Fog clears from Hong Kong Island

Chapter 222 [if] It's ambiguous no matter how you look at it
After the final exams, Sang Yu originally wanted to invite Xi Jinbai to dinner, but he had to return home early for something, so the meal he owed had to be postponed.

The day after the exam, she and her aunt returned to Hong Kong Island.

Ji Wanning brought Ji Zicheng to the airport to pick them up.

As soon as Sang Yu came out with his luggage, he saw them.

"Sister!" Ji Zicheng rushed towards her excitedly and hugged her legs.

Sang Yu released the lever and rubbed his little head, "Let sister see if you have grown taller?"

Ji Zicheng nodded repeatedly, "Of course I've grown taller."

Ji Wanning exposed him on the spot: "How can you grow taller if you are picky about food every day?"

Ji Zicheng snorted in dissatisfaction, "Just grew taller."

Ji Wanning didn't argue with him. She took Sang Yu's suitcase and looked at her daughter carefully. "Yu Yu, why do you seem to be thinner again? Did you not eat well?"

Sang Yu smiled and said, "I ate well. I gained a pound more than last month."

"It's good that you haven't lost weight." Ji Wanning pulled her wrist and said, "Let's go home."

Along the way, Ji Zicheng kept chattering to Sang Yu, mostly accusing Qiao Minghui and Ji Wanning of what they had done.

"Sister, you know what? Last time I asked dad to bring me a cake when he got home from get off work. I told him I wanted one with ice cream, but he ended up bringing me one with cream."

Ji Wanning explained the truth: "That's because the store was sold out that day, and only the ordinary ones were left."

Ji Zicheng rejected this reason, "Then can't he try another store? My sister said she wanted to eat raspberry mille-feuille, and my father went to four or five stores to buy it for her."

Ji Wanning glared at him, "Can you compare with your sister? You're a boy, what's there to be picky about? It's good enough to have something to eat. You don't want to eat what's cooked at home, but insist on eating what's bought outside. We don't think you're troublesome."

Ji Zicheng was speechless.

Sang Yu put her arm around his neck and comforted him: "Hey, it's just an ice cream cake. I'll take you to buy it tomorrow."

He instantly became happy again, "Sister is still the best!"

Of course he was not really unhappy. His sister was a princess and it was her right to be pampered.

Ji Zicheng thought of something else and leaned close to whisper in Sang Yu's ear.

Ji Wan Ning saw through it at a glance, "Are you starting to say bad things about me again?"

Ji Zicheng denied it guiltily: "No."

Complaining shouldn’t be considered a bad thing.

Sang Yu was amused by him and pinched the little guy's face, "You are so cute."

Ji Zicheng blinked, feeling embarrassed by the compliment, and his ears turned slightly red.

Ji Wanning couldn't help laughing. This guy usually didn't like it when people praised him for being cute, and he would get shy when his sister praised him.
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After not being back for a few months, Sang Yu felt a long-lost sense of familiarity with everything in Hong Kong Island.

The longer you spend outside, the better home you feel.

The next day after returning home, she went to see Sang Fengping, took her mother shopping and had dinner, and before going home, she brought an ice cream cake for Ji Zicheng at the dessert shop.

I originally wanted to bring him out with me, but he had calligraphy class and didn't have time.

Sang Yu's winter vacation life was very rich. He participated in various friends' gatherings, high-end brand events, and occasionally attended cocktail parties and auctions with Qiao Minghui and Ji Wanning.

However, she did not forget Xi Jinbai's gift. After much thought, she finally decided to make a shirt for him. He did not need other things, and making it herself could be seen as a token of her appreciation for his care during that time.

She asked Jiang Tang about Xi Jinbai's shirt size, and then found a private custom shop to make it herself.

It was my first time making a shirt and I wasn’t very skilled. It was only with the help of the master that I successfully completed the process and made a blue silk shirt.

Although I have never seen him wearing blue, I have a hunch that it would look good on him.

With the experience of the first time, Sang Yu prepared to make another white shirt for his dad.

I have been busy with these things for several days.

Qiao Minghui was so happy when he received the gift that he put it on immediately.

This made Ji Zicheng jealous, and he asked his sister why he didn't have it.

Sang Yu quickly promised to make one for him in a few days, and only then was he satisfied.

Before going to bed at night, Xi Jinbai sent a WeChat message: [When are you going to treat me to that meal? ]

Sang Yu: [Aren’t you busy recently? You won’t ask me to fly to Suzhou to treat you to a meal, right? ]

Xi Jinbai: [I will go to Hong Kong Island in two days. Can you arrange a time? ]

Sang Yu: [Sure, what do you like to eat? I'll book a restaurant.]

Xi Jinbai: [It’s all right, just order it.]

Sang Yu sent an "OK" emoticon.

