In the end, Ji Chaozhou didn’t continue to work. He took off the white coat, changed back into his own clothes, and walked down the stairs slowly.
When he came out, he could see the bodyguard sitting in the car from a distance. She had opened the window and was looking down at the phone, her fingers moving on the screen. He wondered if she was reporting to Ji Mushan.
But soon, Ji Chaozhou knew that the other party was sending him a message because his cell phone beeped.
Number six: [Still working?]
Ji Chaozhou didn’t reply. He quit WeChat and walked towards the car. He hadn’t arrived yet, but when she sensed the movement, she turned her head to look this way and her eyes lit up. She smiled at him.
She got out of the car, opened the door for him for usual, and asked, “Have you had dinner yet?”
Ji Chaozhou blocked the other party’s follow-up and directly said, “I’m not hungry.”
Cheng Liu didn’t force it either, simply got in the car to take her boyfriend home.
Once the car doors were closed and they were isolated from the outside world, Ji Chaozhou could feel the other party’s presence become stronger. The most important thing was…
He tilted his head, his beautiful eyes looking at the bodyguard who was driving quietly beside him. “Rashan Midu?”
This time, Cheng Liu knew that her boyfriend was talking about the perfume on her body. “I bought it when I saw it in the mall, but it doesn’t smell as good as yours.”
Ji Chaozhou was silent for a moment and asked her, “Do you like the smell on me better?”
I like you, Cheng Liu said these words in her heart, but the words she said out loud were also honest, “Mmm, it’s not as good as yours.”
Ji Chaozhou was slightly surprised, but it disappeared so quickly that Cheng Liu, who was driving, didn’t notice.
The Midu that he used for himself had its base notes changed, the milkyness of the sandalwood was missing, and it was colder and more solitary.
For a long time, unless it was a professional perfumer, few people have discovered the difference.
She… can smell it?
“Do you have any background on perfume research?” Ji Chaozhou, who seldom showed interest in other people, asked.
“Perfume?” Cheng Liu quickly turned to look at her boyfriend next to her, “I don’t understand anything about it.”
Ji Chaozhou’s clean and slender fingertips that were placed on his knees moved slightly. She didn’t know perfume, but she could detect the difference. It was because she had a keen sense of smell and was good at distinguishing distinct scents.
…… translated by Maela @whitemoonlight.com
When they reached the fifth building in Wenxing Community, Ji Chaozhou turned to Cheng Liu and said, “Come up with me.”
Cheng Liu froze on the spot, her heart pounding. In the dead of night, her boyfriend was inviting her upstairs?
Isn’t this too fast?!
Cheng Liu looked at her boyfriend’s face that looked even more beautiful under the moonlight and suddenly felt pretty good again.
For a moment, President Cheng was already deciding which business partners to invite for the wedding.
After Ji Chaozhou said that, he didn’t wait for her response but walked directly to the building entrance.
Cheng Liu scrambled to follow, quietly turned on her phone with one hand, and typed quickly with her thumb, searching for ‘what to do when you visit your boyfriend’s house for the first time.’
However, her boyfriend’s house was only on the second floor, and she had just finished typing in the search box, before she even clicked on the first answer to the query, and she was already standing in front of her boyfriend’s house.
Ji Chaozhou opened the door and walked in.
Cheng Liu had no choice but to put away the phone and follow in.
… …
This was Cheng Liu’s first time entering her boyfriend’s house.
In the whole living room, except for the flowers in the transparent vase on the dining table, there were not many traces that someone actually lived there.
It was even more empty than her house.
Cheng Liu was a stereotypical engineering girl—she didn’t care about non-essential things, and with her busy work, her home was basically a sales model room.
But at the same time, as long as Cheng Liu used it, it would be stamped with her strong personality—like the study room.
But here …
Cheng Liu thought for a long time, but in the end she could only think of one phrase: cold and desolate.
“This is the Midu I use, which is different from the one in the mall.” Ji Chaozhou had returned to where she was standing by the door, and he handed Cheng Liu a bottle of perfume. “For you.”
