Chapter 94

"Why?" Jingzhi asked gently. This person's eyes were burning. Hot. She was no longer a pure girl so she naturally understood the hidden meaning behind his overt enthusiasm. However, she no longer wanted to be tainted with emotions.

Meng Shaoxuan slowly came back to his senses, and somewhat unnaturally covered up his emotions that had just revealed an opening. "I promised Shao Xuan that I would take care of you."

"I don't need it." Jingzhi quietly replied, "Yes, no matter how poor or destitute she was, what she didn't need the most was the sympathy of others."

She lowered her head out of habit, hiding all of her emotions in her dark pupils. No matter how small she was, she still wanted to preserve her small self-esteem.

Meng Shaoxuan's face became even darker, he suddenly turned around, "Alright, you can do whatever I say, you're not allowed to refuse!"

She didn't know why she suddenly got a little angry. All these years, she had been good at holding back, but somehow, when she heard that person's angry and overbearing words, she got annoyed. "I don't want to work here, okay? How can you be so unreasonable! "

This was the first time he had spoken so loudly in the past four years.

As soon as she heard what Meng Shaoxuan said, she was startled as well. She quickly looked at Meng Shaoxuan, only to see him suddenly turning around, his dark amber eyes seemed to be tainted with a large amount of anger. He quickly retreated a step back in fright, and the habit he had formed for a long time allowed her to quickly lower her head, apologizing humbly: "Young Master Qiao, I'm sorry … "Thank you for your kind intentions, but I really don't want to work here anymore."

She wanted to call her an ostrich or a lowly one, but she just couldn't imagine how she could face the white-collar workers in such a superior environment after being recognized by others.

She remembered the early days when she had found an excellent clerical job, but after her mother had run off to make a few ruckus over her suspicions, the boss had not said he would fire her, but a colleague had gone to the head office and said in private that he did not want to have such a bad reputation with her. Dirty people work together.

When she was fired, she faced her former relatives. When Mi Wujian's colleagues looked at him with sympathy or disdain, he knew that he truly hated himself for not being aware of his current situation earlier on!

"Go! Fu Jingzhi, if you have the ability, go right now, and walk as far as you can. It's best if you don't let me see you for the rest of your life! "

Meng Shaoxuan suddenly pointed towards the exit, and saw that she had raised her head, his pupils had a faint trace of water vapor, his anger was slowly dissipating, but his domineering nature, which allowed him to do anything and everything, made him endure and not lower his head.

After biting her lips tightly, she slowly walked around Meng Shaoxuan to her things, picked up her books and bag, and then slightly bowed to him before turning around and walking out. Her footsteps were very light, almost soundless, and her breathing was also very shallow. The breath formed a strong contrast.

Meng Shaoxuan just looked at her like that, watched as she lowered his head, struggled to carry a pile of things, and carefully moved forward on the luxurious carpet laid out in his office.

She was so weak, but also so stubborn. In her bones, that softness and gentleness seemed to wrap around a kind of courage, deeply attracting him.

She opened the door to her office, turned around, and gently closed it. Just as the door was about to close, unwittingly, she raised her head to look in Meng Shaoxuan's direction.

A weak, yet sad, look in his eyes made him suddenly sober up.

I can't, I can't, lose her like this again.

The palm forcefully stopped the door from closing at the very last moment.

Zhi Zhi was startled and hurriedly released the door handle. Her clear and translucent eyes fell on his hand, and on the back of her jade carving-like hand was a red mark. Zhi Zhi's heart trembled and nervously opened his mouth. "Young Master Qiao, your hand …"

"I'm fine." He looked at the bruise on the back of his hand and casually shook it before putting it behind his back. Seeing her panicked expression, he couldn't help but comfort her, "Don't mind me, it's not your fault, it's my own carelessness."

Zhi Zhi gave him a glance. Her bangs had grown a little too long. It covered her eyes, making them look more like the autumn waves.

The bottom of Meng Shaoxuan's heart throbbed, then, he realized that he shouldn't have revealed his intentions so quickly. After all, his current identity was Qiao Zixi, not Meng Shaoxuan.

"But."

He then changed the topic and looked at her with a vicious gaze, "You can't get rid of the responsibility!"

"I... "Let me accompany you to the hospital to have a look …" "You …" Zhi Zhi uneasily opened her mouth, but her eyebrows were tightly knitted. How could she have any extra money?

"There's no need for that, but I've already said that I can't do anything these few days, so you can't leave. You have to stay here and take care of me."

Meng Shaoxuan turned around and sat on his boss's chair. After casually spinning half a circle, he placed one hand on his temple while the other hand pointed at the judge: "It's decided then."

Since he was the Young Master Lord, he naturally wouldn't be able to bandage his wound up in the clinic. If it was just that he wanted to go to the main hospital to register for a film or something, he didn't dare to think too much and could only nod his head seriously: "Okay, I won't resign."

Meng Shaoxuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and quickly calmed himself down: "Alright, let's get off work early today, why aren't you putting down the things in your hands?"

"Go, what are we going to do?" As he put things down, Meng Shaoxuan had already grabbed her hand in an impatient manner: "Stop dawdling. You're still young, why are you so slow like an aunt …"

Knowing that he was being pulled, he ran out and bumped into a few of the department heads, whose faces were red. They wanted to struggle free, but Meng Shaoxuan grabbed onto them even tighter, staring at them as he walked: "Don't move, my hands are hurting."

Zhi Zun didn't dare to move again. She allowed him to pull her into the elevator, down the stairs, and then dragged her to his car. Zhi Zun stopped walking and refused to leave. "Young Master Qiao, what are you trying to do?"

"Get in!" Meng Shaoxuan opened the car door, and without saying a word, stuffed Zhi Zun inside. The car he drove was extremely tyrannical, just like the car he drove earlier, with a cute, crude, and domineering air that made people unable to resist.

"I have to repackage you." Meng Shaoxuan looked at the old earth suit that he was wearing and couldn't help but fantasize about what she would look like after changing into beautiful clothes that smelled like women.

In the afternoon in Los Angeles.

"Shao Ting, look, Sang Ru and I bought a new bottle of perfume from Gu Qi. The smell is really good, I guess you would like it!"

After drinking the afternoon tea, Man Jun showed him her bloody spoils happily. Meng Shaoting patiently was pulled upstairs to look at the things she bought.

She loved jewelry, she loved beautiful clothes, she loved shoes, she loved all things that glittered with beauty. Of course, there were not many young girls like her who did not love all these, Meng Shaoting did not feel that it was wrong, and he had always been generous to Man Jun as well.

"How do you know I do?" Meng Shaoting reclined on the sofa. Seeing Man Jun running over with a multicolored skirt hanging from her arm and a small box that looked like she was offering treasures to her, he was influenced by her brilliant smile and couldn't help but ask gently.

"Because, I saw so many flowers in our garden, but you just liked gardenia, so I knew that you also liked the perfume that smelled of gardenia!"

Man Jun opened the perfume and gently sprayed it into the air. Her nimble body swirled slightly within the perfume mist, and then she threw herself into Meng Shaoting's embrace, and gently raised her soft and slender arm in front of him, smiling like a flower: "Shao Ting, Smell it, do you smell good?"

Just like that, a familiar smell drifted over, as though it had always been covered by dust. The suppressed memories of her rapidly opened the door, causing everything in the past to pour out like floodwaters …

She never used perfume. Never.

He had never seen perfume at her dressing table, but she had not smelled that way since the day she was married.

In those days together, he seemed to get so used to the smell of her that in those days in Los Angeles, he had fallen into an occasional sleepless night and felt as if something was missing from his side.