Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me-Chapter 585 - 457: My goddess, I can’t bear to punish her for making a mistake, but you come and do this? 2000
After a pause, Feng Chengjin said coldly, "Go!"
Qin Nuo was momentarily stunned, thinking about the letter Qiu Zhixuan left that day, and how anxious and uneasy even he had been for them these past few days. Qin Nuo was truly afraid that President Feng, in his anger, might do something he’d regret for the rest of his life.
Qin Nuo’s voice was anxious.
Feng Chengjin also thought about the letter Qiu Zhixuan had left that day. In his cold, dark eyes, there was already a blizzard of anger.
Pressing his lips, he continued to rebuke, "Are you leaving or not? If you don’t go, I’ll keep you in Beijing for the rest of your life!"
Qin Nuo shivered from the threat, unable to do anything but look at them helplessly. He shook his head, not understanding why Qiu Zhixuan still wanted to break their president’s heart, and then stepped on the gas pedal and left.
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And then ...
The days of separation always feel long, while the days of reunion are fleetingly short.
Feng Chengjin didn’t return after going to Beijing, Qin Nuo didn’t return after going to Beijing, and Qi Shuya didn’t return after going to Beijing. Would it be long before others went to Beijing to find her?
Qiu Zhixuan had no doubt about this.
So, on the fifth day after spending the night with Feng Chengjin, when she received a call from He Qimo.
Facing He Qimo’s amused, "You’re truly hard to find."
She could only smile helplessly and reply, "Qi Mo, I’m sorry."
That deep familial-like feeling made He Qimo on the other end of the line lift his lip line, sighing, and say, "Let’s meet up."
She nodded, "Sure."
Afterwards.
The weather was great on Wednesday, sitting in a Starbucks café chair by the roadside.
The weather, the environment, everything made one feel relaxed and happy.
He Qimo, who had arrived early, looked at Qiu Zhixuan, who had come out on leave, and upon meeting her, sized her up silently before simply stating, "So beautiful."
The compliment almost made Qiu Zhixuan laugh out loud. Shaking her head, she said, "You didn’t agree back in college just because you thought I was beautiful, did you?"
"Who knows? I remember back then, no matter which country they were from, everyone in school seemed interested in you." He Qimo chuckled lowly and turned his head away.
Qiu Zhixuan was even more amused, glancing at the now more mature and composed He Qimo, who increasingly resembled Feng Chengjin in demeanor. She found it even funnier and curiously raised a brow, "More beautiful than your Jian妮?"
This comment left He Qimo momentarily dumbfounded.
Embarrassed as well.
Thinking back to two years ago when they chatted, Qiu Zhixuan advised him to face life earnestly. Afterwards, he found it harder to control his feelings for Shen Jian妮; and now to be teased again...
Truthfully, without the odd Botox and heavy makeup, Shen Jian妮 was indeed unexpectedly pretty.
But still...
Facing Qiu Zhixuan’s teasing, He Qimo rubbed his nose and shook his head, "That woman? She’s unbearably ugly, has a terrible temper, and chatters incessantly. She’s driving me crazy. I really don’t know why you once tried to persuade me to be with her."
Despite such a harsh evaluation, it truly amused Qiu Zhixuan. Observing He Qimo’s demeanor, understanding his penchant for saying the opposite of what he meant, Qiu Zhixuan chuckled, "Is it really that bad? I seem to recall that over the past two years you even had a child, right? Named Hetao?"
In an instant, knowing even this surprised He Qimo, rendering him speechless: "..."
Qiu Zhixuan’s smile widened into a jesting arch in her eyes, "Come on, if you truly like her, don’t drag it out. Speaking from experience, no woman can accept having had a child with a man yet still see no intention of marriage from him. You might think it doesn’t matter, that the Liang Family hasn’t been completely dealt with, that Liang Shiman’s suspended death sentence remains unexecuted, and you’re worried about Jian妮’s safety, thus wanting to wait two years. But she might mistakenly believe you are indifferent to her, so don’t delay any longer. At the very least, if a formal ceremony isn’t feasible, have a private proposal..."
Proposal, huh?
He Qimo frowned, pondering for a moment. It felt a bit strange, yet he didn’t immediately refuse.
Instead, watching Qiu Zhixuan, who began attempting to steer the conversation back to himself from the start, he took a sip of coffee, crossed his hands in front of his abdomen, and smiled, "Enough about me. You know very well the reason I came this time. Tell me, how are things between you and Feng Chengjin now?"
"..." Qiu Zhixuan’s heart ached, cool and detached. After a long pause, she smiled slightly, "It’s just like that."
After a while, facing He Qimo’s dissatisfied, frowning response.
Qiu Zhixuan sighed and added, "It’s fate, let’s leave it at that..."
...
Twenty minutes later, listening to the fragmented, detail-laden story Qiu Zhixuan told.
He Qimo glanced at her now empty neck and let out a careless snicker, "So, after taking you to a hotel for a night, he asked for the ring back as soon as you woke up, then disappeared?"
At this, Qiu Zhixuan’s heart still ached a bit, but it had greatly diminished. Her gentle smile was as beautiful as fluttering willow catkins in spring, light and ethereal as a fairy.
Nodding, she said, "It’s usual. He’s always been a responsible man. Letting go once before marriage as a conclusion, it’s to put an end to past entanglements. Regardless, he is now someone else’s fiancé, and it’s right for him to retrieve the previous proposal ring and treat his current fiancée well."
Even though every time she thought of that ring, it felt as if her heart was being twisted...
Lowering her gaze, Qiu Zhixuan stared silently at the coffee cup.
He Qimo nearly sneered, "Bullshit! That man’s sense of responsibility is likely only ever for you! He hasn’t touched anyone else in two years, just waiting to sleep with you. Meeting up to do the deed, is he really not intending to reconcile? It’s possible you’re heartbroken over here while he’s both furious and secretly planning a wedding! Marrying Qi Shuya? Don’t make me laugh. If he’s not planning to marry you now, I’ll write ’He’ upside down!"
But, even with these dealings over the past two years, He Qimo now had a thorough grasp of Feng Chengjin’s more-than-playful, moody nature.
Facing Qiu Zhixuan, who was heartbroken to this point of despair, he couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of "my little goddess, Old Yu’s little princess, whom I’ve nurtured for ten years. She made mistakes, yet even Old Yu who pursued her half a lifetime didn’t bear to scold her harshly for jilting him. Yet you’re letting her suffer?"
Thus, he noticed a car, not present on the street thirty minutes ago, now parked in a fined location that hadn’t moved for ten minutes...
Coldly lifting a corner of his lips, He Qimo’s eyes narrowed into a slender arc...
