Obsessive Tycoon and His Swan Girl-Chapter 32 - Desire is her appearance purity is her
Chapter 32: Chapter 32: Desire is her appearance, purity is her underlying nature
Chapter 32 -32: Desire is her appearance, purity is her underlying nature
Jiang Zhe felt Qin Jingchen’s gaze on her the whole time, she looked up in his direction and met his eyes.
The man revealed a shallow smile and rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, exposing his well-built forearms and wrists.
Jiang Zhe then lowered her gaze again.
Yang Feiliu, who can’t fly, had just sent a message: I have no idea who it is, but someone recently offered a huge sum just to buy the sound of someone playing piano. The selected ones get a reward of fifty million. Not that I’m saying it, but why don’t you give it a try?
JZ: Not interested.
Yang Feiliu, who can’t fly: Fine, I know you find it troublesome. But quite a few people are scouring everywhere for piano sounds to send their way, though it seems they all got rejected. Who knows what kind of piano sound the backer wants! Would Mozart’s work? How about Chopin’s, or Liszt’s?
Jiang Zhe replied half-heartedly to Yang Feiliu, who can’t fly: Xiaozhe, are you really not taking the case of the doctor and the hacker?
JZ: No time, not interested.
Yang Feiliu, who can’t fly: [Broken heart emoji] Alright, it’s nine figures, you know. They even said there’s a limited-edition bottle of fine wine included as a gift.
JZ: Just buy it yourself.
By the time Jiang Zhe looked up again, Qin Jingchen had already prepared the food.
He had cooked a portion of every single vegetable from the fridge.
“You can wash your hands and eat now.”
Jiang Zhe went over and saw that the numbers of dishes and servings were even, pleasing to the eye.
In the plates, dumplings, steak, fried eggs, broccoli—everything that could be in even numbers was.
Jiang Zhe washed her hands, dried them with two paper towels, and pulled out a chair to sit.
“Give it a try,” Qin Jingchen passed her the utensils.
Jiang Zhe took them and first cut a piece of steak to put into her mouth.
“Not bad at all.” Her bewitching fox-like eyes lifted in pleasure, revealing an underside of innocence.
If there could be a footnote next to pure-yet-desirous, Qin Jingchen thought, it would definitely have to be paired with Jiang Zhe’s current expression.
Desire was in her appearance, purity was her undertone.
Qin Jingchen was reassured, it seems his unfamiliarity with the recipes didn’t lead to a disaster after all.
His lips curved into a faint smile, “I guess it’s half the victory won by presentation, right?”
“You can think of it that way,” Jiang Zhe continued eating.
After dinner, the rain outside hadn’t stopped.
Qin Jingchen took her to the guest room.
“Rest here tonight. Let me know if you need anything.”
Jiang Zhe glanced around, although the room’s decor was simple, it lacked nothing essential.
She nodded and turned back to look at Qin Jingchen.
From her eyes, Qin Jingchen read the unspoken, “Why are you still here?”
He laughed softly, indulgence in his expression, and backed out of the room.
Jiang Daji, indeed, was not wrong; just her standing there was enough to bewitch, as if she could snatch away a person’s soul.
However, her personality was the utmost cold, like a machine without feelings.
With a facade completely at odds with her personality, it was almost enough to drive a person mad.
…
Late in the night, the head of JZ Pharmaceutical Research Institute received a call from Fen Ye, he sprang up from the bed like a carp leaping up from the water.
“About Tang Jianxi’s matter?”
“Yes, Tang Jianxi’s matter.”
The head, brain in a messy tangle, grabbed his hair, “Speak.”
“We can’t keep this person any longer.” Fen Ye’s voice sounded casual and indifferent as he absently snapped off a flower beside him.
“Tsk, don’t worry, I’ll take care of it. Expulsion, they’ll be expelled!”
“Then what were you nervous about just now?”
“Isn’t it pouring outside? Can’t help but be anxious in the middle of the night.”
He had every reason to be anxious. If the ancestors declared someone had to leave, what would he do if Fen Ye insisted on keeping them?
Fortunately, both parties ended up saying the same thing.
The next day, the rain washed away the clouds, and the entire sky was a clear blue.
The air was filled with the scent of earth and grass leaves brought out by the rainwater.
Jiang Zhe took a deep breath and walked out together with Qin Jingchen.
Qin Jingchen drove himself, with Jiang Zhe sitting in the passenger seat.
“There are cherries over there,” Qin Jingchen said.
Jiang Zhe stretched out her arm, reached back lightly, and got it—the crystal carry-on fruit box with washed cherries inside, still paired in twos, pleasing to the eye.
She had intended to chew gum, but was attracted by the cherries and casually started eating them.
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Sweeter than the cherries sold outside, as if they had just been picked, Jiang Zhe was picky with fruits and always only ate the best, yet none had been better than these.
“Take me to the orphanage,” Jiang Zhe spoke up.
Qin Jingchen set the navigation to the orphanage she mentioned. “Do you go there often?”
“When I have the time,” Jiang Zhe said casually.
Though Qin Jingchen hadn’t specifically investigated her, he was aware of her situation in the Jiang Family.
Given the proximity of her previous school, Ash Street Middle School, to the orphanage, she must have visited more often than he thought.
Soon she reached her destination, holding the fruit box and picking up her backpack, she said goodbye quite nonchalantly.
As he watched her leave without looking back, Qin Jingchen pinched the spot between his eyebrows, as if something had been taken away by her, leaving him with nothing but an empty shell.
He reached for the Buddha beads and took a while to calm his thoughts, yet didn’t count them.
…
The monthly break lasted only two days, once a month.
It ended so quickly, in the blink of an eye.
The students in the class couldn’t help but sigh—such a hard-earned break was over too soon, and upon returning they had to face the onslaught of the monthly test results.
When it rains, it pours.
Xiao Meng sat in her seat, twirling the edge of a book page with her fingers, waiting for the results.
Xia Enci and Song Xingyu also tensed up.
Four-Eyes came back with news: “I saw Chen Zehao’s mom come over.”
Jiang Zhe knew that Mrs. Chen was not giving up—although she had been taught a lesson last time, there was an agreement in place, and Jiang Zhe was certain she wouldn’t let it go.
Indeed, in Director Han’s office.
Mrs. Chen placed her designer bag on the desk, her demeanor haughty. “Director Han, have Xiao Meng’s results come out yet? Last time, we agreed that if she did poorly, she can’t stay at Number One Middle School.”
Although Number One Middle School had no precedent for expelling students due to poor grades, this deal had indeed been made to placate Mrs. Chen last time.
Xiao Meng herself had also firmly agreed to it.
“Mrs. Chen, the results are indeed being released today. However, the scores of some students are still not completely tallied. How about this—please go home for now, and we will give you a call once we are done here?” Director Han tried to keep the peace.
“I’ll just be playing mahjong at home, utterly bored. I’ll sit here and wait today. Oh, and have my son come over,” she said.
Director Han had no choice but to let her stay and sent someone to call Chen Zehao.
Lou Qiaoyin spoke softly, “Director Han, shall I go and tally the scores?”
“No, bring your class’s test papers here and do it in front of me,” Mrs. Chen demanded.
“This…” Lou Qiaoyin frowned.
