Jingxia Rose

Chapter 10010: My Girlfriend, Ji Xuan
His words not only shocked the two socialites, but they could only laugh awkwardly and slink away with their wine glasses.

As for whether they actually relayed that message to Qin Luoxi, and what Qin Luoxi's state of mind was, Wen Qi didn't know, and neither did Ji Xuan.

All she knew was that his protectiveness and assertiveness warmed her heart at that moment.

His eyes, tinged with the scent of wine, seemed to be filled with a dazzling galaxy, both radiant and tender.

When Wen Qi turned around, he saw this scene. The coldness and sharpness in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by her beautiful, slightly flushed face. His Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably.

In the end, he was forcibly pulled back to his senses by the people who came to chat him up and offer him a drink.

He drank quite a bit tonight, but it didn't show on his face. He even walked with a straight posture, and when the banquet ended, he was able to say goodbye to everyone with clear logic.

As he turned around, he glanced briefly at Qin Luoxi standing behind Madam Qin, then quickly looked away. He spoke a few words to Wen Jingyan and Sui Yi outside before bending down to get into the car.

But Ji Xian could tell from some of his subtle actions that he was drunk, but he was still rational and conscious.

As soon as the car started, Wen Qi shed the composure and calmness he had just been putting on. He reached up, loosened his tie, unbuttoned his collar, and leaned his head on her shoulder.

"Why don't you speak?"

The man's warm breath sprayed onto her fair neck, his voice a few decibels hoarse.

Ji Xian simply took off his tie, folded it neatly, and asked, "What did you say?"

Wen Qi felt wronged by tonight's banquet, but she never said anything and remained calm throughout.

Perhaps I felt something was off about me, wondering when I started getting so hung up on these kinds of things?

Having known her for so long, I know she has always been a gentle and mild-mannered person.

“Didn’t you stand up for me?” Ji Xuan said. “That’s enough.”

Given the close relationship between the Wen and Qin families, how could they possibly have a falling out over such a trivial matter?

Wouldn't she then become a source of trouble?

Moreover, that's enough. The statement, "I respect the Qin family, and I want her to respect my girlfriend as well," carries significant weight.

Back at Canglan Residence, Ji Xian asked Aunt Zhao to serve him two bowls of hangover soup.

The hangover soup was ordered before I left home today. Such a banquet inevitably involves drinking. Wen Qi has a stomachache problem, and Ji Xian is very thoughtful, taking good care of his daily life.

After drinking the hangover soup, Ji Xian helped him to the bathroom, while she went to remove her makeup and go to another bathroom.

As she was doing her skincare routine, she saw a handsome figure walking gracefully towards her in the mirror. Her hand, which was patting on the face cream, paused as she felt her back pressed against the man's hard and hot chest, and two muscular arms wrapped around her waist.

A soft, fragrant touch on her fair, smooth shoulder sent a shivering, tingling sensation through her body, adding a touch of allure and mystery to the spacious master bedroom.

Wen Qi is not a person who is obsessed with desires; on the contrary, he is very restrained in this regard.

Although they had been together for four years, they didn't have much physical intimacy in the first two years; they rarely even held hands, let alone anything else.

They only gradually became close during the year they started living together.

When adult men and women live together, it's almost inevitable that things will get out of hand.

Moreover, their relationship was already legitimate back then.

That night, Ji Xuan didn't know when she fell asleep. When she woke up the next day, it was already eight o'clock.

For the past few weekends, Linqi Capital has been working overtime, including yesterday, Saturday. Today is Sunday, a day off that the company has finally gotten.

Ji Xuan usually has his own biological clock and doesn't need an alarm clock to wake up on time.

This is the first time I've ever overslept. It's clear I was really exhausted last night.

Ji Xian climbed out of bed, feeling as if all the bones in his body were about to fall apart. Wen Qi last night was slightly different from usual; he seemed to have thrown the concept of restraint to the back of his mind, silently prolonging the thick night.

When they came down, the entire villa was completely silent. People walked very quietly and never made any noise, for fear of disturbing Wen Qi.

"Good morning, Miss Ji."

When Aunt Zhao saw her come down, she greeted her with a soft smile, "Do you have a headache? I made some honey water, drinking some will make you feel better."

Ji Xian thanked her, not wanting to trouble her, and followed her into the kitchen to help.

When she's resting at home, she doesn't just sit around waiting to be waited on; instead, she often helps the villa's residents with chores, especially in the kitchen, where she spends the most time.

At first, Aunt Zhao and the others were apprehensive and reluctant, but Ji Xuan persisted. She didn't act like she was putting on an act and had no airs at all. The servants also loved to be around her.

After breakfast, she took a walk in the yard, trimmed the white roses that the maid had just bought, and put them in vases in the living room, dining room, and bedroom.

The place where Wen Qi spends the most time at home, besides his bedroom, is his study.

It does not diminish his nickname of "workaholic" at all.

The word "dating" simply doesn't exist in his vocabulary. He has absolutely no romantic sense and is also somewhat of a straight man.

He put aside many distracting thoughts and returned to the way he and Ji Xian got along best.

So when Ji Xuan entered the study with coffee, the first thing he asked when he looked up was about the progress of a certain project's charter.

Ji Xuan immediately suppressed the tenderness in his eyes, replaced it with calmness, and spoke skillfully.

The two didn't emerge from the study until lunchtime, and even at the dinner table, they were analyzing data.

Perhaps it's because they've been inseparable for the past two years that their way of getting along has become so different from how they interact when they're at get off work.

The sheer volume of numbers was enough to give anyone a headache, but Aunt Zhao and the other staff were already used to it.

Shortly after 3 p.m., the two set off together for the Junlang Golf Course.

Junlang is the largest golf course in Beijing. It is a membership-based course and was founded by the second son of the Yi family. Wen Qi invested in and held shares in the course in his personal capacity.

Besides their boss Shang Lin, Shang Chong's side also included a project director, a planning director, and two female secretaries. To show their sincerity, they arrived half an hour early to wait for Wen Qi.

Wen Qi was dressed more casually today, and instead of leather shoes, he was wearing a pair of white sneakers.

It added a touch of youthful vigor to him, but diminished some of the sharpness he had cultivated over the years in the business world.

He walked over and extended his hand first, "Mr. Shang, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Shang Lin quickly grasped it, "President Wen, you're too kind. We just arrived recently."

Wen Qi shook hands with the other two directors, and finally introduced, "This is my girlfriend, Ji Xuan."

Shang Lin's words "Secretary Ji" stuck in his throat, giving him a feeling that he couldn't spit them out or swallow them down.

He noticed that Ji Xian was dressed quite casually today, with his hair tied in a high ponytail and wearing a white hat. He didn't look like he was there to discuss business at all; he looked like he was there to play ball.

His introduction, in particular, is quite intriguing.

Wen Qi and Ji Xuan's relationship was no secret, but at work, everyone habitually called her 'Secretary Ji'.

Shang Lin was a shrewd man. Since Wen Qi didn't want to talk about business, he decided to chat casually. When they arrived at the court, he subtly changed his form of address and asked, "Miss Ji must be quite good at playing court, right? How about you have a match with Xiao Song?"