A Bombardier landed at Pudong International Airport. Half an hour later, Chen Xia walked out of the VIP channel with a tired look on her face. After flying for more than ten hours, she barely slept on the plane. She was always staring blankly at what was going on outside the porthole.
god.
When the plane landed at an ordinary airport, she took out her phone, opened her address book, and found Wang Kunlun's number. Xiang Que must definitely meet him in Qufu.
Seeing that the boss seemed to be in a good mood, Chen Xia's assistant couldn't help teasing him: "Women should be more reserved. It's best to wait until Mr. Xiang takes the initiative to come to you. You are too much of a follower, which is not good."
Chen Xia's hand paused, and she smiled and said: "We are an old married couple. Who doesn't know who they are? How can I be reserved... I have to hear his voice in person before I can put my mind at ease."
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Wang Kunlun's cell phone rang. After he saw the phone number on the screen, he handed the phone directly to Xiang Que: "I'll go and clean it up. You can be gentle for a while."
Xiang Que took the phone, looked at the words "Chen Xia" on the screen and his hands couldn't help trembling, and then pressed the answer button: "Hello?"
On the phone, Chen Xia said directly: "I just arrived in Shanghai."
"Okay, I'll go find you and I'll be there later."
"Okay, I'll send a car to wait for you here."
They hadn’t seen each other for a year and had never spoken to each other once. After Xiang Que and Chen Xia got in touch, they only chatted for less than a minute and said three or four sentences. They neither expressed their feelings to each other nor expressed their love for each other, just like
It was like an ordinary phone call between a couple. After exchanging a few words, the phone was hung up.
As for whether there is Peng Bai in his heart, that is unknown.
But after the two hung up the phone, they almost did something impatient.
Chen Xia said to his secretary and assistant: "All my activities have been postponed in the past few days, and things in the company should try not to disturb me..."
Xiang Que rushed into the house, stretched his neck and shouted: "Lunbao, hurry up, let's set off for Shanghai."
A few hours later, Wang Kunlun and Xiang Que landed in Shanghai. A Baoma 7 Series left at Pudong Airport took Xiang Que to the Jinmao Hyatt Hotel. Wang Kunlun was dropped off halfway, and he said he would not interfere with their relationship.
The two of us are in a world together, and we can move around freely by ourselves.
The first time Chen Xia and Xiang Que met a year apart was at a candlelight dinner in a suite on the top floor of the Hyatt.
Chen Xia said that Xiang Que hadn't changed much, so Xiang Que gave her a rare sweet words: "I haven't changed, but you are getting more and more beautiful."
Chen Xia picked up a bottle of red wine from the table very skillfully, unscrewed it, decanted it, and poured it into a cup. Xiang Que looked at her technique in surprise and asked, "Have you specially practiced this?"
Chen Xia raised his head, pursed his lips and smiled: "In order to drink more pure red wine, I specially sent a private team to Bordeaux to acquire a winery. This winery only serves me, the Chen family and important customers.
Without external production and sales, if you can drink nearly two hundred bottles of red wine more than three hundred days a year, you can also reach the level of a professional wine master."
The corners of Xiang Que's mouth twitched a few times, and he blamed himself and said apologetically: "Thank you for making you worry."
Chen Xia went from being a teetotaler to never getting drunk. How much lovesickness and yearning was involved in this?
Chen Xia shook gently and touched Xiang Que, then said calmly: "After getting along with you on the first day, I made all kinds of preparations. There is an old Chinese saying that goes: "Marry a chicken with ease"
If a chicken marries a dog, follow the dog, if you marry a carrying pole and walk sideways, whatever kind of man you are, I have to choose what kind of life and waiting, complaining and so on are just the complaints of an ignorant little woman, I am still reasonable and sensible
If you are a woman, then naturally she will not complain about you for no reason. Rational women are good at understanding. If I can’t accept your life trajectory, how can I accept you as a man? So, don’t say anything sorry...
···It’s good if you come back”
"It'll be good if you come back," Xiang Que read softly several times, and then said decisively: "From now on, I will never leave again."
In fact, during the days when he left, Xiang Que always held a central thought that never changed, that is, he only envied mandarin ducks and not immortals. Even if he was allowed to achieve enlightenment and ascend, Xiang Que would never fly.
A candlelight dinner ended, and the long-awaited reunion was rewarded with love, from scoring twice to winning three games and ending with four consecutive championships. When the two fell asleep hugging each other, the sky outside had already turned white.
The next morning, when it was three o'clock in the morning, Chen Xia and Xiang Que opened their eyes one after another, and stretched their waists lazily. Chen Xia pursed her lips and suddenly bit Xiang Que's shoulder hard: "It's been like this since I came back.
I was tossing so hard that even my iron-clad body couldn't bear it, and I almost fell apart."
Xiang Que grinned with bared teeth, groped Chen Xia's body under the quilt, and blew into her ear: "Your land has been deserted for almost a year, and my hoe is also rusty, so I
You can't plow the fields and clean your guns, otherwise our martial arts skills will be useless. Don't talk about me. Look at your emotional look last night, and I'll ask you, are you thirsty?"
Chen Xia's face turned red. He angrily got on his horse and sat on Xiang Que. He smiled maliciously and said, "You have only plowed half of the field. Why don't you come again? You have to pay for the remaining half."
I'll make it up"
Xiang Que was immediately confused: "No, this is a desert? You have been plowing all night and you haven't finished plowing yet?"
Chen Xia covered herself with a quilt regardless and said, "I'm thirsty."
"Hey, hey, you should be gentler... so hard that the gun is bent."
A little separation is better than a wedding. Within a few days, Chen Xia and Xiang Que gave up all foreign affairs at the same time, cut off all contact with the outside world, and rarely left the hotel room.
A few days later, Chen Xia and Xiang Que, who were almost tired of each other, had to say goodbye to this little farewell. It was not easy for the two of them to have a few days of free time and not talk about foreign affairs.
"young married woman······"
"Um?"
Xiang Que put his arm around Chen Xia's waist and said in a low voice, "I think it will be a good time in three months."
Chen Xia bit her lip and asked, "What do you mean?"
Xiang Que said: "This day is suitable for weddings and funerals..."
Chen Xia squinted her eyes, stretched out her fingers to hook Xiang Que's chin and said, "The loss is definitely gone. Are you talking to me about marriage?"
"Yeah," Xiang Que nodded shyly.
Chen Xia stretched out her hand and pinched Xiang Que's cheek, and said dissatisfied: "Is this how you proposed to me? You bastard, flowers, kneeling down on one knee and nothing else, you can just use your words?"
Xiang Que said shamelessly: "Oh, the land has been plowed, why should we be ambiguous? Just go straight to the topic."
"Isn't that giving you an advantage?"
"Don't talk nonsense, this is all mutual, who is taking advantage of the other?" Xiang Que hugged Chen Xia and suddenly said emotionally: "I can't live without you..."