Chapter 173 - I Have Nothing To Begin With, So Im Not Afraid Of Losing (1/2)

'This bastard's temper is really big!'

Jiang Ruolan glared at his back as she walked into the house and slammed the door shut. She walked straight towards Qin Gengxin, but just as she arrived outside his study, she stopped in her tracks and looked in surprise at the chaos in his study.

The floor was littered with open files, folders, brown paper bags, binder, two laptops, one on the floor, one on the table, both on, one shown email pages and company data censorship software, the other one showing video conferences with other shareholders around the world.

Her eyelids twitched. She didn't expect that Qin Gengxin would be so busy.

Knowing that she hadn't left, Qin Gengxin didn't bother with her. He just sat down at the table and tapped the keyboard with his fingers. It was as if he didn't go out for a few days and only temporarily used his study as an office, and didn't take his problem with Jiang Ruolan seriously.

Actually, this is also good …

Jiang Ruolan initially had a lot of questions she wanted to ask, but it seemed she should not bother Qin Gengxin anymore. She stood at the door of the study, watched him ignore her, then smiled at his figure before quietly leaving.

As soon as she reached the door, even before she could touch the doorknob, Jiang Ruolan suddenly heard a loud sound of something crushing the ground. She was startled and stopped in her tracks, abruptly turning her head to look at the door to the study.

Jiang Ruolan stopped at the door and looked doubtfully at the laptop lying on the floor that had been smashed in the middle. She raised her head and looked at Qin Gengxin in shock. ”What are you doing?”

Qin Gengxin just stood there, staring at her with cold, expressionless eyes.

”I know you're furious, you can vent whatever temper you have on me! You don't have to hold yourself back like this!” Jiang Ruolan fearlessly met his dark eyes.

Qin Gengxin looked at her with a smile. ”You want me to vent? I'm really afraid that you won't be able to handle my temper!”

After saying that, he didn't hesitate to step on the broken laptop as he headed to Jiang Ruolan.

However, he simply walked past her to the living room and picked up a cigarette box from the tea table. After a moment, he lit a cigarette, stood by the French window, and silently exhaled the white smoke.

In her memory, although Qin Gengxin smoked, he rarely smoked. Jiang Ruolan went to him and saw that there were already more than ten empty cigarette boxes in the basket beside the tea table. She then looked at the countless cigarette butts in the glass ashtray on the table.

Jiang Ruolan had always thought that Qin Gengxin only liked her on the spur of the moment, or just liked her temporarily, or because she had challenged him when she refused him. Therefore, she had always been stubborn, but she had never thought that Qin Gengxin's feelings for her were so deep.

Xian Zihao said that during the four days she had been unconscious, Qin Gengxin had been sitting outside the ward, not even saying a word. He didn't leave until he heard that she had passed through the dangerous period.

Jiang Ruolan could not imagine that a man like Qin Gengxin, who had been able to do whatever he wanted since he was young, would be able to endure things like this.

Since the day Qin Gengxin punched Xian Zihao, he hadn't appeared again. At first, Jiang Ruolan thought he was mad at her, but it seemed like he had been working non-stop in the study room for days. He hadn't even changed his clothes, nor did he try to pester her or call her.

Jiang Ruolan silently stared at the ashtray full of cigarette butts.

Only after a long time had passed did she finally raise her eyes and look at him. In the end, all she could say was two words that even she felt powerless. ”I'm sorry.”

”I just don't understand.” With his back facing her, his voice carried a sneer, ”Why is it so late?! If I come back two months earlier, everything might change.”

”But why am I two months late?” Qin Gengxin muttered to himself indifferently, ”Jiang Ruolan, I've been looking for you for seven years, but what you gave me after seven years was like this. Tell me, what is this?”