If he hadn't caught up, maybe he and her would never have the chance to meet again in this life, right? Xiang Xiaochuang didn't know whether he was annoyed or lucky, she looked at him with mixed emotions and said nothing for a while.
"Don't listen to her. She is a person who will do anything to achieve her goals." Du Jiawen didn't understand what she meant. He was about to raise his eyebrows and glare, but when he looked at her pale face, he suddenly softened his tone.
"She didn't say anything." Xiang Xiaochuang said tiredly and closed his eyes with deep tiredness.
"You didn't say you would leave without saying anything?" Du Jiawen didn't believe it at all. "Her mouth can bring the dead back to life. Will she say nothing? It's nothing more than provocation and slander..."
Xiang Xiaochuang couldn't help laughing and opened his eyes: "She is your fiancée, how could anyone say that!"
Did he really think that Chen Sijia was his fiancée? But his mood became happy because of his "slander".
"This is a fact." Du Jiawen shrugged, and when he saw her uncontrollable smile, his tone became lighter, "So, you must not believe what she said."
"It's strange, why do I still feel sleepy after sleeping for so long?" Xiang Xiaochuang yawned and said to himself.
"You should sleep a little longer. It's only noon now!" Du Jiawen quickly helped her lie down. Xiang Xiaochuang looked at him blankly, making Du Jiawen's face look a little unnatural.
"What's wrong?"
"You seem...I don't know, you seem to have changed. I feel like I don't recognize you anymore." Xiang Xiaochuang said in confusion, feeling a little confused. Such tenderness and consideration should not belong to Du Jiawen.
"Did I grow an extra nose?" Du Jiawen joked, "Well, stop thinking about it. You are not familiar with the place in New York. I don't care about you, who else will care about you?"
Xiang Xiaochuang was still full of doubts, and he lay down with a frown on his face. He didn't feel sleepy for a long time. With his eyes closed, he heard the sound of Du Jiawen sitting aside and flipping through documents. He actually felt that it would be fine if he stayed like this for the rest of his life.
Those subtle sounds hit my heart one after another, like a faint trace of sorrow, which is tired and refuses to go away. The quiet years are just like this, right?
Drowsily, I still fell asleep. Suddenly I felt a hand on my forehead, gently covering it. I thought it was Du Jiawen who was afraid that he would have a fever.
"Alas..." Hearing his sigh, Xiang Xiaochuang felt strange, could a person like him sigh? He wanted to open his eyes, but felt that he could no longer tell whether it was a dream or reality.
When I woke up, I heard the sound of rain outside the window. This was the first time I heard rain in New York for several days. Xiang Xiaochuang opened his eyes. The window curtains were thick and he looked at the watch on the bowl.
I know it's only three o'clock in the afternoon.
The door of the room was slightly opened, and Du Jiawen was sitting outside, turning on a small lamp, holding a pen and writing something unknown. The screen of the laptop was still on, so I guess he was not idle.
As soon as she turned over, she saw Du Jiawen standing up.
"Xiaochang, are you awake?" he asked. The tenderness in his voice made her a little stunned, so she forgot to answer.
Du Jiawen took two steps toward the door. There was a knock on the door. He changed his direction and welcomed Fang Tianwei in. He stuck his head out and glanced into the room. He didn't know why. Xiang Xiaochuang looked again.
I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep.
"President, I heard..." Fang Tianwei's voice was so low that Xiang Xiaochuang had to concentrate to hear it.
"What?"
"Ms. Chen and Tang Xiangtian were very close at one time, and it seemed that there was nothing simple between them. At that time, Tang Xiangtian was just in college, and they often visited nightclubs together."
"You mean..."
"Tang Xiangtian has never worried about anything. As long as Miss Chen is willing, I don't think he will worry about being your fiancée. Besides, in the United States, these things are very common."
"Hmm..." Du Jiawen seemed to ponder for a moment, tapping his fingertips lightly on the glass coffee table.
Fang Tianwei was also silent. For a while, the suite was so quiet that he could only hear the patter of rain, a monotonous and hollow sound. Xiang Xiaochuang did not dare to relax his breathing. He only felt his heart beating for a while, thinking of the warmth of that sunny boy.
His smile turned out to be just due to a design, and there was a sharp pain in his heart.
"I want to have a good talk with Tang Xiangtian." Du Jiawen suddenly said, "Tianwei, go and make arrangements. There is no need to inform Boss Tang about this matter."
Fang Tianwei asked cautiously: "Tang Xiangtian himself is already the second-largest person in Chinatown. CEO, if you want to meet him, do you..."
"I don't want to use swords or guns with him, I just want to have a frank talk with him." Du Jiawen's faint voice seemed to have some coolness, making Xiang Xiaochuang's skin burst into pimples.
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Does he also have times when he can be honest with others?
"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away." Fang Tianwei agreed and walked out in a hurry. It seemed that they had done a lot while she was sleeping.
Suddenly a cough broke out, and her plan to continue pretending to sleep fell apart.
"Xiaochang, are you awake?" Du Jiawen's face appeared at the door of the room. He seemed to have sorted out the documents, and after a short delay, he walked in.
"I thought it was night!" Xiang Xiaochuang cleared his throat and said something irrelevant, breaking the silence.
"I was afraid that the light would be too bright and you wouldn't be able to sleep, so I closed the thick curtains." Du Jiawen said gently, reaching out and opening half of the window, leaving only a window screen, allowing her to see the raindrops on the window glass.
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"Thank you." Xiang Xiaochuang distanced himself from her strangely.
"Why are you so polite to me?" Du Jiawen was obviously not used to it. He leaned down and looked at her, "Why are you coughing again? You were sweating a little just now, so you don't have a fever."
Xiang Xiaochuang said "hmm": "I just feel itchy in my throat. I don't have any other discomfort. You don't need to treat me as a patient. I am your chief secretary. Do you need to sort out your documents?"
Du Jiawen shook his head: "Tianwei can do it, so just sleep peacefully."
Do you think she is the kind of animal that eats and sleeps, and eats when she sleeps? Besides, Fang Tianwei was clearly investigating Chen Sijia and Tang Xiangtian closely after he was riding the horse for him. I really don't understand, she is his fiancée, but he almost doesn't know anything about it.
Xiang Xiaochuang rolled her eyes at him, lifted the quilt and was about to jump out of bed, but was hugged by Du Jiawen.
Above his head, his voice came softly: "Xiaochang, there is nothing between Scarlett and I. This marriage was arranged by my father at that time, and now it is just a title. I was a little drunk yesterday.
……so……"
Anger suddenly gathered in Xiang Xiaochuang's chest. Could everything be written off just because he was drunk? But when he opened his mouth to refute, the anger settled down bit by bit.