Fortunately, they were in the car, so Chu Yuan did not act too presumptuously.
After a long, long time, he finally let go of Shen Lingxi.
The car continued to drive at high speed.
Late at night.
In a small town, in a hotel.
Shi Jue took a glance at the sleeping Xia Weiyang, got up, and gently got off the bed. Wearing slippers, he picked up the computer on the coffee table and walked to the balcony. When he pulled the balcony door, he moved carefully, afraid that he would make a sound.
The night breeze was cool. Just as he came out, Shi Jue could not help but shrink his neck from the cold, but he did not go back. Instead, he turned on the laptop, plugged in the power, and sat on the chair.
A moment later, Shi jue's fingers flew up and down from time to time. His slender fingers seemed to be dancing on the keyboard.
The computer screen displayed the stock market for a while, the internal situation of the Qi family's Guanghao group company for a while, the latest business they were involved in, and so on. Sometimes, he was still making notes.
Shi Jue, who was working, was serious and steady.
He completely forgot the time.
The Moon in the night sky peeked at Shi jue from time to time, and shyly sneaked away.
After a long while, Shi jue shook his sore neck and looked at the time. It was already three in the morning.
He looked up through the transparent glass door and saw Xia Weiyang sleeping soundly in a different position. His eyes were filled with tenderness. The tiredness from before was swept away, and in the next moment, he was working energetically.
When the sky was slightly bright, Shi Jue put away his computer.
He had not slept for almost the whole night. His face was a little Pale. He pinched the space between his eyebrows, rubbed his sore shoulders, and rubbed his arms. Only then did he get up and gently go back.
Shi Jue ran a few rounds on the ground and felt that the coolness on his body was almost gone, and his body was much warmer. Only then did he quietly get on the bed, lifted the blanket, and lay down.
After a moment, a clear and even sound of breathing could be heard.
Suddenly, Xia Weiyang, who had been sleeping soundly, opened her eyes and gently turned over to face Shi jue.
Looking at his tired side profile, her heart ached.
Just because of a wedding photo, just because it made her happy, made her have no regrets, made her happy, and made her happy. He actually ignored his own body and stayed with her during the day and night. He only started working late at night.
And just now, he was actually warming up so that the coolness on his body would not freeze her.
The more she thought about it, the more tears welled up in Xia Weiyang's eyes. At the same time that her heart ached for him, she also felt that she had let him down.
All this time, she felt that he was the one who was giving. Sometimes, she was really useless.
Xia Weiyang gently leaned over and wrapped her arms around Shi jue's waist. She hugged him and gave him warmth. She said softly, "Jue, I love you. I will always love you. I will never leave you. "
The next day.
Shi Jue woke up early. Xia Weiyang felt sorry for him and let him sleep for a while.
But he said, "Yang 'er, I want to see your side in different styles of clothes. I think it will be even more beautiful. ".
Xia Weiyang had no choice but to agree with him.
In the dressing room.
Xia Weiyang was fiddling with the Hanfu she was wearing. It was a bright red color, with a collar and a waist. It extended from her waist all the way to the bottom, making it more beautiful and fashionable. This was her favorite style.
Xia Weiyang trotted out in her palace boots. She was just about to show Shi jue the Han Chinese clothing she was wearing.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, she was stunned when she saw the Red Han Chinese clothing Shi Jue was wearing.
His hair was tied up in a high crown, and the rest of his beautiful black hair was naturally draped over his back. His back was straight, his body was tall, and his arms were straight. His body was long and lean.
He looked like a handsome young master. Even the handsome pan an had to admit defeat.