Qian Yan

Chapter 78

Alley's assistant, Agnes, squatted in the airport, restless, chewing biscuits and staring at the international arrivals exit.

"If you miss Jared, get the fuck out!" Ailey's order sounded in her ears.

She took a sip of milk and muttered to herself: "Although it doesn't matter if I lose this job, I really want to meet Dr. Cheng..."

She looked at the photo on her mobile phone. It was a picture cut from the Internet. It should be at an academic exchange meeting. The background was a large conference hall full of people and neatly arranged chairs. The camera just happened to be aimed at him.The shooting angle is looking up, so he looks a little indifferent and aloof.The camera focuses on his perfect face that is somewhat alienated from the world, and the background behind him is blurred, making him appear to be out of place with other people.

"It's amazingly beautiful...but what about other angles? How do I know if he's in this particular photo, and not at all other times?" Agnes crushed the milk carton in her hand and threw it into the trash can.A new batch of passengers in front arrived again, she sighed impatiently, and went to the front to have a look.

Among the crowd pouring out, she saw a man revealed at a glance.

He looked down at the road in front of him, his slightly long hair covered his forehead, but it couldn't hide his perfect facial features and calm temperament.His face was pale, and he looked quite preoccupied.But the appearance and temperament that surpassed everyone around him made others subconsciously keep a little distance from him, as if they were worried that they would block his brilliance.

It's a pity that such an extraordinary and beautiful man is sitting in a wheelchair with inconvenient legs and feet, which makes this beauty who seems to have stepped out of a movie have a huge flaw.

The eyes of Agnes and many people around him followed him involuntarily, until he could no longer see the side, and then suddenly remembered the purpose of his visit today. Agnes withdrew her gaze, took a deep breath, looked down at the photos on her phone, then looked at the man's back, and exhaled softly, "It's him!"

Sure enough, as Fang Aili told her, he was easy to identify in the crowd.

Agnes frantically lowered her head and pressed the phone, passing the message to Fang Alli: "Mr. Fang, Dr. Cheng has landed at Shanghai Airport."

Fang Aili's phone call came directly, and Agnes seemed to see that she was in a hurry before she could send a message: "Just keep an eye on me, I'll be there right away!"

Cheng Jialu didn't expect to meet Fang Aili when he just arrived in Shanghai and stayed in a hotel.

She stood at the door with a smile on her face and asked, "Brother Jialu, didn't you hear my message? Why can't I wait for your reply?"

Without saying a word, Cheng Jialu returned the wheelchair to the small hall, beckoning her to come in.

Fang Aili walked in, closed the door, sat down on the sofa next to him, and asked softly, "Is there anything urgent about going to Shanghai? Why did you come here without saying a word?"

Cheng Jialu coldly pierced through her gentle disguise: "I have been to San Marino, and Weiran has already recovered and left."

"Hey, yes, she is already in good health! I met her a few days ago, and we caught up with each other!" Fang Aili suddenly remembered, and said quickly, "She was injured so badly. She can’t recover for a year and a half, who knows when she secretly left the hospital and returned to China! Oh, I’m really sorry, you asked me to take care of her when you were in Switzerland, but I spent most of this time flying around the world, 200 I flew 130 times, Brother Jialu, do you know? I don’t even know how I survived.”

Cheng Jialu stared at her sharply and said, "After I came back from Switzerland, I was in poor health, so the San Marino Hospital has been refusing me to visit in this situation, and refused to show me the unstained medical records. I don't know this. What's the reason behind it?"

"Speaking of this, I'm really angry! When I met Weiran in China, I asked someone to ask the San Marino Hospital, but they said that Weiran left in a hurry and didn't explain clearly, and then the hospital's system went out of order again. Problem, so I have been deducting money. I didn’t look at the bill carefully, so I thought she was still in the hospital two days ago. I still think about going back to the United States in a few days. I will talk to you after I figure it out. After all, I don’t really know what to clean up now.” Fang Aili showed a wry smile on his face, and said, “Oh, I know you will blame me, but the company is so busy now, I really forgot to tell Let me know. Unran is very good, maybe we are discussing cooperation with Feuillage, I told her that it is better to be familiar with it, and invited her to come to Fang's, but she refused for some reason."

Cheng Jialu asked back: "You really don't know?"

"Really! I was wondering if she had misunderstood us. After all, we had news of our engagement after she was injured. But this was done with your consent. You also wanted to help me get out of trouble. Now I Those uncles are advancing every step of the way, and I have nowhere to go, so I can only use the strength of you and the Cheng family to help me suppress them." Fang Aili said distressedly, "Now I can only hope that Weiran will be at peace when we meet next time Listen to me explain clearly, let her understand the misunderstanding between us. Seeing how she loathes me now, I really feel bad..."

Cheng Jialu stared at her innocent and sad appearance, trying to find some trace of lying, but there was no, Fang Aili always just looked at him sincerely, with helplessness and sadness on his face.

Cheng Jialu could only sigh, and said, "Well, I believe in you. After all, we have known each other since we were young, and I have always regarded you as my sister. I hope you will not disappoint me."

"How could it be, brother Jialu, you have to believe me, we have been in a relationship for more than 20 years!" Fang Aili finally looked refreshed, and asked again, "By the way, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I I’m just hungry too, come, let’s have dinner together, I know you like crystal shrimps and braised bamboo shoots in oil, Shanghai chefs are the most authentic!”

Cheng Jialu stared at her sincere face for a while, said nothing, went indoors alone to change clothes, and went downstairs for dinner with her.

Fang Aili pushed his wheelchair to the elevator and asked, "Your injury should be almost healed, right?"

"Well, if you recover well, you will be able to leave the wheelchair in ten and a half months."

The sightseeing elevator sank down, and the sparse light rain outside had already started to fall, and it was misty and misty on the glass, making the whole city hazy and distant, hard to touch.

"Actually, I've always been very worried about you, but every time I went to see you, you sent me away without saying a few words." Fang Aili said with some dissatisfaction.

"I don't want people to see my current appearance, especially unstained." He raised his hand and pressed it on the transparent glass, but there was a layer of extremely hard glass, and he could clearly see the water droplets outside, but Simply out of reach. "At first, I thought that Wei Ran was still recovering, and I didn't want to appear in front of her in such a mess, so I planned to stand up as soon as possible and bring her an improved formula as a gift. But now I suddenly found out..."

Fang Aili pretended to be indifferent, concealing his desire to inquire: "What did you find?"

Cheng Jialu only lowered his eyelashes to cover his deep and clear eyes, and his voice was hoarse and low: "It's nothing. It's just that I miss her so much. Even if I look like this now, I still want to see her. So I ran to Seeing her, it turned out that something was wrong, and it was only after I asked someone to investigate that she had recovered and returned to China."

Fang Aili bit her lower lip and turned her eyes away, so as not to reflect the hatred on her face from the glass of the elevator.

She pushed him down the long corridor to the box.In the hotel in a foreign country, Cheng Jialu raised his head and saw the painting on the wall, which was a tree with four flowers.

He subconsciously took another look at the flower.

Fang Aili glanced at it and asked casually, "What kind of flower is this, it looks very beautiful."

"Sizhaohua, there is one in my garden." He said slowly.

This is his favorite flower and also the flower he hates the most.

I like it because, when we met for the first time, a rain-soaked Sizhao flower brushed the corner of her skirt, and her gesture of patting the rain was so cute that his eyes, which only focused on chemical reactions all the year round, could not be seen at that time. The moment is fixed on her body.

I hate it because, when they parted that night, he was also the one who broke off a Sizhao flower and handed it to her, sending her to the death promise.

(End of this chapter)