Fog clears from Hong Kong Island

Chapter 178 I’m asking if my back hurts.
Sang Yu responded one by one, "I understand."

Boarding reminders are being announced over the radio.

Xi Jinbai had to let go of her, "Tell me when you get there."

Sang Yu took a step back, suppressing the reluctance in his heart, "Well, bye."

After watching her pass the security check smoothly, Xi Jinbai left the airport and returned to the company.

Even though I knew I would meet again in a while, there was still a lingering feeling of melancholy lingering in my chest.

Sang Yu caught up on his sleep on the plane. The first-class cabin was quiet and no one was disturbing him. When he woke up, he landed on Hong Kong Island.

After three hours of sleep, I felt completely refreshed.

After getting off the plane and getting her luggage, she sent Xi Jinbai a WeChat message: [I'm here. 】

The other side responded quickly: [Call the driver and he will take you back. 】

Sang Yu: [Okay. 】

Uncle Wang was waiting outside the airport twenty minutes ago.

Sang Yu contacted him and dragged his suitcase out.

When Uncle Wang saw her, he immediately got out of the car and helped put the luggage, "Miss, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Uncle Wang." Sang Yu greeted with a smile and opened the back seat door.

After getting in the car, Uncle Wang added: "From now on, wherever the lady goes, just call me and I will be there at your call."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Wang."

"You're welcome, Miss. This is Mr. Xi's order."

There was a traffic jam on the road and it took an hour to get home.

After not being back for so long, another layer of dust has fallen on the house.

Sang Yu loves to be clean and can't stand a dirty house, so he puts his luggage back in the room and starts cleaning.

Mopping the floor was tiring, not to mention she already had back pain.

Remembering the early morning hours when she was lying on the sofa and he pinched her waist from behind...

The scene was interrupted in time, and a touch of heat crept up to the base of my ears.

Don't think about it. The more you think about it, the more inappropriate it becomes.

It was already six o'clock in the afternoon when we finished cleaning.

Sang Yu was too tired to move and fell on the sofa to rest.

After a while, the mobile phone on the coffee table rang.

She woke up from her nap, reached for her phone, and answered the call.

"Hey……"

The weak final sound fell into Xi Jinbai's ears.

He was sitting at his desk at the moment, raising his hands and loosening his collar, "Sleeping?"

Sang Yu closed his eyes and murmured: "I'm so tired."

A sleepy little look appeared in front of Xi Jinbai's eyes. Like a cat, she liked to nuzzle, scratch, and bite people.

The indifference in his eyes was replaced by softness, "Are you so tired? Does it still hurt?"

Sang Yu's mind raced for a few seconds, then he suddenly opened his eyes to deny: "No, no! I just cleaned the house!"

Her eagerness to explain was so cute that Xi Jinbai couldn't help but chuckle and continued teasing her, "I'm asking if your back hurts."

"..."

Sang Yu didn't believe his lies.

Xi Jinbai didn't dare to make anyone angry, so he stopped and returned to the topic, "Why don't you ask someone to clean it?"

"The house is not big, so I can handle it myself." She sat up from the sofa, holding her cell phone, and smoothed the hair on her cheek.

"Pay attention to rest, eat on time, don't be too tired." Xi Jinbai couldn't help but worry again.

Sang Yu pursed his lips, "You can do it yourself first." "Then let's supervise each other."

"Okay."
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Sang Yu spent the next half month busy opening the store.

The previous store had been bought by Xi Jinbai, and now a master has been hired to renovate it. It is expected to open next month.

Like the previous sales model, it is a two-pronged approach both online and offline. The cooperative factory is still Aurelia's foundry. It has stores on multiple platforms and has hired a professional customer service team to operate and promote the product.

Sang Yu was busy running around the factory every day and keeping an eye on the renovation progress. When he got home at night, he had to rush to work on the manuscript, so he was so busy that his feet never touched the floor.

Xi Jinbai was on a business trip in Switzerland for a week. Due to the time difference, they had few opportunities for video calls, and their free time was always perfectly staggered.

One night, Sang Yu had just finished taking a shower and was washing clothes on the balcony. The water pipe suddenly exploded with a "bang", water splashed everywhere, and the faucet could not be closed. She was startled and hurried to the bathroom to close the water valve.

He was splashed with cold water, and his hair and clothes were soaked.

Sang Yu let out a long sigh as he took a shower for nothing and still ended up in such a mess.

The phone rang at this moment. It was a video call from Xi Jinbai. He had finished work early today.

Sang Yu found a dry towel and wiped his face while connecting.

As soon as the camera was turned on, Xi Jinbai frowned, "Why are you so wet? Are you caught in the rain?"

"No." Sang Yu explained, "The water pipe burst at home and splashed all over me."

It's so late and there's no way to call the maintenance technician to repair it, so we can only wait until tomorrow.

Xi Jinbai's heart tightened, "You're not hurt, are you?"

"No." Sang Yu put the phone on the sink and rubbed the towel to dry the water on his hair.

The phone was placed at an angle that illuminated her entire upper body.

The nightgown clings to her body wetly, outlining the uneven curves, and the seductive ravines are looming.

Xi Jinbai's eyes were dark, he swallowed, suppressed the fire in his abdomen, and reminded in a low voice: "Go and change clothes quickly, the temperature has dropped recently, don't catch a cold."

Sang Yu concentrated on wiping his hair and didn't notice it yet, "Yeah, I know."

Xi Jinbai abandoned his distracting thoughts, thought for a moment, and then said: "Yu Yu, you can go to the apartment in Binjiang Garden tonight and take a hot bath again before going to bed. I'll ask Uncle Wang to pick you up."

"Okay." Sang Yu was worried about how to solve the water problem, and this was just right.

After hanging up the phone, she changed out of her wet clothes, packed another set of clothes and put them in her tote bag.

Half an hour later, Uncle Wang went downstairs to pick her up.

It's not far from Binjiang Garden, about twenty minutes' drive.

Sang Yu got into the car with his bag and said sheepishly: "Thank you, Uncle Wang, for bothering you so late."

Uncle Wang smiled nonchalantly, "What the hell."

With a high salary, it is expected that you will be on call.

The Bentley drove smoothly on the road and entered the city center.

Riverside Garden is one of the most expensive high-end residences on Hong Kong Island. It has a strategic location, excellent environment, and complete surrounding supporting facilities and property management services.

The lifting pole at the main entrance of the community recognizes the license plate number and automatically releases the vehicle.

The Bentley parked downstairs in the apartment. Sang Yu got out of the car after saying goodbye to Uncle Wang, walked into the corridor, and took the elevator up the stairs with ease.

The door lock at home has never been changed, and it has her fingerprints. When she presses her thumb on the sensing area, the door opens directly.

Sang Yu stepped into the entrance hall and turned on the lights, making the room brighter. She put on her slippers and walked into the living room. The familiar furniture layout came into view. It had not changed at all, it was exactly the same as when she left.

Memories came flooding back, and those pictures flashed before my eyes frame by frame like quick shots in a movie.

It turned out that she still remembered many details so clearly.

The most profound memory was the night we separated. She sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window all night. At that time, she never thought that she would come back here one day.

After being dazed for a long time, Sang Yu recovered his thoughts and walked to the second floor.

Someone should clean the home regularly to keep it clean and tidy.

Everything is as it was before, as if the past few years did not exist.

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