a loss, and her bright and clear heart seemed clumsy in speaking to the visitor.

Meng Ze smiled at her: "Hello."

He glanced at the nameplate on the desk, "Student Jian Yi."

Lin Qingruan's expression darkened, but she still extended her hand to greet him.

"Hello, this is Meng Ze from Class 1-2 of Senior High School."

Meng Ze smiled and said, "Just now I heard from the teacher that there is a girl in the same school and class as me. I thought how could such a coincidence happen, but now it seems like it is a coincidence."

Lin Qingruan just smiled gently. She suddenly became quiet, putting away all her sharpness and hostility, and even secretly went to the bathroom to wipe off the heavy eye shadow on her eyes.

Later, when they were about to leave, Lin Qingruan and Meng Ze said their third sentence of the day.

She said: "Goodbye Meng Ze, I am actually Lin Qingruan from Class 1-2 of Senior High School."

Liang Mengze was stunned for two seconds, and then the smile on his lips became even bigger.

"I've heard a lot about you, Lin Qingruan."

Lin Qingruan was completely stunned. Before she could ask, Meng Ze had already given the answer himself -
"I was on the school basketball team at the time. Every time before going on the court, the cheerleaders would do exercises, and you were the one who cheered the most enthusiastically."

Memories of the campus flooded into her mind. Lin Qingruan was very embarrassed and hurried away with her handbag. Later, the more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she became, so she simply grabbed the hem of her skirt and ran forward in small steps.

Meng Ze watched her flee from behind, and laughter unconsciously overflowed from his chest. He stood in the distance and watched her leave, like a light and graceful butterfly.

Jian Yi had dinner at a private restaurant in the evening. The chef cooked authentic Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine with light flavors. Jin Yanchen brought her along because she was from the south of the Yangtze River.

There weren't many people here tonight, and everyone sat at one table. Coincidentally, Mo Yucheng and Liang Shu were sitting opposite Jian Yi.

She smiled faintly, and unexpectedly Miss Liang came over and greeted her.

"Miss Jian is now famous."

It's not that Jian Yi didn't understand what she meant. Ever since Mrs. Fang came to see her last time, she had a rough idea in her mind. The affair between her and Jin Yanchen couldn't be hidden, and it must have been known to the higher-ups.

She was not without some vague worries in her heart, but Jin Yanchen always looked calm and composed. That night in Hokkaido, Jin Yanchen hugged her to watch the snow scene, and he only asked one question, "Xiaoyi, do you want to follow me?"

Jian Yi nodded.

Jin Yanchen laughed instantly, reached out and rubbed her head, his tone was lazy and it sounded like nothing serious.

"Then don't worry, I'll take care of the rest."

After he said this, Jian Yi felt relieved.

She softly threw the words back to Miss Liang: "How can I compare to Miss Liang's elegance and grace."

"I won't beat around the bush with you." Liang Shu was too lazy to talk nonsense, "How is Lin Qingruan now?"

Jian Yi didn't know why Miss Liang cared so much about Lin Qingruan. Logically, she and Mo Yucheng had a contractual marriage. They were very harmonious when they went out, but they each had their own way of playing things in private.

(End of this chapter)