Since she could smell the difference, as a perfumer, Ji Chaozhou was willing to give her a bottle.
Cheng Liu’s eyes fell on the perfume bottle in his hand for a while, then her eyes slowly moved up, met his boyfriend’s eyes, and finally realized the unexpected truth: it turned out that she was only invited upstairs so he could give her perfume.
Alas, although it was a pity, Cheng Liu still accepted the gift. “Thank you.”
This is the first gift she received from her boyfriend—she had to think carefully about where to place it in her house.
“Don’t pick me up tomorrow,” Ji Chaozhou said, withdrawing his hand.
Ranshan was a company left by his mother. Now he has reappeared in front of the public with Midu. He needed to develop new fragrances and continue to expand the scope of its influence.
“Okay.” Cheng Liu heard this correctly as her boyfriend giving an order to evict her, but she didn’t regret it too much. The future was long.
She cradled the perfume in her hands and turned to leave. At that moment, she saw the flowers on the darkened balcony from the corner of her eye. Even though it was shrouded in darkness, she could still vaguely discern that they were blooming.
Before closing the door, Cheng Liu looked back at her boyfriend and said,”I’m leaving.”
Ji Chaozhou stood in the living room and nodded to her.
The door was closed, the footsteps in the corridor gradually disappeared, and the second floor was once again silent.
…
Cheng Liu was very happy tonight. As soon as she got home, she began to think about where to put the gift her boyfriend gave her.
Put it in the most conspicuous place in the living room?
Her living room was simply too big—a bottle of perfume would not be conspicuous anywhere.
In the end, Cheng Liu thought about it and decided to put it on the bookshelf in her study room. Not only was there glass to prevent it from gathering dust, but it was also the place she most often went to when awake.
Cheng Liu carefully placed the perfume given by her boyfriend on the bookshelf and looked at it through the glass for a long time.
As for the bottle of Midu she bought in the mall, it was carelessly thrown on the sofa in the living room—the treatment was very different.
Cheng Liu thought about it but felt it was still not enough.
Except for the chief assistant who would occasionally come to the study, no one else would come and see it. Her purpose of showing off had not yet been achieved.
So, Cheng Liu picked up her phone, looked for various angles, and finally took a picture of the perfume and sent it to Moments with the text: [Gift from boyfriend]
It must be mentioned that Young President Cheng has not posted on Moments for ten thousand years, and so this post immediately aroused likes from major partners and WeChat friends.
Cheng Liu watched with satisfaction as the number of likes on WeChat continued to rise. Her showing off could be considered a success.
She wanted those business partners of hers to see that she also had a boyfriend and he was very loving!
Within one night, Cheng Liu was sure that those good business partners would talk to her in private, and then she could show off her boyfriend again.
However, all this was quickly shattered under a certain comment.
Director Li: [Young President Cheng, isn’t this the perfume you bought yourself in the mall earlier?]
Cheng Liu had been watching her circle of friends with great interest, and when she saw such a comment, she couldn’t help but feel in her heart: It’s over ah!
Before she could reply, He Bai even followed and commented: [President Cheng, isn’t this the perfume you bought yourself in the mall earlier?]
Many of the bosses have the same circle of friends, and they were friends with each other. Director Li’s reply immediately attracted the attention of other business partners, not to mention that Cheng Liu’s chief assistant also said the same thing.
As a result, all kinds of partners who had previously liked her post followed suit one after another, all commenting this sentence uniformly.
Cheng Liu: “…”
T/N: I’m not sure if it’s coming across in my translations but a lot of the descriptions for Ji Chaozhou show he’s not very connected with the mundane world. Lonely, cold, alone. He likes to sit in the dark, doesn’t eat even when he’s hungry and thinks the ‘tingly’ hunger pangs are signs that he’s still alive. The flowers also refer to him—they are in the shadows, in the cold, in a barren place, but they are very much alive—fragile and beautiful.
I guess that would make Cheng Liu the relentless, ever shameless sun ❤️
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