C22 (1/2)

The business was over, and I was going to give myself a long vacation.

Of course, calling it a holiday was actually working in the name of a holiday.

As a person who knows how to live, I know the most about the importance of working together.

Sitting in the plane's first class, shaking a glass of frozen red wine, I opened the latest issue of the Parisian fashion magazine.

I took a sip and frowned.

The red wine in the first class cabin was only average, so naturally, it couldn't be compared to the pile of old wine in my house.

Seeing me frown, Jiang Yu snatched the wine cup from my hand and set it aside. He reached out his hand, wanting to touch my face, but I dodged him.

”What for?” I said, alarmed.

He smiled. ”Qianqian, I'm your boyfriend right now.”

”So what?” I laughed too.

”Jiang Yu, you can't have forgotten, right? I'm a businessman.” After saying that, the smile on my face retracted.

I am a businessman, so there are only benefits between me and him, just like how I used money to buy a good night's worth of him spending with me, and now, he had only used Jing Hui and the agreement on Ye’s to get the chance to appear righteously by my side.

It's fair to pay for both.

He looked at me, and his expression dropped to a freezing point. I guess he never expected me to say that.

Of course, I don't blame him. He just doesn't understand me.

I, Ye Qianya can't do anything, but my business mind is invincible.

Ignoring Jiang Yu's expression, I casually picked up the magazine in my hands, put on a blindfold and closed my eyes to rest.

The long flight was too long for me to waste my time on words.

When I opened my eyes again, I was at my destination.

I took off my blindfold and inadvertently looked at the people around me.

Jiang Yu looked expressionless. This was also good, as it saved him from having unrealistic fantasies about me.

After we got off the plane, the hotel we had booked sent a special car to pick us up.

The long flight was too tiring, so I had to cancel all my plans for today. I just wanted to take a bath, lie down on the bed in the hotel and sleep comfortably.

When I got to the hotel, I had just taken a shower when I felt a warm mass on the bed.

I turned around and was about to flare up when I felt Jiang Yu holding me in his arms. The man's sweet smell of cologne, mixed with the faint smell of tobacco, rushed into my nose.

I like the smell, but I don't like the feeling of being suppressed.

”Let go, I'm tired.” I said expressionlessly, but with my head in Jiang Yu's embrace, I could only groan.

”Qianqian, why are you always like this … ”Is this how they always keep people at arm's length?” He mumbled to himself, his voice almost inaudible. I really don't know if he told it to me or someone else.

I didn't answer him, but lay in his arms and stopped struggling.

He's right, but I'm not being distant. I'm just used to not relying on anyone.

Perhaps it was because my childhood was too painful. Whenever I wanted to rely on someone, that person would either leave or turn around and no longer stay. I would be alone and face all the blame.

Before I went to heaven, I could endure the darkness. Similarly, without being loved by others, I could be immune to all poisons.

But what if he was used to a person's existence?

He was used to being protected behind his back, used to receiving all the kindness from him … And then he suddenly disappeared … Then what was he supposed to do?

For some reason, even though the person lying beside me was Jiang Yu, I still thought deeply about the figure who had already passed away five years ago …