Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 122 Xiaoyi, You Are Here
Zhou Ze was stunned where he stood.

However, the scene that shocked him even more was yet to come.

Everyone sat at the same table during dinner. The wave of urging marriage this year seemed to have passed. Most of them had started families and careers, and the remaining two who were not married naturally became the target of public criticism.

Mo Yucheng brought Mo Yihang over. Children with sweet words are likable, so the topic immediately turned from his marriage to which school Mo Yihang will go to in the future.

Jin Ming sat at the main table and couldn't stop sighing.

Although Mo Jia is a bit muddled, at least he has two children at home and the incense will not be cut off.

Then look at my own son, who looks like a cool and noble gentleman, but is actually even more shabby than the Mohist. If you want to lecture him, he will just say yes, with a lazy and casual attitude, and you can tell at a glance that he doesn't take your words to heart.

Jin Ming couldn't help but ask in a deep voice: "Yanchen, what do you think?"

"You have worked so hard for so many years, are you willing to let your family business disappear in your hands?"

"How about I donate it to the welfare home and accumulate some merit for you?"

"You!" Jin Ming was so angry that he couldn't speak. Due to the presence of outsiders, he picked up a cup of tea and drank it gulply, then began to reason with him.

"I know you still resent what happened in the past, so I'll just make it clear to you this time. You and I are father and son, and we are actually the same people in essence."

Jin Yanchen raised his eyelids and looked over.

"Guess why I let you do whatever you want outside all these years? When you broke up with that girl, you were actually making the same choice I made back then."

Jin Ming said, "I also have a distinguished family background, but I went bankrupt and ended up living in Hong Kong. My company was in trouble, and your mother's family refused to help me. At that time, I had only two options: either I would become a deadbeat, or I would find someone else to rise to prominence. You are my son, and you can see the situation more calmly and clearly than I do. I only gave you a little punishment, and you immediately realized that the situation was not favorable."

"If you want to stay with her forever, I won't touch you, but it's easy to make a girl unable to survive here. Xiaozhi is clinging to you, and you hold the power of the company but don't care about it. You have no qualifications to compete, so you abandon her without hesitation. This choice is the most favorable option for both you and her."

In the end, Jin Ming was convinced by his own theory.

He poured another cup of tea and said magnanimously, "As long as you marry a decent wife to keep her at home, I will no longer interfere in your affairs with her. The Jin family has been attracting attention in recent years, and its foundation is unstable, so we need a trump card to protect them."

Having said that, I think it is quite open.

Jin Yanchen sneered to himself. His emotion was restrained and no one around him noticed it. However, Jin Ming, who was sitting next to him, clearly saw the coldness that flashed across his eyes.

"I am different from you. I judge the situation and weigh the pros and cons. I am not like you who betrayed two women at the same time. Don't make selfishness sound so fresh and refined. And I have recently understood a truth..."

"You can't be loved if you are too calm and rational."

Jin Yanchen's expression remained calm as he said this and left.

Several uncles and aunts stopped him and took turns to persuade him.

Jin Yanchen sneered and looked down with a haughty attitude.

"You couldn't decide on my marriage two years ago. Do you think you can control me now?"

Jin Ming was so angry that he threw a teacup over. The fine blue and white porcelain made a crisp sound when it hit the ground.

The guests present all looked at him sideways, but Jin Yanchen walked past him without changing his expression and went straight out the door.

Jin Yanchen drove onto the Beijing-Suzhou Expressway. He had driven this route so often this month that this route was almost more impressive to him than the route he took home.

He parked his car on the street where Jian Yi lived.

This is an old street. It becomes quiet at night, with few passing vehicles. The street lights on both sides of the road shine straight down, and even the tiny fluctuations in the air can be seen clearly.

There were still white cloth lanterns hanging under the porch of the Jian family. From a distance, it looked desolate. Jin Yanchen rolled down half of the car window and looked over. It seemed as if he saw a small person walking out, wearing a light green floral dress. Her eyes were full of stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat. Even if she was crying, she would raise her slender neck and look at him. Jin Yanchen remembered the scene when they first met.

That was the darkest moment of his life, with two bloody lives on his shoulders. That day he returned to his mother's hometown, hoping to atone for his sins and support her schooling.

He wanted her to go out into the world because he was born without freedom and was trapped in the morbid cage of power and could hardly struggle.

But he didn't expect that this girl would eventually bring the world to him.

In the silent night, Jin Yanchen chuckled softly. He planned to use a cigar to dispel the long night. The moment the cigarette lighter in the car was pressed, Jin Yanchen seemed to see something move in front of him.

He subconsciously looked up and gradually saw the face of the person in the dim firelight.

Jian Yi came to see him.

He had traveled a lot in his life and had woven a dream of prosperity and vanity for many people. However, at this moment, when Jian Yi slowly walked towards him, Jin Yanchen seemed to fall into his own dream of vanity.

His smile made people's heart beat faster. "Xiaoyi, you're here."
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The air here is much better than in Kyoto. Gardenias are planted on both sides of the road. The flowering period is already at its end, but the fragrance is still refreshing.

Jin Yanchen's hand holding the cigarette paused.

Soon I heard an angry voice in my ear: "Jin Yanchen, you are smoking again."

Those familiar memories once again swept through his mind. Jin Yanchen reached out and put out the cigarette, saying gently, "Okay, I won't smoke anymore in the future."

"How can I control your future?" Jian Yi glanced at him. She was wearing a thin floral dress and her hair reached her shoulders. She was standing in front of the lush gardenias, looking breathtakingly beautiful.

"I'm just afraid you'll smudge my flowers."

Jin Yanchen just smiled indulgently, and Jian Yi often couldn't find a word to describe his eyes.

He is like an obscure poem, whose specific meaning cannot be expressed, so we can only broadly say that he is like the sea.

This sea is full of gentle waves as the storm gradually subsides, and she is the only island approaching him.

Jin Yanchen looked down at the time. It was one in the morning. He asked softly, "Why did you come down? Can't you sleep?"

Jian Yi looked at him calmly, but said, "Your company's documents have been sent to my home."

Jin Yanchen suddenly realized: "Cheng Ning must have misunderstood."

What did Cheng Ning mean by misunderstanding?

He had been here for five days out of a week's schedule, and in the end his trusted secretary couldn't find him, so he just called Yang Chengning to ask about Jian Yi.

After Jian Yi answered Cheng Ning's call at home, she stood up from the old rattan chair and glanced downstairs. She saw Jin Yanchen's car parked downstairs with the headlights on. His face was hidden in the darkness of half of the windows, and he smoked in a skillful and lazy manner.

At that moment, no matter how hard she tried, she could not suppress the surging emotions in her heart.

"Cheng Ning said you have a meeting at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. It takes two and a half hours to drive from Kyoto to here. You have to get up at seven o'clock tomorrow morning."

Jin Yanchen hummed lightly, raised his eyes, and asked with a smile, "Are you going to take me in for one night?"

"It's a good idea to exchange gifts. Don't be too polite."

Jian Yi deliberately drew a clear line of distance. She spoke softly, "Even though we are no longer in love, you still have a great place in my heart. I am very grateful to you for sponsoring my schooling and leading me forward. I am always grateful to you, not resentful. For a relationship to last, it is always a matter of fate. I understand that you have no choice."

"So if you come, I will welcome you." Jian Yi's voice gradually became lower when she finished speaking. She squatted down slightly, and her eyes were level with Jin Yanchen in the car.