Jingxia Rose

Chapter 29: Resignation Letter
There were some vegetables in the refrigerator, so the two decided to cook lunch at home. Ji Xian was a good cook, so she naturally took the lead in the cooking.

Shi Wan assisted her, picking and washing vegetables, and handing her plates.

The two chatted as they cooked.

Within a few words, Shi Wan noticed the change in her mood. She tilted her head and asked tentatively, her eyes sparkling, "Did you and Wen Qi have a fight?"

Wow, that was quite an achievement.

These two are finally able to argue; that's a step forward.

Ji Xian glanced at her and knew what she was thinking. He smiled bitterly, "No, there's nothing between us to argue about. Besides... with his personality, even if he wanted to argue, would we actually start?"

Of course, she wasn't the kind of person who would make trouble for no reason.

It's precisely because the two people have such similar personalities that their interactions feel so dull.

It's one thing to feel relieved and come to terms with something, but it takes courage to speak it out.

She heated the oil in a wok until it started to smoke, then added the prepared vegetables and stir-fried them.

"What's wrong with you?" Shi Wan had nothing to do, so she leaned against the edge of the kitchen counter, watching her cook, and asked again, "You even deliberately made an excuse to come here."

This has never happened before.

"I want to resign."

"!!!"

Shi Wan's pupils visibly widened. She even suspected that the noise from the integrated stove's range hood and the sizzling sound of the stir-frying in the pot was too loud, causing her ears to hallucinate.

"what?"

Shi Wan raised her hand and picked at her ear.

Ji Xian glanced at her indifferently, added salt to the dish, and didn't repeat himself.

Shi Wan simply turned off the stove for her, grabbed her shoulders, and asked, "You're going to quit your job?! Are you serious?"

The salary of a secretary in the president's office at Linqi Capital is not low, especially for someone like Ji Xuan, whose job covers many different roles. When traveling abroad on business, he can also act as a translator for Wen Qi.

Moreover, as Wen Qi's girlfriend, she was very generous with her salary, with an annual income of at least a million, not to mention year-end bonuses.

But Shi Wan knew that she didn't care about such things right now.

She also knew that the nature of her work alongside Wen Qi had long since changed.

If I choose to resign now, it would be tantamount to breaking up with you.

Ji Xian pursed his lips and didn't speak. He gently pushed her hand away, relit the fire, and continued to stir-fry.

"What happened? Tell me quickly, you're driving me crazy!" Shi Wan asked anxiously. "What's wrong? Did Wen Qi do something to wrong you?"

That shouldn't be the case!
I've heard about Qi's rigid personality...

That's highly unlikely.

“No, it’s just… I think what you said before was right.” She looked at the food in the pot, her expression forlorn and indifferent. “We’ve been playing guessing games for four years now.”

enough.

Her role as a secretary lasted for more than 1,400 days.

She really couldn't hold on any longer.

Shi Wan was dumbfounded. She didn't say those things with the intention of persuading them to break up, but rather to help them get closer and encourage Ji Xian to talk to Wen Qi more about things instead of keeping them bottled up inside.

They're not even married yet, but they're living like an old married couple who've been together for ten or twenty years.

This is quite tiring.

But to my surprise, these words had a surprisingly good effect, and it seems they were a little too good.

"Ah-Xian, you...I..."

There's a saying that goes, "You can tear down a temple in a year, but you can't break up a marriage." Shi Wan panicked for a moment, but quickly calmed down. She knew that Ji Xian wasn't the kind of person who would listen to whatever others said. She was very opinionated and knew exactly what she wanted.

The fact that she could say such a thing suggests that she had already made a decision.

Before making the decision, they must have thought it through carefully.

Knowing that she had her own plans and was stubborn, Shi Wan didn't intend to persuade her. She couldn't say she felt sorry for her, but she was also a little annoyed with Wen Qi.

This man is really not suited for dating!
Ji Xuan plated the dishes. "You might have to stay with me for a few days."

Thinking of this, she felt a pang of sadness.

Two years ago, she moved to Canglanju because her previous rented house had a leak, which caused a rift with the landlord. The landlord insisted on blaming her and making her pay compensation, and the matter almost led to a lawsuit.

At that time, Shi Wan had not yet bought this house and was sharing it with others, so it was inconvenient for her to go there.

In the end, it was Wen Qi who noticed that she always looked worried and had even taken two days off. After asking her, he learned that she had finally stepped in to help her resolve the issue and took the opportunity to suggest that she move in with him.

She didn't buy a house either. Although she had enough savings to buy a house, she couldn't afford a big villa because the housing prices in Beijing were too high. But she could afford a three-bedroom, two-living-room commercial property.

Come to think of it, she's been too complacent these past two years and hasn't paid attention to this.

There's no time to rent a place now; looking at apartments takes time.

So after she moves out of Canglan Residence, she needs to stay with Shi Wan for a while and look at other houses.

She has always longed for the home she desires, and she doesn't necessarily need someone else to provide it for her; she can provide it herself.

Shi Wan had no choice but to agree. She waved her hand and said generously, "I'll go to the real estate bureau tomorrow and add your name to my property certificate. This house is so big, it's empty for me to live here alone. You can keep me company."

Ji Xian was amused by her. "If I had known, I would have invested in it and bought a big villa. Then we could have lived together as a couple."

Shi Wanshen agreed and nodded vigorously.

That makes sense.

Men will only slow down their ability to make money and enjoy life.

The two had lunch and cake, then snuggled up on the sofa in the living room and watched a movie. Ji Xuan didn't take a taxi back to Canglan Residence until after dinner.

Aunt Zhao was changing the water for the roses that had been planted yesterday. Seeing her in the yard, she greeted her with a smile, "Miss Ji, you're back."

"Ah."

Ji Xian looked away from the crabapple tree, responded softly, and walked over. He noticed that one of the roses in Aunt Zhao's hand was a little wilted, and stopped in his tracks. "This flower... is it about to wither?"

Aunt Zhao also found it strange, and said with a puzzled tone, "I don't know what's wrong. The flowers were just put up yesterday, but they're already a bit wilted today. I wonder if they were picked a long time ago and the owner deliberately let them in!"

In the end, I even got a little annoyed.

The owner of this flower field is dishonest and doesn't know how to do business; he sold inferior goods as superior ones.

Don't they even consider who ordered the flowers from? They dare to fool them.

Ms. Ji did a good job canceling the order.

No wonder the boss was so flustered when I called yesterday afternoon, and he was trying so hard to make amends.

Ji Xian chuckled softly, gazing at the half-drooping flower, a hint of loneliness and melancholy flashing in his eyes.

May and June are the peak blooming season for roses, and also the time when they are at their most beautiful.

She glanced sideways at the parking space. They usually didn't drive their cars into the garage; there was a designated parking spot next to the yard.

There was only her white Porsche there, indicating that Wen Qi had not yet returned.

"Just throw away the wilted flowers; you can't force it."

She smiled faintly, said those words, and went upstairs.

After taking a shower, she lay in bed, picked up her laptop, opened Word, enlarged the font size, and heavily typed three words—Resignation Letter.

(End of this chapter)