Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 132: For Love, No Shame
Back at the InterContinental Hotel, Cheng Ning was wandering in the hotel lobby.

As soon as Jin Yanchen came in with his umbrella folded, he went up to him and handed him a room card.

Jian Yi laughed unceremoniously when she saw this. She poked Jin Yanchen's chest with her fingertips and said, "Didn't they say that Special Assistant Cheng was incompetent and couldn't book a room? Isn't there a ready-made room?"

Jin Yanchen raised his eyebrows, not feeling embarrassed about being exposed. He took the room card lazily and smiled meaningfully.

"I was wrong. Special Assistant Cheng is very good at his job."

Cheng Ning stood there in silence for a while, then quickly took the room card from Jin Yanchen's hand and said calmly, "Sorry, Mr. Jin, this is my room card."

"Ok?"

Jin Yanchen spread out his hands, a genuine look of helplessness welling up on his face, "What should I do, Xiaoyi?"

This trick couldn't be hidden from Jian Yi's eyes.

She walked to the front desk to ask about room availability, grabbed Jin Yanchen's hand, took out his wallet from his windbreaker pocket, and registered and booked a room in one go.

Jin Yanchen let her do what she wanted from beginning to end. He lowered his eyes to their clasped hands and chuckled. Now, no matter what Jian Yi asked him to do, he would do it obediently.

While he was registering with his ID card, Jian Yi went to the door to collect her umbrella. Cheng Ning was about to leave. She glanced at the sky and handed him the umbrella. "Take it. We probably won't need it tonight."

Cheng Ning looked at her and said, "Thank you."

He walked out and suddenly turned back, slowly taking out a notebook from his bag.

The storage folder was a bit like a photo album, and it was filled with a heavy book. Jian Yi looked over and was a bit curious. She felt that Cheng Ning didn't seem to be a collector.

"Ms. Jian, I heard that you graduated. I'll give this to you as a graduation gift." Cheng Ning handed it over and suddenly whispered, "Don't let President Jin see it."

The way he said this was already full of mystery. Jian Yi took the time to glance at Jin Yanchen, who was writing check-in information at the front desk.

She turned her body slightly and opened the photo album that looked like a stamp album.

When the densely packed tickets came into view, she was completely frozen in place.

From Kyoto to Suzhou, it covers almost every train and every moment. Jian Yi's fingertips stroked the ticket voucher with some words missing, and a person seemed to appear in front of her, tall and straight, with a jade-like face, wrapped in a cold blanket in the early morning when the spring weather was just beginning to warm up.

Perhaps he accompanied her in this unbearable city through countless sleepless nights.

Jian Yi's eyes were slightly moist. It wasn't just a ticket for one or two days, it was 446 tickets for a full five years.

"Ms. Jian." Cheng Ning suggested very sincerely: "You should accept Mr. Jin."

"He refused to sit in first class, and asked me to get high-speed train tickets every day. Once, during a holiday, he failed to get a ticket, so he drove to find you and was stuck in traffic on the highway for eight hours."

"For eight hours, I was thinking about nothing but looking at you downstairs. I didn't even have the courage to take a step forward."

Jian Yi's eyelashes trembled, and she managed to steady her voice and asked, "Why doesn't he dare to look for me?"

"Because he said that if love can't give a girl the proper status and responsibilities, then love is a kind of disturbance." Cheng Ning pursed his lips and continued, "When people reach a certain age, they will understand that many things are beyond their control. In fact, the love of men and teenagers is different. On campus, you can have a passionate love affair without worrying about the consequences, but the 30-year-old Jin Yanchen actually wants to give you a result."

Jian Yi curled her fingertips. She had been rational and calm before, but now Cheng Ning's words were like the last conflagration that set her heart on fire.

Jin Yanchen completed the check-in procedures at this time. She turned around and looked at him slowly. Seeing him walking towards the door in the opposite direction of travel, her heart had never been so determined.

So Jian Yi said softly: "There will be results."

"Even if not, I will give him a result." The wind blew, and it turned out that Jin Yanchen came over and held her wrist.

He held a platinum room card in his hand, the room number was 6781, which was exactly the room opposite hers.

Even though he didn't say a word, his smiling eyes said it all - how is it, are you satisfied?

Jian Yi snorted and laughed, imitating his arrogant attitude and keeping silent. She stretched out her arms and stood on tiptoe to lean them on his shoulders.

Jin Yanchen was obviously pleased with her sudden intimacy. He lowered his head slightly and put one hand naturally on her waist.

Jian Yi placed a gentle kiss on his lips.

Now Jin Yanchen was really surprised. This girl was thin-skinned, and because of their unclear relationship, she never acted coquettishly or intimately with him in front of others.

"how?"

"Reward." Jian Yi's eyes curved, and he held up the ticket holder in his hand to show off, "Cheng Ning gave me this as a graduation gift. I like it very much."

Jin Yanchen squinted his eyes and looked at him for a while. His special assistant was really thorough in his work. He arranged the tickets one by one so neatly that even he himself didn't have the patience to sort them out one by one.

He smiled and said with a bit of helplessness, "Now I really have no secrets at all in front of you."

Jian Yi said, "Isn't it good to be honest with each other?"

"Be honest with each other..." Jin Yanchen smiled and glanced at her, "It's good."

Jian Yi subconsciously covered her chest. The wind blew up the hem of her skirt. The high-slit style allowed her to see her legs. Jin Yanchen's eyes fell down, hesitating with a bit of ambiguity. He spoke vaguely, as if he was lingering.

The plane tickets wrapped in plastic film were pressed against her heart. More than 400 of them pressed down on her one by one. She was almost suffocated by the burden of this deep affection.

Jin Yanchen stretched out his fingers at this time, pulled out the thick photo album, and said disapprovingly, "Don't take it as a burden, it's purely my own voluntary action."

Jian Yi looked at him silently. With the ups and downs of life, she once thought that this man was cold and indifferent, like a sacred mountain that would never make a fuss. However, she didn't expect that he could also be so attractive.

She understood at this moment - his love was never expressed in words. He was the silent coast, conveying silent thoughts with waves day after day.

There were a lot of guests in this hotel. When the elevator came down, they swarmed in and the air was filled with the smell of sweat.

Jin Yanchen looked down at the room card, then protected her shoulders and walked away from the crowd.

He casually pointed down the stairs: "It's the sixth floor, shall we climb up?"

Jian Yi whispered "OK".

She always kept one step behind Jin Yanchen, just like many years ago, when she was always used to admiring him and following in his footsteps.

When they climbed to the second floor, Jian Yi stopped. She gently held Jin Yanchen's hand, her voice so soft that it was almost inaudible.

She asked: "Jin Yanchen, do you regret these years?"

"For me, it must be hard to fight against your father, start your own business from scratch, step down from a high position and climb up again, right?"

Jin Yanchen slowed down his pace, and when there was a small open space at the corner of the stairs, he turned around and hugged her, his eyes warm and gentle.

"Nothing hard."

"It's not shameful to do it for love. What's more, it's for our future."