In fact, Wen Jiu didn't have any resentment towards Lu Jing.
I didn't like him at first because I felt like he was deliberately looking for trouble.
But after really getting along with him, I realized that he is not that kind of person.
He puts forward 100% requirements for his colleagues, and he often has to achieve 150%.
Therefore, Wen Jiu actually admires him quite a bit.
But there is still a sense of distance between Wen Jiu and him, and she is a little embarrassed to let such a big shot live in her house...
She hesitated for a long time before she said, "I welcome you, but my place is too small, so I'm afraid you won't be able to get used to it."
Lu Jing breathed a sigh of relief: "No, I've lived in smaller places."
Smaller place?
Wen Jiu felt a little strange about this expression.
The chairman is the richest man in Beicheng, and he is the chairman's only grandson. Shouldn't he have lived in a place like the Imperial Castle since he was born?
How come she lives in a house smaller than hers?
She really wanted to gossip about the grievances and hatreds between the wealthy families...but she wasn't familiar with it yet, so she didn't have the nerve to ask.
Let’s stop gossiping after we get to know each other!
Lu Jing didn't know Wen Jiu was thinking about this.
He thought that her silence was because she sensed his strong purpose...
He was afraid that Wen Jiu would suspect that he was a gangster, so he made up another excuse to explain: "The new program of "Fu Cun Shan Ju" intends to promote Yan Rou's chestnuts."
Wen Jiu came back to her senses: "That's good."
But what does it have to do with you wanting to live in our house?
Lu Jing continued: "Because your home is close to the chestnut orchard, and my uncle used to run a chestnut processing factory, I have some questions I would like to ask him for advice."
Wen Jiu understood and nodded: "Mr. Lu, you have to do this kind of small investigation yourself. There are not many bosses like you in this society who do everything yourself!"
"...It's just okay." Lu Jing said modestly.
But he was still very happy because Wen Jiu obviously believed his nonsense.
Wen Jiu listened to her father and went to clean the guest room.
She took out clean sheets and quilt covers from the cabinet and turned around to make the bed.
Lu Jing looked at her busy back through the door of the guest room intently.
At home, she has no sophistication or domineering attitude at work.
She was wearing a colorful cotton and linen skirt, and her long hair was rolled up casually. It was simple and casual, but it seemed to have some magic power, making him unable to take his eyes away.
Lu Jing walked over: "Do you need my help?"
Wen Jiu turned around and smiled at him: "No, no, it'll be fine soon."
Lu Jing nodded calmly.
In my heart:
Even before we are together, you can sleep on a bed made by the girl you like!
Just ask if there is any other man in the world who is as successful as me!
Happy! Proud!
Wen Jiu tidied the room, and her parents also prepared the meals.
The family sat around the table to have dinner, during which Father Wen talked a lot without letting the atmosphere cool down for a second.
While Lu Jing was talking to Wen's father, he silently took note of Wen Jiu's favorite flavors.
She has a salty taste and likes to eat broccoli and tomatoes. She doesn't like to eat green leafy vegetables, but she likes to add chopped green onion...
The meal took more than an hour to finish.
Wen Hua really went to chat with Lu Jing a lot about chestnuts.
Wen Jiu didn't bother them both, and went back to her room after cleaning up.
…
The layout of Wen Jiu's room has not changed since she went to college.
The overall color is light pink, filled with plush toys, curtains, tablecloths, and carpets all with lace. The whole room is like a little princess's room.
Wen Jiu opened her closet, and there were still many beautiful dresses hanging in it that she couldn't bear to throw away.
These were all bought when she was in high school.
At that time, my father's income was very high when he opened the factory. She was also from a good family and had a lot of pocket money every month.
She was very well-behaved and sensible when she was a child. She never bought anything else with her pocket money, she only bought study materials, and the rest she bought beautiful dresses.
She took out a black suspender dress.
The name of this skirt is Summer Rose. There are two rows of dense rose embroidery on the chest, and the skirt is made of layers of complicated lace.
The waist of the skirt and the back are all tied with ties, which can be fully tightened and fully relaxed, and can accommodate figures ranging from 150 to 80 pounds.
But Wen Jiu remembered that ten years ago, even if she put all the laces to the maximum, she could not close the zipper on the back.
Now she tried to put the skirt on again and tightened all the ties, but it was still a little loose.
She raised her head and looked at herself in the mirror carefully.
In the mirror, she looks as beautiful as a ballerina, and her figure slowly resembles that of the chubby girl from ten years ago.
Wen Jiu's eyes were slightly red and her nose was very sore.
She looked in the mirror and said to herself ten years ago: "Thank you for working so hard."
"Thank you too. In the end, you didn't hurt the person who loves you for someone who doesn't deserve it."
After she finished speaking, she raised the back of her hand and neatly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
When she returned to her hometown this time, besides seeing her parents, she also wanted to do one more thing.
It means saying goodbye to the past completely.
None of the other clothes in the wardrobe were as versatile as this skirt, and she couldn't put it on either.
She packed up all the clothes and planned to donate them to a used clothes recycling center tomorrow.
After arranging her clothes, she opened the cabinet on her desk.
There is a diary and a picture album inside.
Wen Jiu didn't even bother to look.
But when I took it out, I didn't hold it firmly, so the album fell to the ground and turned to a certain page.
On that page, a simple brush sketched out an extraordinary handsome young man, whose features were full of high spirits.
This is Xiang Zichuan.
The Xiang Zichuan she drew with her own hands.
Even if Wen Jiu doesn't want to admit it, this is the fact.
She sighed and bent down to pick up the album.
Why did you like him in the first place?
Simply because he is excellent.
Get good grades and look good.
He stood there without doing anything, just shining brightly, attracting all her attention.
Looking back now, I only feel regret and worthlessness.
You are also the little treasure that your parents hold in the palm of your hand, why should you humiliate yourself in front of that kind of person?
Fortunately, it's all over.
What affects her mood now is only her past, Xiang Zichuan has nothing to affect her anymore.
Wen Jiu picked up these two books related to Xiang Zichuan, walked out of the room, and quietly left the house.
…
In the guest room, Wen Hua had finished chatting with Lu Jing more than ten minutes ago and went back to his room to sleep.
In addition to talking about chestnut processing tonight, Lu Jing also asked a lot about Wen Jiu's childhood, and he was very satisfied.
He originally planned to go to bed, but suddenly he heard the door opening of Wen Jiu's room next door, so he opened the door and went out to take a look.
I saw Wen Jiu quietly walking out of the house late at night, wearing an extremely hot black suspender dress.
Lu Jing couldn't control his worry and curiosity and followed him out.