Qianxing was silent again and again, and finally stretched out his hand to hold her, and said in a low voice: "Yibo, do what makes you relaxed... No matter what you choose to do, I will support you."
After hearing this, Zhuang Yibo held her back, paused for a moment, and then said: "Then you listen to me and go back to the country and don't stay here anymore, okay?"
Qianxing knew why.
Because her appearance and existence broke the ideal state she had struggled to maintain, it caused her to be repeatedly pulled and separated between the two worlds - her appearance not only did not help her, but even only exacerbated her pain.
"Okay." Qianxing finally said slowly, "I'll go back."
Only then did Zhuang Yibo laugh again, stretched out his hand and pinched her cheek, saying, "You have to be nice."
"You must also come back to Tongcheng to see me in good condition." Qianxing said in a low voice.
Zhuang Yibo chuckled and nodded slowly.
Qianxing left immediately without any hesitation or pause, and boarded the plane back to China that afternoon.
Zhuang Yibo sent her off to the plane, but when he came back, he did not go back to Shen Wangjin's apartment immediately. Instead, he found a coffee shop, watched the people coming and going outside the window, and sat quietly until dark.
When she finally returned to the apartment, she found that Shen Wangjin had not returned yet.
After coming to London, such a situation has almost never happened. Although he occasionally works overtime, he almost always returns to the apartment before eight o'clock.
Zhuang Yibo actually didn't eat much outside, and he wasn't hungry at the moment. He went upstairs and sat by the window for a long time, but still didn't wait for Shen Wangjin to come back.
Seeing that it was late at night, she stood up stiffly and prepared to take off her makeup and take a shower. When she walked into the cloakroom, her whole body suddenly froze.
The next moment, she walked to the batch of clothes hung in categories, picked out the ones that Shen Wangjin didn't like that she had bought in the store before, and carried them downstairs.
The housekeeper heard the voice and quickly appeared in front of her, "Miss Zhuang, is there anything you need me to do?"
Zhuang Yibo handed him the clothes in his hand, "Please help me deal with these clothes."
"Okay." The housekeeper smiled and took the clothes in her hands. Before she could turn around, there was a sudden movement at the door.
Shen Wangjin pushed open the door and entered.
When he finally came back, Zhuang Yibo breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression was still tense.
Shen Wangjin glanced at the situation between her and the housekeeper, and asked calmly: "What are you doing?"
Before the butler spoke, Zhuang Yibo replied: "I won't wear these clothes anyway, so I'll ask the butler to help me deal with them."
After hearing this, Shen Wangjin seemed not to be very interested and just sat on the sofa.
"Mr. Shen looks a little tired. Would you like a cup of hot tea or a glass of wine?" the butler asked.
Shen Wangjin just waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need anything, and then slowly closed his eyes, as if he was resting his mind.
Zhuang Yibo stood aside for a moment, and finally walked to him and sat down, "You came back so late today, the company is busy with a lot of things -"
Halfway through her question, she suddenly stopped and just looked at him quietly.
After a while, Shen Wangjin slowly opened his eyes and looked at her who had only spoken half of her words, "Huh?"
She seemed to hesitate for a moment, bit her lip again, and then finally said: "You...are you with Miss Ruan tonight?"
After hearing this, Shen Wangjin suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly, supported his forehead with one hand and looked at her, "What, you saw us?"
Zhuang Yibo's face froze uncontrollably, then he shook his head and said: "The perfume Miss Ruan uses is very special. You will remember it after you smell it once."
After hearing this, Shen Wangjin couldn't help but lower his head and sniff himself.