ottom line, you can do whatever you want. But once you cross that line, he's crueler than anyone else. 。It's not just like that with Wen Jian, but also with his own parents. He draws a clear line, an...On her way back home, she called Teacher Zhang because she had previously reported to him. This time, she was seeking his final opinion. Although it was evening in China and Teacher Zhang was still working overtime, upon hearing her report, he immediately agreed: "As I said, you are fully responsible for this work."

"Okay, I'll go sign the contract now."

"Go ahead." As Teacher Zhang was about to hang up the phone, she suddenly said, "Xiao Chen, you're great, keep up the good work."

Zhang Lao's admiration was heartfelt. He saw the tenacity and potential in Chen Ning far exceeding his expectations. This railway was secured at least three years earlier than they had predicted.

Chen Ling felt a surge of excitement and emotion in her heart, but when she sat face-to-face with Kurma to discuss the details, she remained calm and collected. She didn't miss any details, carefully communicating every point before signing the contract. After shaking hands, they took a photo together.

I was supposed to have lunch with Kurma, but she honestly said that she was on her way back from the airport because it's China's most important holiday and she needs to go back to be with her family.

Kourma expressed her complete understanding and even proactively suggested, “I’ll have my secretary drive you to the airport. He drives fast and safely.”

"Can I" Chen Ling replied, not politely at all.

Kulma nodded.

"Thank you, Mr. Kurma, that's wonderful." It also gives me a chance to chat with his secretary and build rapport, so we can work together in the future. I imagine Mr. Kurma feels the same way.

She had changed her flight ticket on the way back earlier, luckily there's still a flight in the afternoon, although it requires a transfer in Hong Kong, but it'll be sooner than her and Song...

Kyo no said that the time was half a day earlier.

Song Jingye also returned to Beijing from the southwest a day in advance. His own Siheyuan had been unoccupied for the past six months. Although the housemaid would come at fixed times to clean, he still asked her to thoroughly clean inside and out. He wiped the windows clean and took Chen Ling's everyday items out of the cabinets, which made him feel much better.

He originally planned to go to the supermarket in the morning to buy some necessities of life, and then pick her up at the airport in the afternoon. It had been half a year apart, and as they got closer to seeing each other, he became more and more restless. Every minute felt unbearable, and he had to do something to pass the time and distract himself.

Just as he was about to head out to the supermarket, the doorbell rang at the gate of his yard. Without giving it much thought, he opened the door. Before he could even make out who it was, a shadow rushed into his arms.

The familiar scent, the familiar embrace and touch, left him stunned, as if it were a hallucination.

Chen Ning hugged him tightly, all her longing expressed in the alternating titles of "uncle" and "husband" she used for him. He straightened up, holding her upright before him, and looked at her face to face.

It really is her, it's definitely her.

To his surprise, there was only an overwhelming sense of joy. He held her tightly again and again, still finding it unbelievable, so unreal. "Wasn't she supposed to arrive this afternoon"

Chen Ling leaned back into his embrace, raising her head in his arms and saying, "Maybe the plane felt my longing and sped up its flight."

As soon as the words left her lips, Song Jingye cupped her head and pressed a deep kiss onto her.

The courtyard door was closed, so they embraced passionately under the eaves of the door, wanting to pour all their longing from the past six months into this kiss.

But, just a kiss how...

Is that enough

They kissed urgently, craving more of each other.

At this moment, words were unnecessary. Song Jingye scooped her up from the waist and carried her toward the house, leaving her suitcase forlornly beneath the eaves of the doorway.

By the time they had both reached their beds, Chen Ling gently nudged him awake: "I'm going to take a shower first." After sitting on the plane for almost 20 hours, she felt uncomfortable all over.

Song Jingye propped up his hand and then bowed his head to kiss her heavily, his voice already hoarse: "Hmm."

He took a set of pajamas from the closet next to him and watched her go into the bathroom. He sat on the edge of the bed by himself, chuckling. He realized he was getting ahead of himself.

A little rationality returned, and she pushed her suitcase back into the room. But that rationality didn't last long because when Chen Ling came out of the bathroom, she wasn't wearing the pajamas he had just found, but rather a bathrobe directly.

He really wanted to be a rational person, and he also wanted to appear more like a gentleman, or at least someone who fit the image of his profession, with great control.

But, it didn't work!

My head was practically on fire, devoid of any reason. Especially after I carried her to bed, and underneath the towel... there was nothing.

She blushed and stammered, "My... my underwear is in my suitcase."

He mumbled, "Oh."

Absence makes the heart grow fonder, it seems like these days are being made up for all at once, again and again. By the time we're exhausted, it's already afternoon and we've missed lunch.

Chen Ning was both tired and hungry. She hadn't slept on the plane, and with the time difference, she ignored Song Jingye's suggestion to have breakfast before sleeping and fell asleep directly.

But thinking about him in my heart, I didn't

I slept too long, waking up in the evening. The glow of sunset streamed through the window, warming the room even in winter.

Song Jingye hadn't slept well these past few days because he was looking forward to her return. So he fell asleep holding her just now and woke up almost at the same time as she did.

They stared at each other, silently for a long moment.

Chen Ling reached out to touch his face. She had noticed just now that he was more muscular than before, his muscles harder and firmer, and a little darker. As for herself, she hadn't changed much; the sun hadn't tanned her skin.

She looked at him like that, and Song Jingye felt a little overwhelmed. A familiar heat started to stir within him, but before it could fully ignite, he sat up and got out of bed. Knowing she hadn't eaten much all day, he decided to take her out for a meal first.

Chen Ning also put on her clothes behind him, rustling softly. When the two of them were dressed and standing in the room, Song Jingye hugged her and kissed her for a while.

It's been so long, and just like his old dating standards, he wants someone he sees and just wants to hug and kiss.

His phone had several missed calls and dozens of group messages, from a small group chat with their class monitor and Zheng Ke. They kept @ him, asking if he'd heard back from Xiao Ning yet, that they were waiting for him at the restaurant to welcome her back.

Chen Ning replied to the class monitor using his phone: "We've arrived, and we're on our way over now."

Zheng Ke immediately replied: "Did we disturb you I and the class monitor were being impolite. How about we treat you to a welcome dinner another day"

The class monitor directly threw out a photo of delicious food. On the table in the private room, there were already many dishes and even a pot of soup. "We need to rest in the middle, come over quickly, wait for you."

Although it was a joke, Chen Ning responded to it.

A long-lost sense of familiarity, can't wait to see the class monitor and Zheng Ke.lass banner.Of course, deep down he wanted to give the opportunity to Cheng Chen. But after all, he was the face of the whole class. Cheng Chen might be good-looking, but he couldn't deny that Tinglan...