Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 110 But I want to give her a name

"He's just afraid that I'm not ambitious enough."

Mo Yucheng smiled and joked, "I'm afraid the old man will never figure it out. Why don't you want to start your own business when you have a ready-made family business?"

"You and I both know who I have been working hard for all these years."

Jin Yanchen half turned around. In the thin sunlight, he was only wearing a single-layer white shirt. He leaned against the wall and bent slightly. The muscle lines between his waist and abdomen could be vaguely seen, and he looked very powerful.

It is completely impossible for a face to still retain youthfulness at this age, but for some reason, when Mo Yucheng looked at Jin Yanchen, he always felt that his upright shoulders had a youthful spirit that could withstand even the collapse of the sky.

That is the courage to charge forward for love.

He did everything for a woman and built a career.

That was a quality that was gradually lost as time went by. Mo Yucheng's eyes flickered, and the years passed in a flash. He was now much more tactful than before, and would no longer be so straightforward and annoying. He just said nonchalantly, "There are many ways. As long as you don't marry her, there won't be so many troubles."

"But I want to give her a name."

Jin Yanchen paused, then continued, "I will never let her follow me with any grievance."

Mo Yucheng smiled and said, "So, you have taken the most difficult path."

After Grandma Jian’s funeral, Jian Yi never saw Jin Yanchen again.

He was a man who kept his promises and was also a man who paid great attention to propriety. It was as if if her world did not open the door to him, he would never take another step inside.

The upper class calls it good etiquette that is essential for a gentleman. In Jianyi's view, this is the result of their ease in dealing with gender relations, their natural freedom in love and their indifference to it.

She hated her instinct to be moved by him at any time and anywhere, so she simply covered her head and stubbornly refused to take a step forward.

During this period of time, she spent so much time in the teaching building that she was almost considered a permanent resident here. After a long time, the news spread and even Wen Ruo came to care about her mental state.

Jian Yi sighed helplessly and raised her head from the thick graduation thesis. There was no lack of resentment in her tone.

"I spend so much time in the classroom every day because you rejected all my papers."

Wen Ruo chuckled: "Haven't you heard the saying that strict teachers produce excellent students?"

"All I know is that I'm a donkey that's dying of exhaustion."

Jian Yi let out a long sigh, unplugged the charger, and continued to hold her laptop to revise her paper. Her head was resting on the computer touchpad, a small ball, like a hamster with puffy cheeks. Because she had been staying in the airless room for a long time, there was a blush on her face that she was not aware of.

Wen Ruo knocked on her desk.

"I'll give you a day off today and take you somewhere."

Jian Yi raised her head with some embarrassment: "Then my thesis..."

Wen Ruo readily agreed: "Postpone it for a week."

"Okay, teacher. Where are we going? Will dinner be provided?"

Jian Yi closed her computer with a click, and locked the paper with complicated data in the cabinet. Her tone was inadvertently a little excited, as if for students, being able to escape the teacher's hand on homework was a great happiness. Wen Ruo was unconsciously infected by her simple happiness.

The corners of his lips curled up, thinking of a student who just ran into his office in panic, saying that Jian Yi had not left the house for half a month and stayed in the classroom every day without saying a word, as if he had depression.

He privately felt that this little girl would not be defeated so easily.

"Let's go eat." Wen Ruo said, "I'm not worrying about graduation and work. I'm taking you out to meet some people."

Jian Yi paused for a moment. She had a keen sixth sense and realized that this was a rare opportunity, so she agreed without hesitation and asked Wen Ru for half an hour to go back and change into more suitable clothes.

She changed into a black skirt with a fishtail style that reached her calves, put a little makeup on her face, and walked down the stairs in high heels with ease.

Wen Ruo's car was parked downstairs. There was another senior in his car, sitting in the back seat, busy tying his bow tie.

Seeing her coming down, Wen Ruo showed appreciation and asked, "Who did you learn these social etiquettes from?"

"I just read it casually in the book. It's okay as long as there are no mistakes." Jian Yi smiled slightly. She subconsciously moved her earlobe. There was nothing there. She put on her high heels again. From the moment she got in the car, a long-lost sense of familiarity enveloped Jian Yi's whole body.

She recalled that year in Kyoto when she was the talk of the town, holding Jin Yanchen's arm and walking around various parties like a hostess with ease.

Every time before going out, she would stand on tiptoe to help Jin Yanchen tie his bow tie. She was like a clumsy child, and under the personal instruction of Jin Yanchen, she gradually learned how to tie the Windsor knot skillfully.

And Jin Yanchen would lean over and put his hand close to her cheek, rub her earlobe with his warm fingertips, and push an exquisite diamond earring into her earlobe.

At that time, they were laughing even when they were kissing. When they laughed, the diamonds on their earlobes swayed and sparkled like the eyes of lovers.

The car drove forward smoothly, and time was like an invisible hand, moving the pointer forward.

Before Jian Yi got off the car, she never thought that she would meet Jin Yanchen at this dinner.

Today's dinner was hosted by a big shot in the financial circle, and it was said that one of the attendees was Wen Ruo's teacher.

Jian Yi blinked and asked the teacher for confirmation. Wen Ruo smiled modestly and didn't tell them who it was.

He only told them that this was a business gathering, and that he happened to have a project that connected these companies, so he simply acted as a guide to bring them here. Which company they could eventually win depended on their own abilities.

Jian Yi was so familiar with such occasions that she even felt at ease. Every step Wen Ruo took with her was the same as the steps Jin Yanchen had taken with her many times before.

The calm conversation and familiar interactions are almost engraved in Jianyi's DNA. These are the sharpness and ambition that Jin Yanchen taught her personally.

She was chatting with the CEO of a superior's company. In fact, she just happened to be helping him with directions, so naturally she had the opportunity to have this conversation.

There weren't many familiar faces at this event today. Perhaps the financial district and those children from aristocratic families were two different circles, and Jian Yi breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

In fact, from the moment Wen Ruo drove into Kyoto, her heart seemed to be tightly grasped in mid-air by a hand.

She was looking forward to, yet dreading, meeting someone.

The boss asked her which city she wanted to stay in after graduation.

Jian Yi hesitated about this question. It seemed as if she was bound by countless people throughout her life. When she was studying, she traveled thousands of miles to Kyoto for a man, and after returning home, she only wanted to be with her grandmother.