89: A rare peaceful day

In an unusual turn for Falling City, the weather turned rainy. Large raindrops pelted the window with a rhythmic pitter-patter, sounding like countless tiny drumsticks beating against the glass.

The two people inside hadn't turned on the lights. In the dim room, they curled up on the sofa, watching a movie.

Tan Jing's face was flushed red as she lay obediently on the sofa. Seeing the other person try to feed her fruit again, she turned her head away in disdain, refusing to be fed.

"Pervert!"

Jiang Chuan helplessly tossed the fruit into his own mouth and continued to massage her small, jade-like feet. The two pairs of clean white lace socks had long since flown off to who-knows-where.

On the large screen, the movie had reached its end, and the credits were slowly rolling by.

Tan Jing sat up and searched for a long time before finally finding her socks. She gave him a sidelong glance, tied up her messy hair, and went to the kitchen to wash her hands and prepare dinner.

While Jiang Chuan had no talent for cooking, he was a natural at causing trouble. From time to time, the kitchen was filled with the girl's playful rebukes and laughter.

Considering her Boyfriend was going on a business trip, Tan Jing made an especially lavish dinner. Of course, it was still a bit less than the last time, but she would never do that again.

"If I make it, you just sit!"

Jiang Chuan’s appetite was whetted as he looked at the table full of dishes. He had to admit that Xiao Jing could easily be a food Streamer; her cooking skills were on par with the chefs the company had hired.

Tan Jing ate very little in the evening. After a simple bite, she rested her chin on her hand and watched her beloved eat the dinner she had prepared. This, in itself, was a kind of happiness.

After finishing dinner and cleaning up, Xiao Jing surprisingly didn't go to stream. Instead, she pulled him into the bedroom, opened the wardrobe, and asked with a smile:

"Which one do you like?"

Jiang Chuan looked at the sexy lingerie inside the wardrobe and felt his lower back, thinking that the potion given by the system was indeed very useful.

"Only children make choices; adults want them all!"

"Ya~"

The rain outside gradually turned from moderate to heavy, drenching the warm earth.

The unique scent that comes with rain drifted into the room from outside, filling the entire bedroom.

Midnight.

For some reason, the two people who should have been fast asleep had moved from the master bedroom to the second bedroom.

One o'clock in the morning.

A girl's figure secretly crept out of the second bedroom and returned to the master bedroom. She walked over to the trash can, took off her socks, threw them inside, and whispered to herself:

"They're ruined after only one wear. What a waste."

A moment later, the girl ran into the bathroom carrying a large bundle of what looked like dripping wet bedsheets and threw them into the washing machine.

Jiang Chuan was already fast asleep, occasionally muttering some nonsensical dream talk: "Women really are made of water..."

7:32 AM, Sunny.

Jiang Chuan felt a bit breathless, but he was still at that threshold where he didn't want to wake up.

After a while, he finally couldn't take it anymore. He rolled over and opened his eyes.

Perhaps because of his "feeding," Xiao Jing had filled out a bit, and being buried in that land of tenderness had completely cut off his air.

Since he was awake, he didn't go back to sleep. He carefully got up. Xiao Jing's sleeping posture was very sweet, curled up like a kitten.

Perhaps feeling that her familiar pillow was gone, she frowned with displeasure, her small hand still groping around on the bed.

Jiang Chuan gave her a kiss on her small face and went to the master bedroom's bathroom to wash up.

Today he had to go to the company to make arrangements, hand over all the work, and prepare for tomorrow's business trip.

The candidates for the trip hadn't been decided yet. He couldn't go alone and sit on the steps with a factory owner, haggling like he was at a vegetable market, could he?

It wasn't just a matter of face; if he did that, the other party would definitely look down on his company. Even if they collaborated, problems would arise sooner or later.

The Shen siblings, Lin Shuyi, and other company executives certainly didn't have the time to go. Although he had scheduled the trip for the weekend, the company needed to operate normally in case of any special circumstances.

In his mind, the best candidate was Zhang Linlin. After all, it would be very relevant to her future development.

But she had just been discharged from the hospital; arranging a business trip for her now would be truly inhumane.

Jiang Chuan spat out his mouthwash and stopped thinking about it. If all else failed, he would just use Old Fourth as a secretary, even though he was more like the company's mascot... He stuck a note on the headboard of the second bedroom, grabbed the suitcase Xiao Jing had packed, and walked out of the room.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Tan Jing opened her eyes. This was their first separation since they started dating.

Although he didn't come here every day, the feeling was completely different. She knew in her heart that he was in this city, not far from her.

This time, however, there was a distance of over fifteen hundred kilometers. Already lacking a sense of security, her mind had been racing since last night.

But she didn't want to interfere with his work, so she could only pretend to be asleep to avoid this parting.

She sat up, saw the note on the headboard, and picked it up to read carefully. The panic in her heart was gradually replaced by warmth, and she smiled tenderly as she stroked the note.

[My dear wife, you can go play with Tang Ke this weekend. I've already talked to her. I'll bring you a gift when I get back. Love you!]

"I love you too, hubby."

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The more Feng Qiqi thought about it, the angrier and more unwilling she became. She didn't sleep well at all. She crawled out of bed at four o'clock, and after washing up, she sat at her vanity to do her makeup.

By the time she felt she looked perfect, it was nearly six o'clock. She hurriedly went to her wardrobe and put on a short-sleeved top and a pleated skirt.

Tying her hair as she went, she put on her shoes and headed out the door, not even stopping for breakfast.

Arriving at the underground parking garage, she saw the familiar mercedes-benz g-class parked there and breathed a sigh of relief. At least her careful preparations weren't in vain.

She returned to the first floor and walked out of the building entrance, looking toward Unit 6. she didn't know where he would come out from.

She didn't dare take out her phone to ask; what if he didn't want to see her and secretly ran away?

She could only walk to a central position and wait patiently. The fish in her pond had all been released by her, so naturally, there would be no scene of her being pursued by admirers.

It was only six o'clock, and the neighborhood was very quiet. She could only kick the stones at her feet to pass the time.

Time passed bit by bit.

The neighborhood gradually became lively. Many people noticed a particularly beautiful girl standing downstairs.

Word spread quickly. It's human nature to enjoy a spectacle, and more and more people who heard the news came over, wanting to see just how beautiful this "particularly beautiful" girl really was.

Feng Qiqi was getting a bit tired of waiting, but with so many people watching her, she had to maintain her ladylike and well-behaved posture.

"Is this girl waiting for her Boyfriend? This guy is such a jerk, making such a beautiful girlfriend wait for so long!"

"Yeah, I heard Old Li say she's been waiting here since six."

"She's way too pretty. She's even better looking than the campus belle from my university days!"

Liu Yuansheng loved a good spectacle. Seeing so many people here, he walked over, pulled a guy aside, and asked, "What's going on? Why are there so many people?"

"There's an incredibly beautiful girl inside! I heard she's been standing here for over an hour."

Liu Yuansheng nodded, but inwardly he sneered, "How could any girl be prettier than my goddess!"

Taking advantage of his tall and sturdy build, he pushed through the crowd. After enduring being stepped on, bumped into, and having his butt touched, he finally squeezed his way to the very front.

He rubbed his butt, feeling a wave of disgust, wondering which pervert had touched him.

He looked curiously at the girl standing in the shade. The more he looked, the more familiar she seemed. He unconsciously leaned forward, wanting to see more clearly.

"Holy crap! My goddess?"