Jingxia Rose

Chapter 166 [Shi Yi 016] I hope you can leave Yi Xu
Upon hearing this, Yi Xu glanced at her leisurely for a while before raising an eyebrow and saying, "Actually... we don't necessarily have to go to a hotel; other places are fine too."

"Where?"

"Go to my house."

Shi Wan paused, slowly turned her head, narrowed her eyes, and said in a soft tone, "You brought people home?"

Yi Xu sensed the confusion and probing in her words and laughed, “No. You’re the first. I used to own about twenty properties, but I gave some away and sold others. I usually live in Jingyuan, which is a large apartment. I’ve never taken anyone there.”

He explained it clearly.

But Shi Wan also guessed from his words that those who were given away or sold were most likely given to his ex-girlfriends, or that he had lived with his ex-girlfriends and then sold them after they broke up.

It's a miracle that he still has more than ten of those twenty-odd apartments left, given how fast he dates.

Or is it that he intended to give it away but didn't?
Shi Wan scoffed inwardly and glanced at him indifferently. "No, it's unnecessary. The nearest hotel is less than 500 meters away. Let's hurry, we have to go to work tomorrow. The sooner we start, the sooner we finish."

"..."

How could someone possibly make it in time for something like this?
Perhaps it was because of what she said later that he didn't notice the underlying meaning of the words "unnecessary" at the beginning, and he didn't have the mind to think about it now.

The place wasn't far; it only took a few minutes to drive there, drive around a bit, get to the hotel, and check into the room—it took no more than ten minutes.

After the two went upstairs and took a shower, what happened next was natural and self-evident.

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In late May, as Yi Xu's birthday approached, and it was also the time he felt he and Yi Xu had been together for almost two years, he was preparing a birthday party and decided to formally introduce Shi Wan to his friends in the industry on his birthday.

Before Yi Xu told her about the dinner party, Shi Wan had already learned about it from Ji Xuan.

She didn't agree immediately, but hesitated for a moment. However, she later felt that there was nothing she couldn't do. Apart from their physical relationship, they could be considered friends.

I agreed.

It was a weekday, and it had been almost a week since the two last met.

One was Shi Wanmang, and the other was Yi Xu who went on a four-day business trip to another province.

Yi Xu offered to pick her up, but Shi Wan declined, saying she was busy and might be a little late, and told them to eat and play first.

Yi Xu invited quite a few people to this birthday party; as the host, he naturally had to entertain his friends.

She had only been at work for a few minutes when she received a call from a local Beijing number.

Because of her job, she often receives calls from unknown numbers, so she answered them casually, saying, "Hello."

"Hello."

The voice on the other end of the phone was that of a middle-aged woman, gentle yet with a commanding presence.

"Are you Shi Wan?"

"Yes." Shi Wan was taken aback. "And you are?"

"I'm Yi Xu's mother." The woman's voice carried a hint of amusement. "I'm sorry to call you so suddenly, I hope I didn't bother you?"

Upon hearing her identity, Shi Wan was immediately stunned.

I was somewhat surprised and confused.

But soon, the flame of doubt in her heart was extinguished. She seemed to have an answer, yet she also seemed not to.

She and Yi Xu were just casual sex partners; surely his mother wouldn't give her a huge check?

"What brings you here, Mrs. Yi?"

She didn't ask Mrs. Yi the stupid question of how she got her number.

For a family like the Yi family, investigating someone is as simple as saying a word; within half an hour, someone will hand over all her information.

That is power.

"I'd like to get to know you."

Mrs. Yi's words were not just a casual conversation, but a formal acquaintance, and coupled with her gentle voice, they did indeed sound harmless.

Of course, it would be even better if we removed the aura of her long-term high position.

Shi Wan wasn't foolish enough to think that she just wanted to get to know her casually. Before she could speak, Mrs. Yi added, "I'm right downstairs from your company. If you have time, how about we sit in the coffee shop across the street and have a cup of coffee?"

Shi Wan was currently in a passive position. She pursed her lips and agreed anyway.

After hanging up the phone, she took her phone and went straight down the elevator.

Mrs. Yi seemed to recognize her; as soon as she entered the coffee shop, Mrs. Yi, who was at the far end of the corner, waved to her.

Mrs. Yi looked very young and well-maintained; she didn't look like she was fifty at all. Her beautiful face was adorned with a gentle and dignified smile, and she was dressed in a Chanel-style suit.

She possesses an elegant and graceful demeanor, exuding both grace and nobility.

You can tell at a glance that she's from a wealthy family.

Shi Wan walked over and nodded slightly, "Hello."

"Don't be shy, have a seat." Mrs. Yi smiled. "I didn't know what you liked to drink, so I ordered a cappuccino, which is something all girls like to drink."

Shi Wan glanced at the coffee in front of her, her red lips curving slightly. "Thank you."

She didn't drink, letting Mrs. Yi across from her scrutinize her.

After a while, Mrs. Yi looked away, took a sip of coffee, and her first impression of Shi Wan was not bad.

At least she won't be like some people who, after learning her identity, become obsequious and fawning.

Mrs. Yi said, "You're not quite what I imagined; you're even more beautiful than I saw on my phone and in photos."

They had indeed investigated her.

So, the reason they approached her was most likely because of her special relationship with Yi Xu?
"Is that so?" Shi Wan smiled. "I'm a straightforward person and don't like beating around the bush. If there's anything you need to say, please feel free to speak frankly."

Mrs. Yi did not see any tension or pleading on her face, but rather straightforwardness and composure.

She paused, put down her coffee cup, and said slowly, "I hope you can leave Yi Xu."

really……

“My family has arranged a girl for him who is good in age, appearance, character, and family background. They are aiming for marriage, so please understand my good intentions.”

Shi Wan understands, of course she understands.

It's a family marriage between wealthy families.

This is perfectly normal.

However, there were also things she didn't understand.

She and Yi Xu were just casual sex partners, did she really need his mother to come and tell her that herself?
Isn’t it a bit overkill?

Although it didn't involve throwing out checks as I had imagined, it was close enough.

"You can talk to him directly about such a small matter. Why bother coming to me?"

Of all coffees, Shi Wan's least favorite is cappuccino.

There's no reason why, I just didn't like it from the first sip.

But now, she picked it up and took a small sip. Her first instinct was to frown in disgust, but she didn't put it down and took a second sip.

“I know my son; he's still interested in you.”

Oh, so you mean you couldn't persuade Yi Xu, so you had to come to her.

By the third bite, Shi Wan had barely swallowed it and chuckled softly.

“I think you’re different from other women, at least… smarter than them. You shouldn’t be fantasizing about things you shouldn’t.”

What are you fantasizing about?
Should I marry Yi Xu?
That's wishful thinking on Mrs. Yi's part; she is a staunch non-marriage advocate.

But there's no need to tell these things to a stranger.

By the fourth bite, she finally couldn't help but put it down. Her gaze remained calm, a smile playing on her lips, and she simply replied, "Okay."

Young Master Yi is about to explode; his house has been raided.