Hong Kong Nights of Passion

Chapter 9 I plan to take the PGDE exam
Chi Ce suddenly looked up and sternly rebuked, "You unfilial son! If you dare to talk nonsense again, you will be punished according to family rules."

“In that case, I will decide my own marriage.” Chi Yige raised his eyes and met Chi Ce’s gaze without fear.

Chi Ce was momentarily dazed as he looked at the face that resembled his beloved wife.

Just then, Chi Min spoke up at the opportune moment: "Brother, Yi Ge has finally come back, so don't be too demanding of him."

Chi Ce snorted: "Isn't it all because you spoil him!"

"Look at what you're saying, you clearly care, but you just won't let it go. Besides, what Yige said makes sense. Our family has nothing to lack, and there's no need to rely on marriage to consolidate our position. Let's just go along with the child's wishes."

Chi Yige cast a grateful glance at Chi Min.

"He's been single for 25 years and has never even held a woman's hand."

Chi Ce looked disdainfully at the person who was sitting on the sofa, who was very relaxed at the moment. He had clearly inherited all the advantages of him and Hui'er, so why couldn't he find a girlfriend?

Chi Yige: "..." He didn't like hearing that; he had already kissed his woman's lips.

Why did he think of her again?

After hearing Chi Ce's words, Chi Min turned to Chi Yige and smiled, "The men in our Chi family are all devoted to love. You'd better choose wisely, because the young girls outside are all very shrewd these days!"

Chi Yige nodded perfunctorily.

By this time, Chi Ce's anger had subsided considerably. "The Qingming Festival is in a few days. Go and sweep your mother's grave!"

Chi Yige simply replied, "I understand."

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When Wen Jinnian returned to the Kowloon Tong villa, Wen Jin was waiting for her on the first floor.

Seeing her come in, Wen Jin's eyes welled up with tears, and she quickly stepped forward to hug her tightly: "My dear, it's good that you're back."

As he spoke, he pulled her closer and examined her closely. "Why do you look so pale?"

Wen Jinian clutched her stomach, her voice weak and feeble: "My stomach is a little uncomfortable, I want to go rest first."

Upon hearing this, Wen Jin immediately understood and hurriedly instructed Chen Ma to boil brown sugar water. Only after watching Wen Jin Nian drink it did she feel relieved enough to let her go back to her room.

Wen Jinnian dragged her feet up to the second floor and walked into the bedroom at the end of the corridor.

Pushing open the door, everything inside was exactly the same as when she left at the age of 18.

My aunt must have had it cleaned regularly, so it's spotless.

She looked at the furnishings in the room, but felt empty inside, unable to feel any warmth.

There was a time when she felt that home was wherever her aunt and Jiang Shu were.

But now, Jiang Shu is engaged, her aunt has her own life, and she has grown up.

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Wen Jinian woke up and went downstairs for lunch, only to find Jiang Xiao there as well.

She called out "Uncle" and then sat down in her seat with her head down.

Jiang Xiao simply responded with a faint "yes".

Wen Jin turned her head, picked up a bowl of soup, placed it in front of Wen Jin Nian, and asked with concern, "Niannian, is your stomach still upset? Are you feeling any better?"

"Aunt, I'm fine."

Just then, Jiang Shu returned from outside and, hearing the noise, asked, "What's wrong, Niannian?"

Jiang Xiao raised his eyes, glanced at Jiang Shu, and then silently sat down in his seat.

Fearing that Jiang Shu would ask something else, Wen Jinnian had no choice but to send a message under the table on her phone.

"You're back. What are your plans for your future work?"

Wen Jinian had just sent the text message when she suddenly heard Jiang Xiao's voice and instinctively lowered her head even further.

"Niannian, your uncle is asking you a question!" Wen Jin reminded her.

Wen Jinnian gripped her chopsticks tightly, shoveling several mouthfuls of rice into her mouth before looking up at Jiang Xiao. Her voice carried a hint of fear that no one else could detect, a fear ingrained in Wen Jinnian's very being. "I plan to take the PGDE exam."

