Jingxia Rose

Chapter 30: Unexpected Change

This wasn't the first time Ji Xian had written a resignation letter. He had written one at the company where he interned during his senior year of college, and later, when he came to Linqi, he had seen many resignation letters submitted by employees.

It's safe to say they're very familiar with the process.

When writing this letter, I hesitated for a long time over the choice of words and phrases, rewriting and deleting, and it took me a long time to finish. I then went through it several times from beginning to end before I was sure of the final version.

However, looking at this resignation letter, she felt a mix of emotions.

It's sour, painful, astringent, oppressive, suffocating, and sad.

But she didn't have red eyes or cry.

Wen Qi returned very late. He had been drinking and was quite drunk, but he could still recognize her.

Ji Xian quickly asked Aunt Zhao to make a hangover soup and then pushed him into the bathroom to take a shower.

She felt she was being too dedicated, standing so steadily on her girlfriend's last shift.

But that night, she didn't stay in the same room with him; instead, she went to the guest room.

When Wen Qi woke up the next day, Ji Xian was already dressed and making coffee downstairs.

A hangover is never pleasant; a headache is bearable, but a feeling of heaviness is still present.

Ji Xian first pushed a glass of honey lemon water over, "Drink this first to calm down."

Wen Qi responded softly, picked up the glass, took a sip, and glanced at her.

Her fair and delicate face was covered with light makeup, her eyebrows were slender, her almond eyes were calm, and she was wearing a light blue chiffon shirt with a unique design, paired with black wide-leg suit pants.

The overall design is simple yet sophisticated.

"Last night..." His voice was a little hoarse, and he hesitated carefully, "What time did I get back?"

"It's almost eleven o'clock."

"Feel sorry……"

Wen Qi murmured softly. He had agreed to pick Shi Wan up in the evening, but not only did he not go, he also got drunk.

It was also because of Yi Xu's antics that the two of them talked about the ring while having lunch at Junlang.

Although Yi Xu is a rich kid, he also manages his family's company affairs. Especially after his father sent him to Italy to expand the business this year, his whole demeanor has become much more composed.

When Yi Xu heard him propose on the phone, she was overjoyed and made a lot of teasing remarks.

Yesterday at lunch, the two talked about this again. Yi Xu is not a jewelry designer, but he knows about jewelry, so he asked about his design philosophy or what his preferences are.

Upon hearing Qi mention that Ji Xian liked white roses, and then fall silent, he raised an eyebrow. "That's it?"

"what else?"

"For example, what style you like, how many carats of diamonds you want, whether you want sapphires or rubies as embellishments, what craftsmanship you need, the design of the ring band, etc., there's no explanation?"

"..."

Wen Qi remained silent.

Besides white roses and Ji Xian's love for sweets, he couldn't think of anything else.

Yi Xu clicked his tongue, clearly disgusted. "What have you been talking about in these past four years?"

As the saying goes, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.

Wen Qi actually began to reflect on his actions.

Yi Xu later said that he would have the company's designers find a way to satisfy Ji Xian. In the afternoon, the two played golf and were inseparable.

Around three or four o'clock, three more young men arrived; they were also on good terms with them.

Yi Xu is a good drinker and enjoys music, so he naturally wanted to have a good time that night.

Wen Qi immediately refused, disliking those fancy dinner parties. Just as he was about to leave, Yi Xu and another person grabbed his arms, saying he was being unfair. Wen Qi didn't even flinch; no matter what they said, he insisted on leaving, saying he was going to pick up Ji Xian.

Yi Xu raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you going to propose? How are you going to propose? Where are you going to propose? How are you going to set up the proposal scene? Do you have any plans?"

As soon as he finished speaking, seeing that he was really stunned, Yi Xu smiled and put his arm around his shoulder, "Many hands make light work, let's brainstorm some ideas for you."

The others exclaimed in surprise, and Jiang Huaichuan said in shock, "A marriage proposal? Holy crap, are you about to enter the grave of marriage?"

Lu Xuming kicked him, "Can't you speak like a human being? What do you mean by 'the grave of marriage'? That's called 'the palace of marriage,' you don't know anything!"

As a married man, he has a lot of say.

Chu Feng asked, "Proposing to Ji Xian?"

He had barely finished speaking when Yi Xu elbowed him, "Nonsense, who else could we be with?"

Wen Qi frowned as he looked at them, feeling that none of them were reliable.

But thinking about it, he really wasn't quite sure about proposing, and he was at a loss. It would be good to have someone give him some advice, so he decided to listen to what they had to say.

Listen to good advice, and let bad advice go in one ear and out the other.

So, once you're persuaded to go along, you're on a pirate ship, and it's not easy to get off.

It wasn't until Yi Xu saw that he had drunk enough, and Lu Xuming's wife called to urge him to leave, that the party finally ended.

Hearing his 'sorry,' Ji Xian felt a sinking feeling in her heart.

She knew he was apologizing for not picking her up last night because he was drunk, but to her it sounded strangely like he was apologizing for the past four years, for not loving her enough, or for about to let her down.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Wen Qi looked up at her again, but this time he couldn't see her expression, only her profile, which was covered by her falling hair.

Wen Qi pursed his lips, about to say something, when his phone suddenly rang.

It was a call from the company's public relations department. He answered the phone, and after hearing what the person on the other end said, his face instantly darkened, and his brows furrowed tightly.

"understood."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Xian looked at him and, noticing his strange expression, asked, "What's wrong?"

"The first batch of driverless cars from AsiaSat has been involved in an accident."

Ji Xuan's pupils dilated in shock, and he immediately had a bad feeling. He picked up the tablet on the table to check the trending topics.

As expected, news about the Yashen Group's self-driving car going out of control and causing a four-car pileup has become a trending topic, and its popularity is still rising rapidly.

Shortly after, the project manager also called.

The cause of the car going out of control is still unknown; we'll have to ask Asia-Pacific's technical department. But the rear-end collision has already injured six people, one of whom is seriously injured and is still in the hospital receiving treatment.

The Yashen project was invested in by Linqi. Now that such a big accident has occurred, the losses will definitely be considerable, and it will also have a significant impact on Linqi.

Without further delay, the two ate breakfast and rushed to the company for a meeting.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was heavy; everyone knew that this matter was of utmost importance.

After the meeting, Wen Qi and Ji Xuan, along with the project manager, the public relations manager, and the heads of two other important departments, went to Ya Shen.

When the CEO of Ya Shen saw Wen Qi, he wished he could bury his head in the ground.

The more confident he was when he was selecting the project, the more embarrassed he is now.

The technical staff provided a detailed account of the incident, including potential vulnerabilities in the program.

"We will immediately recall the 30 cars that were released, actively compensate the injured families, do our best to comfort them, and understand the situation. The auto show scheduled for the 1st to the 3rd of next month will also be cancelled."

After they finished speaking, Wen Qi, who had remained silent until now, coldly issued the order, his brows furrowed with obvious anger.

(End of this chapter)