Jingxia Rose

Chapter 32: Must We Leave?
Wen Qi was reviewing the project proposal and data analysis that Shang Chong had brought.

In the past two weeks, Shang Chong has revised the project proposal two or three times. The data has not fluctuated much, but there have been some fluctuations, so it cannot be considered stable.

Wen Qi is a meticulous and careful person, especially when it comes to data control. He understands that even a small error can lead to a huge mistake.

Especially after the accident at Yashen, he became even more stringent in selecting project contingency plans.

As she came in, he spoke first, “The initial product development return is about 20% to 40%, and the valuation in terms of market operation and marketing is not too high.”

Ultimately, I'm not very optimistic about this project.

The expected profit did not reach his score threshold.

Ji Xian readily agreed, "Shang Chong initially gave them an 8% stake in this seed project, but it's now been raised to 16%. We can negotiate with them again to adjust the investment ratio."

The two chatted on this topic for three or four minutes. Ji Xuan's expression remained indifferent, but his tone was as gentle and soothing as usual.

But Wen Qi still noticed something amiss.

Actually, this strange feeling had been there all along. Even if he was very straightforward and dense, he knew that something was wrong with Ji Xian.

When Ya Shen's accident first happened, she went to the guest room under the pretext of being unwell due to her period. Ji Xian had also been experiencing stomach pain and discomfort during his period, and they had not slept separately.

But he was busy at the company those days, so he didn't insist. He would cook her sweet soup and sit next to her to massage her stomach, but Ji Xian seemed to resist his touch.

In the few days after her period ended, she found another flimsy excuse to stay at Shi Wan's place.

Her attitude and tone never changed, but she always seemed very distant and polite in all sorts of situations.

At this moment, he noticed a hint of coldness in her gentle expression, which he rarely saw before. He pursed his lips, put down the pen in his hand, and lightly twirled his fingers a couple of times.

She spoke slowly, her expression serious, her tone unconsciously carrying a hint of coaxing, "I've booked a restaurant for tonight; I have something I want to tell you."

The ring he commissioned Yi Xu to make was finished, and he received it yesterday. It was even more exquisite and beautiful than the design drawings, and Wen Qi was quite satisfied.

He thought Ji Xian would like it too.

Based on the suggestions of Yi Xu and the others, they also set up a proposal scene.

It's set for tonight.

But when Ji Xian heard him say, "I have something to say to you," she still ignored the very weak coaxing tone he was giving.

Even though I was mentally prepared, I still felt a jolt, and my breathing became noticeably heavier.

The fingertips holding the tablet and resignation letter turned slightly white.

She didn't want to hear those words, nor did she want to put herself in an awkward and humiliating situation. Rather than waiting to be dumped by him, she thought it better to be sensible.

She seized the opportunity quite well today.

"I also have something to say to you." She spoke softly, without hesitation, and placed the resignation letter in front of him.

Wen Qi was stunned. When he saw the three words "resignation letter" on the envelope, his heart skipped a beat. His usually calm and composed expression faltered for a moment. He suddenly looked up at Ji Xian.

His eyes were full of astonishment and confusion.

"you……"

"Listen to me first," Ji Xuan gently interrupted him. "I've been thinking about this for a while now, and I've been writing my resignation letter for many days, but I've been too busy at the company to give it to you recently."

Wen Qi's Adam's apple bobbed as he thought about her deliberate aloofness and avoidance over the past few days. Upon seeing these three words, he inexplicably associated them with the words "breakup letter."

Did I upset you?

His voice choked, and his hands on the table clenched and unclenched impatiently.

He then thought of the time he got drunk at the dinner with Yi Xu and the others that day. So many days had passed, and he realized he hadn't really explained it to her, only offering an apology. He said, "That afternoon, Lu Xuming and a few others came, insisting on having dinner that night. I couldn't get away, so..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ji Xian gently shook his head, a smile tugging at his crimson lips, but it wasn't as dazzling as before; instead, it seemed somewhat desolate.

"I didn't take that matter to heart."

Didn't take it to heart?
Is it indifference or...?

Wen Qi stood up, walked around the table to her side, his lips pursed, his expression cold and sharp, and said seriously, "Just tell me what I did wrong, or if you're unhappy about anything."

He's straightforward and doesn't understand those complicated things.

“You didn’t do anything wrong, there’s no need to do this.” Ji Xuan paused for a moment, then smiled and said with relief, “This is a decision I made after careful consideration.”

Wen Qi's lips tightened even more.

Since she had given it careful consideration, she wouldn't change her mind.

He tried hard not to think about breaking up, glanced at the 'resignation letter', and asked in a deep voice, "Can I ask why?"

"I'm tired." Ji Xuan's tone was somewhat nonchalant.

Anyone would get tired working non-stop for four years.

As the boss, Wen Qi admitted that he had been exploiting her a bit too much. He said, "How about I give you a month's leave, or two months' leave?"

“Wen Qi, you know that,” Ji Xuan interrupted, “that’s not what I meant.”

It's their relationship.

Her resignation letter itself represented a breakup letter.

If she decides to stay with him, she won't quit this job.

Wen Qi's throat tightened. His prediction had come true, and a mix of emotions welled up inside him, gradually turning sour and bitter.

"Ji Xuan, I..."

“We both know perfectly well that we shouldn’t keep going on with this pointless thing.” Ji Xuan’s eyes were calm as still water. “We’ve come this far enough.”

She said she knew perfectly well that was enough.

These words slammed into Wen Qi's ears, making his eardrums ache.

But what do they know perfectly well?

He knew their relationship began that absurd night, and he knew she had no feelings for him.
Wen Qi was speechless and didn't know what to say. He stood there silently watching her, as if trying to glean some clue from her eyes.

Ji Xuan didn't look at him, but said, "I've already handed over the work to Ye Xueyan. She's quite capable, speaks three languages, and has excellent control and adaptability. She can handle this responsibility. If you're not comfortable with her, you can give her a trial period of one or two months. If you don't think she's good enough, you can find someone else."

Even when she was leaving, she arranged her work in an orderly manner, ensuring that the president's office would not come to a standstill.

Wen Qi clenched his fist, his tone deep and serious, with a hint of pleading, "You really have to leave?"

"Wen Qi, it's been four years."

Wen Qi was taken aback, opened his mouth, and said, "Yes, it was precisely because it had been four years that I felt the time was right to propose."

But in the end, it was she who didn't want him anymore.

Only Ji Xian herself knows how much bitterness and heartache was contained in those five light words.

Even Wen Qi could sense a strong sense of fatigue in his voice.

Throw confetti, throw confetti, let's celebrate this breakup!