After the chat, I looked at the date. In two days it would be January 16th, the day before his birthday, so it would be a perfect time to give him the gift.
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This time, Xi Jinbai accompanied Min Jiangyue to Hong Kong Island to attend a violin concert.

Min Jiangyue still found it strange, "Strange, don't you dislike listening to concerts? Why did the sun rise from the west this time?"

Xi Jinbai said calmly, "Isn't it good for me to accompany you?"

Min Jiangyue stared at him.

It’s good, but I just feel something is wrong.

She couldn't figure it out, so she didn't think about it anymore.

After the concert on the afternoon of the 15th, she made an appointment with her friends from Hong Kong Island to go shopping and have a small gathering on the 16th. Xi Jinbai and Sang Yu made an appointment for dinner at Harbour One Restaurant.

At six fifty, Sang Yu arrived at the box that had been booked in advance.

She wore a white slim-fit knitted skirt today, with a houndstooth Chanel-style jacket on the outside, nude stockings on the lower body, and a pair of black mid-calf boots. She wore light makeup, looking pure and particularly elegant.

Even if you don't know her, you can tell which famous family she is just by her appearance.

Xi Jinbai arrived earlier than her.

Sang Yu put down the handbag and bag in his hand, pulled out a chair and sat down, "When did you arrive?"

Xi Jinbai's eyes fell on her, and his expression deepened a few degrees. "A few minutes earlier than you."

The waiter handed over the menu.

Sang Yu used to come here often and could order food with his eyes closed without the need for a menu.

Xi Jinbai asked her to recommend.

After all, they had lived together for a week, so Sang Yu roughly understood his taste.

After ordering the dishes, the waiter left the box.

Sang Yu took the initiative to find a topic to talk about, "Are you coming to Hong Kong Island for work or to attend an event?"

Xi Jinbai picked up the teacup and took a sip of water. "I came to the concert with my mother."

"Auntie is here too?"

"Ah."

Sang Yu thought he also liked listening to concerts, so he continued the topic of music art.

Fortunately, with Xi Jinbai's knowledge reserves, he was able to easily continue the conversation.

After a while, the waiters came in one after another to serve the dishes.

The chef pours sauce on the dishes on the spot to maintain the best taste.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the beautiful scenery of Victoria Harbour unfolds like a picture scroll, with the sea sparkling and the lights swaying, dazzling and brilliant.

After the meal, Sang Yu went to pay the bill but was stopped by Xi Jinbai, who said he had already paid for it.

"You've bought it? Didn't we agree that I would treat you?" Sang Yu was very confused.

"It doesn't seem very gentlemanly to let a girl pay for dinner."

"That……"

Then why did he keep asking her to treat him to a meal?

"Let's go. I'll take you back." Xi Jinbai reminded her not to leave anything behind.

Sang Yu temporarily put aside his previous doubts, picked up the handbag on the chair and handed it over, "This is your birthday present. I wish you a happy birthday in advance."

Xi Jinbai was slightly surprised and curled his lips slightly, "Thank you."

Sang Yu was struggling with whether to tell him that she made the shirt herself.

"I don't know if you'll like it. If you don't like it..."

Xi Jinbai raised his eyebrows slightly, "What?"

"I have to say I like it," she added forcefully.

"So domineering?" The smile in Xi Jinbai's eyes faded.

Sang Yu insisted on being unreasonable to the end, "Is it not possible?"

"Okay." Xi Jinbai asked her, "Do you like the gift I gave you before?"

"Yeah." Sang Yu admitted frankly.

The ornaments were neatly placed on her bedroom table.

Xi Jinbai's lips curled up.

It was worth his careful selection.

After coming out of the box, Sang Yu received a message from Ji Wanning, asking her when she would be back.

She replied while walking, not paying attention to the road and almost bumping into someone.

Fortunately, Xi Jinbai reacted quickly, put his arm around her shoulders and led her aside, "Don't look at your phone while walking."

Due to inertia, Sang Yu's forehead hit his chest, and a familiar smell rushed into his nostrils.

She was stunned for a few seconds, then looked up to meet his eyes.

The pupils were very deep and thick as ink, as if they could draw people in.

My breath was tangled and my heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

At the same time, Mrs. Xia, who was standing opposite the circular corridor, happened to see this scene and nudged the person next to her with her elbow, "Jiang Yue! Look, is that your son across the street? Does he have a girlfriend?"

"What?" Min Jiangyue looked in the direction she pointed.

It’s true that he is his son, but why is he with a girl?

Wait, isn’t that Sang Yu?
When did they get so close? Even with their arms around each other's shoulders... It looked so ambiguous.

Mrs. Xia stood by the railing and looked carefully, then identified him. "Is the girl next to him the daughter of the Ji family? Are your two families planning to form an alliance?"