Fifty-Two: The Love Buried by Time (Fifty-Two)

The way Wen Yanzhi waved to himself was as if he was beckoning a puppy.

Jingrong looked helpless. He walked over and didn't get in the car. He just stood on the driver's seat and looked at him, "What can happen to the two of us?"

Wen Yanzhi put one elbow on the car window and asked him, "You didn't go to work in the cake shop last time?"

Jingrong was a little surprised, "How did you know?"

Wen Yanzhi's eyes wandered for a moment, then he seemed to have finally found a suitable reason, "Didn't I buy so many cakes from you last time to give to my girlfriends? They liked them very much, so they originally planned to buy a few more. You guys The store manager said you have resigned."

Jingrong nodded with an expression of 'that's it'.

Wen Yanzhi's eyes passed over the drawing board he was holding and then fell on his hand. The boy's fingers were fair and slender, and the way he held the brush looked clean and artistic.

"Do you still want to make money?" Wen Yanzhi asked, looking away from the young man's hand.

When Jing Rong heard this, his eyes fluctuated slightly. But the next moment it darkened again, and he shook his head, "I won't do part-time work anymore."

"Because your sister is unhappy?"

Jingrong said nothing, but the answer was noncommittal.

Wen Yanzhi made a sound, "Your sister originally went to Mirisi, and her salary would be improved, so you didn't have to make any money. But now it's impossible for her to go to Mirisi."

Jingrong raised his eyes and looked at him with some confusion.

Wen Yanzhi tapped his long fingers on the steering wheel, "What are you looking at me for? If you don't believe me, ask your sister."

Jing Rong asked: "Is my sister really not going?"

"It's absolutely true." Wen Yanzhi nodded firmly. Lao Yu knew about this, and it was basically hopeless for her to leave.

Jingrong smiled instead, as if he was relieved.

Wen Yanzhi looked at him and said, "What? Your sister is not going. It seems to be playing into your hands."

"Milixi is not a good place." Jing Rong looked at Wen Yanzhi, thought about it, turned around and whispered a few words to his classmates, then turned back, opened the car door and sat in the back seat.

Wen Yanzhi never expected that this kid would actually get into his car.

He was stunned for a moment, then turned around and glanced at him. Jing Rong said: "You just asked me if I wanted to make money. What did you mean?"

"I heard that you are the hand of God. Can you paint oil paintings?"

"certainly."

"That's enough." Wen Yanzhi started the car and said, "Draw me two paintings. I will decorate a friend's new house and I will give him a gift."

"..." Jingrong reminded: "I'm afraid it won't suit your needs."

Jing Rong thought that with his wealth, it would be appropriate to give famous paintings to his friends when they move.

"It doesn't matter if I agree or not, as long as the other person agrees." Wen Yanzhi glanced at him from the rearview mirror, "You don't have to feel pressure, that guy is just a coward. When you draw it, I'll tell you which master painted it. He Believe it right away.”

"..."

Jingrong sat in Wen Yanzhi's car, and the further he walked, the more something was wrong.

"Why did you get on the viaduct?"

"Since it has to be given as a gift to my friend's house, of course I have to go to my friend's house to see the style - he lives in the country."

Half an hour later, Jingrong's face grew long and he said, "You're on the highway."

Wen Yanzhi laughed, "Didn't I tell you? That guy lives in a neighboring city. Don't worry, he'll be there in an hour."

"..." Jingrong felt like he was getting into a thief's car.

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Jing Yu returned to the small rental house listlessly.

Qi Jinnian came out of the shower and was surprised to see her, "Why are you back? I thought you two were doing this and that..."

She gestured with her fingers ambiguously and winked at her, "I thought you wouldn't be back until at least tomorrow morning."

Jingyu didn't answer her words and just dragged out the suitcase placed in the corner.

Qi Jinnian realized later that something was wrong.

"What's wrong? Hey, have you eaten?"

"No appetite." Jing Yu shook his head. He squatted down, opened the box, collected the neatly packed things inside, and took them out again.

"We finally put it away, why did you take it out again?" Qi Jinnian asked.

Jing Yu looked up at her and said, "I'm not going."

"..."

Qi Jinnian was about to say, 'It would be better not to go'. Whoever goes to that kind of ghost place will be unlucky! However, before the words were spoken, he saw that her expression was not right, so he took the words back. She asked: "Didn't you go to the vice president? Why did you suddenly say you couldn't go to Milisi?"

Jingyu paused for a moment in packing things, then continued packing before replying: "It was probably under his instruction that someone suddenly replaced me in the hospital."

Qi Jinnian rolled his eyes, and then couldn't help but laugh. Jing Yu rolled his eyes at her, "I'm so angry, but you can still laugh."

"What's so annoying about this?" Qi Jinnian squatted on the ground with his hands on his knees, "Think about it, if you don't go to a place like Milisi, you'll be saving your life. Besides, the Vice President won't let you go. "Yu'er, he can't bear to let you go."

Her eyes were bright and she looked very excited, "I guessed it right, he really likes you! Tsk, Yu'er, what does it feel like to be liked by the vice president?"

In contrast, Jing Yu's attitude as a client was much calmer. She looked at Qi Jinnian seriously, "You are wrong, he is enjoying his rights. No matter how bad Milisi is, it will be my choice. No matter what Whoever he is, he should respect me and not use his power to oppress others.”

"What you see is a powerful bully, but what I see is infatuation. Yu'er, you are prejudiced against him." In Qi Jinnian's eyes, this matter is a good thing no matter how you look at it.

"You are prejudiced against him." Jingyu took out the clothes one by one and put them into the closet. She was silent for a moment, staring at the closet in a daze, and then said after a while: "Jinnian, you care so much about politics, do you know Minister Mo of the Ministry of National Defense?"

"I know, I have heard of it. What's wrong?"

"His daughter and your vice president are a couple..." Jingyu tried to speak in a relaxed tone. She didn't want to think deeply about why she cared so much about such a person who had nothing to do with her.

Qi Jinnian was stunned for a moment, and then asked in disbelief: "Really?"

Jingyu took out the clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower. When she reached the door, she said: "In fact, love or women are not that important to men like them who have supreme power. It's either icing on the cake or a seasoning."

What infatuation is just imagination.

Jingyu said this to herself.

She was taking a shower in the bathroom. Halfway through, Qi Jinnian came over and knocked on the door, "Yu'er! Your phone is ringing!"

"Who is it?"

"I don't know, it's a number from abroad."

Jingyu took a bath towel and wrapped herself up casually. She opened the bathroom door and walked out. Qi Jinnian handed her the phone. An unfamiliar number flashed on the screen. Jingyu stared at the numbers in a daze, and a person suddenly popped up in her mind. She felt a slight pain in her heart, and then she connected the phone and put it to her ear.

[Because there is no time to write, I will temporarily update this chapter at 0:00, and the remaining chapter will be updated in the afternoon. ]