Jingxia Rose

Chapter 90: Wingman

This praise was rather perfunctory. Ji Xuan glanced at the little guy at his feet. "There's no need to force it. Its name... well, it has its flaws, but you'll get used to it after calling it a couple of times."

The princess has never disgraced such a noble name; she is clingy, loves to act spoiled, and is quite pampered.

Then they wouldn't cry.

Ji Xian had previously told Shi Wan, "If this little guy were a girl, I'm afraid it would be a real headache; she's such a spoiled brat."

At that time, she and Wen Qi had not yet broken up, and Shi Wan joked, "Haha, then I wish you and Wen Qi will have a crybaby who is spoiled and loves to cry."

The word 'marriage' also touched Ji Xianxin.

At that time, I did indeed dream about marrying Wen Qi and even our married life.

But I don't know when it started, that feeling gradually faded, probably because I knew that there wouldn't be a good outcome between them.

Recalling all this, Ji Xuan curled his lip impatiently.

After applying the egg for a few more minutes, feeling that it had cooled down, she simply took it out, closed her eyes, and rolled it around.

"I've put the strawberry mousse cake in the refrigerator for you. You can eat it this afternoon."

Wen Qi finished his coffee. He didn't go to the company in the morning, but he had to go in the afternoon. He had a meeting at 3 p.m. Before going to the company, he had to go back to the old house.

"I go first."

"Okay, take care." Ji Xuan watched him put on his coat, pursed her lips, and said, "That cake... thank you."

Wen Qi smiled slightly, "I'm glad you like it. If you want to eat it again next time, you can let me know."

No need for that; if she wants to eat it, she can buy it herself.

Ji Xian didn't respond to his words, but saw him to the door. "Please thank your aunt and Sister Ruan Zheng for me. The food at noon today was delicious."

Wen Qi nodded, as if he suddenly remembered, "The Lantern Festival is in a few days... If you're alone, you can come to the old house... It's my mother's idea."

"..."

He spoke in a very disjointed manner.

"I won't bother you any further, please thank you for your kindness, Auntie."

This is a polite way of declining.

Wen Qi moved his lips, but his hesitant expression made Ji Xian wait for about half a minute.

He replied, "It's cold outside, you go inside, I'm leaving."

Ji Xian nodded, without any hesitation, and turned to go inside.

The spring breeze was no joke; she felt the biting chill as soon as she opened the door.

As soon as she entered, the princess fell to her feet, belly up. Ji Xian bent down, scooped her up, peeled an egg for her, and ate one herself.

She didn't touch the durian and cake in the refrigerator because she was too full.

About half an hour later, Sui Yi sent her a message on WeChat, asking if she liked the food at lunch.

As they chatted, the conversation drifted to the Lantern Festival, which was four days later.

Sui Yi: Wen Qi's mouth is like a sawed-off gourd; you can't even get him to say something coherent. Auntie's point is, you should come to our house for the Lantern Festival reunion dinner. You're all alone; it would be much better if you came and joined in the fun.

During the four years she dated Wen Qi, he would take her back to his old house for almost every major holiday.

Spring Festival, Lantern Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival.

Not a single one was missed.

Even during the Spring Festival, Wen Jingyan and Sui Yi would give the younger generation lucky money, just like they would give them.

Ji Xian also received New Year's money when she was a child; her second uncle and aunt would prepare it for her.

Sui Yi was not satisfied with her, but she did everything perfectly.

She was an enlightened elder, and her respect for Ji Xian, her giving Ji Xian face, and her protection of her were all out of love for Ji Xian and her love for Ji Xian.

Besides, she did have a good impression of Ji Xian, except that his family background was a bit lacking.

The Sui family was a scholarly family, and the parents were quite traditional. In their generation, social standing was an ironclad rule, and all marriages had to be between equals. Whether it was her marriage, or the marriages of her older siblings, or even her grandchildren, the families she married into were all of good standing.

There were still four days until the Lantern Festival, and she hadn't actually thought about inviting Ji Xian to her house for the festival that day.

It means Wen Qi.

But Ji Xian declined, and he mentioned it to Sui Yi after he returned.

I really suffered because I'm bad at talking.

Wen Qi knew he would most likely be rejected if he brought it up, so he didn't say anything at the time. He went back to the old house and asked Sui Yi to help him speak.

In order for her son to marry a wife as soon as possible, Sui Yi would certainly not refuse this opportunity to act as a wingman.

As an elder, Ji Xuan had more confidence in refusing than he did in refusing Wen Qishi.

In less than ten minutes, Ji Xian was successfully 'captured' by Sui Yi.

Seeing that she had agreed, Sui Yi breathed a sigh of relief. At her advanced age, she typed at lightning speed so that her son could win the heart of his beloved as soon as possible.

"I told you you're useless. Look at you, you've already agreed to it in just a few words!" She threw the phone at Wen Qi, looking at him with a disappointed expression. "Your father and I gave you a good-looking face, don't waste it. Be sweeter with your words and say more things to please girls."

Do you see any other family where the son needs his mother's help to woo his wife?

She felt ashamed to tell anyone.

Sui Yi glared at him angrily, her usual dignified, gentle, and elegant demeanor completely gone.

Wen Qi glanced at the conversation, a smile playing on his lips, and said slowly, "Thank you, Mom."

"If you weren't my son, I wouldn't bother with you." Sui Yi snorted and took the phone. "I'll pick up Ah Xian on the morning of the Lantern Festival to come home for lunch."

"It's not nighttime..."

"You really are stupid. After lunch, you still have the whole afternoon, right? Why don't you take her out for a walk, see a movie or something? Can't you even go on a date?"

"..."

Wen Qi nodded, understanding.

After saying that, he got up to say goodbye and drove to the company.

Sui Yi was so angry that he had a stroke, and he was almost ready to slap his philtrum.

Wen Qi didn't come over that evening, but he sent his greetings via WeChat, along with the usual three things.

"Have you eaten?" "What are you doing?" "What did you eat?"

Finally, he added, "Are your eyes feeling better?"

Perhaps the hot egg compress was indeed effective, because the swelling in her eyes gradually subsided in the afternoon, and even the faint bruises disappeared.

So, in order to avoid eating boiled eggs again, she didn't apply the poultice at night.

Early the next morning.

Ji Xian didn't get up early; it was already past eight o'clock.

After spending a year in Moscow, and with the time difference between the two places, her previously proud biological clock was completely messed up.

Especially during the two weeks I spent in my hometown, I would sometimes get up at 10:30 am.

She washed up, changed her clothes, and added food for the princess. Just as she was thinking about what to have for breakfast, the doorbell rang.

As soon as she opened the door, a faint, familiar floral fragrance rushed towards her nose, and what caught her eye was a bunch of pure and bright white roses.

Ji Xian's heart skipped a beat, and when he looked up again, he met the same familiar deep peach blossom eyes.

Wen Qi greeted him upon hearing the voice, "Good morning."

"…Good morning," Ji Xuan replied hesitantly. "What brings you here?"

"I passed by a flower shop and saw some white roses. I thought you would like them." After saying that, she raised her other hand, "And breakfast too."

Mr. Wen's approach to pursuing his goals doesn't have to be old-fashioned; it just needs to be unexpected and effective.