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Jian Yunong accidentally fell asleep in the car, and when she woke up, she realized her phone and wallet were gone.
"Where did you run off to! You really!" Mist Shenshen was worried sick about Jian Yunong. "Tell me your exact location, and I'll send someone to bring you money."
Mist Shenshen was in an important meeting, and time was tight; she could only afford to delay for three minutes at most. In her desperation, Mist Shenshen could only think of one person: Ji Shaoli.
The phone rang a few times before Mist Shenshen immediately hung up.
She regretted it.
After their last unpleasant encounter, the two had been acting like rivals, ignoring each other completely. Mist Shenshen had too much pride, and since Ji Shaoli showed no intention of sincerely apologizing, she absolutely would not back down first.
Seeing the Huo Group's logo suddenly snapped Mist Shenshen back to reality. Nong Nong was now Mrs. Huo; if something happened, she should contact her husband right away!
But just now, Jian Yunong had repeatedly urged her not to tell Huo Jincheng.
Her trip to Neighboring City was specifically to seek a protective talisman for Huo Jincheng's nanny.
While she hesitated, her phone buzzed in her palm.
Mist Shenshen glanced at the screen and saw the name of the scumbag Ji flashing.
This time he called her first; that shouldn't count as her taking the initiative, right?
Mist Shenshen deliberately left Ji Shaoli hanging for half a minute before slowly answering the call, "Hello, who is this?"
Ji Shaoli smiled gently on the other end of the phone, "Shenshen, I'm sorry, I was in a meeting just now and didn't see your call."
"I just dialed the wrong number!" Mist Shenshen was on the verge of exploding.
Don't act like she was the one who called first!
"What do you need me for?" Ji Shaoli knew Mist Shenshen too well; making a mistake like dialing the wrong number would never happen to her.
Mist Shenshen held back her temper and explained Jian Yunong's situation to Ji Shaoli. Ji Shaoli responded, "Don't worry, I'll go pick her up myself. You don't need to stress."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome. Just treat me to a meal later."
Ji Shaoli was indeed not shy about making requests right away.
It was just a meal; Ji Shaoli wasn't someone who couldn't afford to eat; he was just looking for an excuse to meet her.
Mist Shenshen readily agreed, "Sure. Thank you, Mr. Ji!"
The title "Mr. Ji" carried a strong business connotation.
Ji Shaoli knew that Mist Shenshen wouldn't make things easy; she always had a sharp tongue that could catch you off guard and sting a little.
Fifteen minutes later, Ji Shaoli saw Jian Yunong sitting on a bench at the bus station.
Ji Shaoli's car slid to a stop in front of her, and Jian Yunong was still staring blankly at the KFC across the street.
"Want to eat?"
Ji Shaoli appeared in front of Jian Yunong, waving her fingers in front of her eyes, which finally brought Jian Yunong back to reality.
"How come it's you..." Jian Yunong couldn't believe it. Could it be that they had gotten back together?
"Your aunt called me to pick you up."
Before getting into the car, Ji Shaoli asked Jian Yunong, "Do you want a KFC bucket?"
Jian Yunong hesitated for a moment and then shook her head vigorously. Of course she wanted to eat it, but she had to go to the temple tomorrow to pray for a talisman, so she could only eat vegetarian food.
"Then what do you want to eat? Don't be polite with me."
"Vegetarian dishes."
Ji Shaoli raised an eyebrow slightly and started the car smoothly. "Is this trip for visiting Spirit Temple?"
"Did your aunt tell you?"
"Not really, I just guessed."
Jian Yunong tilted her head and glanced at him, "Does it look like I'm here to worship the gods?"
Ji Shaoli pressed his lips together, his hand resting near his mouth, clearly trying to suppress a laugh. "To make a carnivore eat vegetarian food must be the powerful force of spiritual belief."
"Brother Shaoli, do you see me as nothing more than a foodie in your eyes?"
Ji Shaoli smiled gently, "Being able to eat is a blessing."
Jian Yunong shot him a glare, "Be careful or I'll tell my aunt on you."
Mist Shenshen was very protective; bullying Jian Yunong was far worse than bullying her.
Ji Shaoli quickly changed the subject, "Let me take you to eat the best vegetarian dishes."
Using food to please Jian Yunong was undoubtedly the right approach.
After finishing their meal, Ji Shaoli took Jian Yunong to the police station to file a report and then dropped her off at Hilton Hotel Downtown, where he booked a room.
In the hotel lobby, Ji Shaoli handed Jian Yunong a small box. "I've saved my number inside. You can call me anytime if you need anything."
Ji Shaoli was incredibly considerate, thoughtful, and attentive.
Jian Yunong couldn't help but ask him, "Have you reconciled with my aunt?"
Ji Shaoli smiled slightly, his elegant features looking very handsome under the bright lights of the hotel lobby. "Not yet. I hurt your aunt deeply back then. That's why she still won't forgive me."
There was a hint of sadness in Ji Shaoli's eyes, restrained and subdued.
Jian Yunong was soft-hearted and immediately comforted him, "I believe in you. Over the years, you're the only boyfriend I've seen by my aunt's side."
"Really?" Ji Shaoli's eyes lit up instantly, as if filled with the stars of the entire world. "She hasn't dated anyone?"
