Jingxia Rose

Chapter 3 003: The Fourth Anniversary
The next morning, Ji Xian woke up, washed up, and went to the dressing room to prepare the clothes Wen Qi would wear that day.

From suits and ties to cufflinks, watches, and even socks, everything was neatly arranged.

When she returned to the room, Wen Qi was already awake. She greeted him with a "good morning" and went downstairs to prepare coffee for him.

Over the past few years, Wen Qi has gotten used to drinking the coffee she brews.

She's even reached the point where she can instantly tell if someone else made the soup or not, and then look down on others for doing it.

After Wen Qi finished dressing and sat down at the dining table, Ji Xuan picked up his tablet and asked him how he planned to handle the original schedule for the next two days.

After making notes one by one, she suddenly remembered to remind them, "This Saturday is the 80th birthday banquet of the Qin family's matriarch."

"Prepare the gifts." Wen Qi took a sip of his aromatic coffee. "I'll be back before Saturday."

"it is good."

Ji Xian made a note of it, put down the tablet, picked up his chopsticks, and ate breakfast.

What gift would you like?

Wen Qi's question came as abruptly, and Ji Xuan didn't react immediately. Her soft voice rose at the end, "Huh? What?"

"Fourth Anniversary".

Ji Xian was slightly taken aback, then realized that their fourth anniversary would be in two days.

Wen Qi isn't exactly a romantic person; he never says sweet words or creates surprises, but he is someone who appreciates rituals.

On any memorable day in the past, he would ask her what she liked or wanted.

For example, birthdays, anniversaries, Valentine's Day, etc.

He would grant her any request.

He was a generous boss and boyfriend, offering her a good salary and generous gifts on holidays.

Her current Porsche is a birthday gift she received two years ago.

The designer bags, clothes, and jewelry in the upstairs dressing room were mostly gifts he had given to the family over the years.

If you're asking what you want, then yes, it is.

only……

Ji Xian, lost in thought, smiled softly, "I never imagined that I lacked nothing."

"There's still time. You can take your time to think it over. Send it to me on WeChat when you're ready."

Judging from his words and tone, Ji Xian almost thought he was giving her orders as if he were on a job, or that he was carrying out a task.

She pursed her lips, said nothing, and finished the rest of the porridge in the bowl.

Ji Xuan went upstairs, put on some light makeup, grabbed her bag, and went out.

The morning air was filled with the fresh scent of earth, and the misty drizzle carried a slight chill.

The white Porsche drove out of the yard, and the two remained silent the whole way.

Half an hour later, the car arrived at the airport. Wen Qi unbuckled his seatbelt and, seeing her preparing to remove the car keys, said, "Don't get out of the car, I'll go in myself."

Ji Xian withdrew his hand from the air and nodded. "Have a safe journey."

"Contact me anytime if you need anything."

"it is good."

Ji Xuan watched him get out of the car, take a suitcase out of the trunk, and watch his back recede into the distance through the passenger window until he disappeared from sight completely.

For some reason, her heart felt empty, as if it had been gnawed away by something.

After a long pause, she took a deep breath, started the car, and drove towards Linqi Building.

The company's work hours start at nine o'clock. Wen Qi is a very punctual person. She has always arrived at work together with Wen Qi and has never been late.

It was almost 10 o'clock when I arrived at the company.

"Secretary Ji."

As soon as she entered the office area, Cui Min, who had just come from the printer, saw her and immediately said, "I've finished writing the self-criticism and sent it to your email."

Ji Xian nodded slightly, "Mm." Another secretary passing by, Ye Xueyan, saw her and asked in surprise, "Secretary Ji, why are you so late today?"

"I've taken Mr. Wen to the airport."

Ye Xueyan then realized that someone was missing from her side and asked, "President Wen is away on a business trip? I didn't receive any notification... Wait a minute, if President Wen is away on a business trip, why didn't you come with him?"

There are nine people in the secretary's office, including her. Two of them are executive assistants, and there is also an intern named Cui Min.

The fact that Wen Qi takes her with him wherever he goes has become a stereotype among everyone in the secretary's office.

Offices are the perfect breeding ground for gossip, where rumors spread like wildfire.

Wen Qi has never liked to involve his private life in his work, and he especially dislikes becoming the subject of other people's gossip.

Just as everyone knew about their relationship, Wen Qi never hesitated to admit it, or deliberately avoided or concealed it, but whenever they were at the company, he always addressed her as 'Secretary Ji'.

Since Wen Qi's trip to Hong Kong was for private matters, there was no need to tell anyone else.

It's just that his absence these past few days won't be a secret, and there's no need to hide it.

Ji Xian then raised his voice to everyone in the secretary's office, saying, "President Wen has been away these past few days, and the original schedule has changed. Secretary Ye, please call Chairman Zhou and inform him that tonight's dinner is canceled."

In just a few words, he steered the conversation to work and also boosted the morale of others.

Ye Xueyan also knew that Secretary Ji's mouth was like a sawed-off gourd, and she couldn't get anything out of him.

Working in the president's office at Linqi Capital, the first thing you have to do is control your curiosity.

She nodded in agreement, "Yes."

During Wen Qi's absence, Ji Xuan did not have any free time; he worked until nine o'clock that night before leaving get off work.

The rain that had been falling for two days finally stopped. Perhaps because she had been caught in the rain and wind last night, she suddenly developed a fever in the middle of the night.

She had a fever of 38.7 degrees Celsius. After taking her temperature, she quickly swallowed a few pills, covered herself with a blanket and sweated profusely. When she woke up the next day, apart from looking a little pale, she was basically fine.

When Aunt Zhao brought out breakfast, she saw Ji taking pills with warm water and asked with concern, "Miss Ji, you don't look well. Are you feeling unwell? Should we call the family doctor to take a look?"

"It's nothing." Ji Xuan put down his cup. "It's just a bit of a cold. A couple of pills will do the trick."

Perhaps due to her upbringing, she was used to being independent.

They don't like to confide in others, don't like to act coquettishly, and don't like to rely too much on others.

Aunt Zhao had known her for over two years and understood her personality, but she still advised, "The weather hasn't been very good lately, with fluctuating temperatures, making it easy to catch a cold. With the young master away, you must take good care of yourself."

Ji Xian smiled and agreed. After having breakfast, he drove to the company.

There is a video conference at 10:00 AM.

Company executives entered one after another. Ji Xuan placed the tablet at the head of the long table, pointing it at the large screen in front of him. When the time was up, the video call connected, and Wen Qi appeared on the screen.

From his perspective, he can see the people on both sides of the table.

Ji Xuan sat on the lower right, still dressed in a suit and tie. The background behind him suggested a hotel setting.

Wen Qi shifted his gaze slightly, meeting hers directly.

Even through the screen, Ji Xuan understood the meaning in his eyes and looked at one of them, "Let's begin, Manager Yu."

Manager Yu, who was called out, walked to the front with his PowerPoint presentation and began his report.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was quiet and serious, with only Manager Yu's voice speaking eloquently from above.

"Wen Qi, is my bag with you?"

A gentle and melodious female voice suddenly came from Wen Qi's video feed.

Because she was close to the camera, everyone only saw her graceful and slender figure, but not her face.

The woman's voice, tinged with surprise, subtly moved off-screen, asking, "Are you in a meeting?"

Wen Qi responded, glancing around the sofa. "Not here."

"Where did I put it just now?"

The natural interaction and conversation between the two made the atmosphere in the conference room somewhat awkward and strange.

Everyone's gaze involuntarily and quietly fell on Ji Xuan.