"Niannian wants to be an art teacher?" Wen Jin's eyes lit up. She had watched Wen Jin Nian grow up and knew her artistic talent very well. She also knew that she had chosen art as her major when she studied abroad.

Now that she heard that Wen Jin wanted to be a teacher, Wen Jin was genuinely happy.

This is a stable job. If she can find a man who treats her well, she can at least repay her brother and sister-in-law.

Jiang Shu quickly chimed in, "Dad, Niannian mentioned this to me before. I originally wanted her to come to the company to help me out, but she said she still prefers being a teacher."

"Hong Kong universities have a strict and fair admission mechanism for PGDE courses." Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiao finally looked at Wen Jinian properly.

Wen Jinian was well aware that during the application process, the school would review the applicant's academic background, professional relevance, English proficiency, etc., and applicants would also have to go through an interview and a written test.

She has a bachelor's degree and has achieved the required IELTS score in English.

However, she had her own plans. In fact, she didn't want to be an art teacher at all; this was just an excuse she used to appease Jiang Shu.

She put down her chopsticks. "Uncle, I actually have two plans."

All eyes fell on her.

She then mentioned that she is currently signed with an online platform for a comic book serialization, and as for professional art training, she is hesitating between school and institutions.

Jiang Xiao shifted her probing gaze from Wen Jinnian's face to Jiang Shu, "Why don't you give your sister some advice when you have time? She's young, and you don't want her to be fooled. As for the final decision, you two can make your own choice."

After saying that, he wiped his mouth with a tissue, then got up and went upstairs.

As he turned the corner upstairs, his gaze fell on Wen Jinian again. He sighed; she was still just a little girl after all.

She may have had her own reasons for forcing her to leave the country, but judging from her timid and indecisive appearance now, she probably doesn't have any other intentions.

Thinking about it this way, he felt much more at ease, which is why he let Jiang Shu go help her. He believed that Jiang Shu wouldn't let him down when it came to the company's interests, especially since they were already engaged.

The afternoon sun gently shone on the pink curtains of the French windows, and through that pale pink, dappled light fell on Wen Jinian's head.

She was intently holding her tablet, drawing her comic strip on the screen with her fingertips.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Without looking up, she simply replied casually, "Come in."

After a while, the door was slowly pushed open with a creak.

Immediately following was the slurping sound of a man's slippers hitting the floor.

Wen Jinnian looked up at the sound, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes: "Brother, what brings you here?"

Jiang Shu was holding a plate with a bowl of medicine on it.

"Aunt Chen said you had an upset stomach and needed to deliver some medicine, so I was on my way."

Wen Jinian put down her tablet and looked directly at him: "Brother, just ask me if you have something to say."

Jiang Shu sat down on the sofa and handed the bowl of brown sugar water to Wen Jinian.

She looked at the bowl of brown sugar water and frowned slightly; she actually didn't like the taste.

After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and took it.

Jiang Shu looked at Wen Jin Nian, who was sitting on the carpet, slowly sipping her food, and the emotions surging in his heart were almost impossible to hide.

He couldn't help but ask, "Niannian, are you really unwilling to come to my company? With your abilities, you can definitely help me a lot."

Wen Jinnian looked up, casually brushing her long hair that had fallen in front of her chest behind her back, her eyes filled with determination: "Brother, I love comics and art from the bottom of my heart."

They both studied related majors, and my sister-in-law is so capable; she's definitely more suitable to help you than me.

Jiang Shu bent his legs, squatting in a half-squatting position, leaning his whole body forward, and gripped her shoulders with what seemed like force.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Wen Jinian, his voice trembling slightly with a hint of helplessness: "Niannian, you know perfectly well that I have no feelings for her. This is just a marriage of convenience. I actually..."

(Even if a thousand songs are sung in the future, they will drift far away on my journey.)
Wen Jinian's cell phone, which was on the coffee table, rang.

(End of this chapter)