It seemed she had unconsciously sold out Aunt Wu Shenshen! Jian Yunong quickly tried to cover it up, "I haven't been in the country for a while, so I'm not too clear about her relationship status. But you know, my aunt is beautiful and capable; many men pursue her! You need to work hard!"
Fearing that saying too much would lead to mistakes, Jian Yunong hurriedly said goodbye and rushed into the elevator.
Back in her room, Jian Yunong called Mist Shenshen, reporting that she had safely checked into the hotel and that Ji Shaoli had been very attentive to her.
Mist Shenshen responded coolly with an "mm," acknowledging that there wasn't much to criticize about Ji Shaoli's actions.
Unable to resist gossiping, Jian Yunong asked, "Aunt, are you planning to get back together with Brother Shaoli?"
"What did he say?"
"He said he feels quite sorry for you."
"Ha..." Mist Shenshen let out a very light and contemptuous sneer on the phone. "Just listening to what men say is enough. Anyone can say pretty words. The key is what he does for you! Got it?"
Jian Yunong was forced to nod vigorously on her end of the call due to her strong admonition, but then she remembered they were on the phone, so she quickly obediently said she would remember.
At the end of the call, Mist Shenshen suddenly remembered, "Have you called your husband?"
Jian Yunong fell silent on the phone.
"Nong Nong, you are already a married woman."
After getting married, the closest person in a woman's life is her husband. Jian Yunong had been raised by her mother in a way that made her accustomed to not informing anyone wherever she went. Later, when she sought refuge with Mist Shenshen, she was taught to change this habit. As a result, Jian Yunong still considers Mist Shenshen as her closest person and thinks of her aunt first when something happens, rather than her husband.
Mist Shenshen doesn't think that not letting her husband worry is a sign of female independence.
Men need opportunities to feel their presence. They need to feel needed by women.
"I understand. I'll call him right away." Although Jian Yunong wasn't particularly clever, she was obedient and corrected her mistakes.
Jian Yunong dialed Huo Jincheng, but no one answered.
She switched to sending a text message.
"I'm not coming back today. I'll bring back the gifts for Grandma tomorrow. Don't worry..." Jian Yunong hesitated, wondering if adding the last three words would make her seem overly sentimental.
Jian Yunong edited it several times and finally decided to add the words "Don't worry."
……
High-end KTV.
Today's social gathering was organized by Xu Yizhi.
A friend of Xu Yizhi wanted to shoot a TV drama about hotels and was trying to cozy up to Huo Jincheng in hopes of borrowing the venue for free.
There were no princesses accompanying them, but a group of young actresses had been invited instead.
Each one was heavily made up, claiming to be around eighteen or nineteen years old, just having entered film school.
In the dim light, Huo Jincheng lazily scanned the group of women waiting to be picked, showing little interest. These flamboyant women claimed to be eighteen or nineteen? They looked more mature and worldly than Jian Yunong, who was twenty-three.
The most important thing was that these women all exuded a vibe that Huo Jincheng found very unappealing.
Huo Jincheng called over two people to play dice, while the others embraced the young girls and sang sentimental love songs.
Several times, Huo Jincheng took out his phone, wanting to leave early, but it was snatched away by Xu Yizhi and tossed aside. "Focus on having fun. Don't tell me you're anxious to go home and accompany your wife. Women shouldn't be spoiled like that. Just think about how good you were to Bai Ru, and what did it lead to in the end?"
Huo Jincheng took a sip of his drink, full of bravado. "Come on! Let's continue!"
The sound of dice became more lively.
Chu Ai had been paying attention to Huo Jincheng.
His phone was casually tossed onto the table by Xu Yizhi, right in front of her.
She secretly resolved to strike up a conversation with Huo Jincheng later.
Huo Jincheng's phone lit up, and Chu Ai noticed it immediately. However, seeing that it was an unknown number, she remained silent.
After the call ended, a text message came in after ten minutes.
Chu Ai glanced at Huo Jincheng, who was having his shoulder pulled by Xu Yizhi, while several big men were playing excitedly.
What’s so fun about that? Is it more fun than being with a woman? Chu Ai swiped open Huo Jincheng's phone, surprised that he hadn’t set up any password protection.
Chu Ai had a plan in mind and deleted the text message along with the missed call.
Tonight was her best opportunity.
She absolutely could not miss it.
Huo Jincheng had good luck at first, but later on, he lost almost every time.
He drank quite a bit, and everyone suggested that he find a nearby hotel to sleep it off, but only Huo Jincheng insisted on going home, saying he had someone waiting for him.
Xu Yizhi patted Huo Jincheng on the shoulder, "This guy just got married not long ago, what a buzzkill."
Xu Yizhi was unhappy and didn't bother to help him.
When Huo Jincheng was pushed away, he stumbled a bit, but fortunately, someone was there to catch him in time.
A faint fragrance lingered in the air, which Huo Jincheng did not reject.
"I'll take Young Master Huo home," Chu Ai said softly.
After getting into the car, Huo Jincheng fell into a deep sleep while Chu Ai reported his address.
Such a good opportunity couldn't be wasted on a hotel; they had to go to Huo Jincheng and Jian Yunong's wedding suite.
...
Jian Yunong returned to Nancheng around four or five in the afternoon on Saturday. She was exhausted, her slender legs trembling as she walked down the street.
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