readytorunbook Chapter 50 Always ready
Chapter 50 Always ready
Song Qianyi felt as if a thunderbolt had exploded in her mind.
Yes, what is Lin Wanqing, a person from the HR department, doing here?
If Ji Jingshen hadn't tacitly approved, why would Lin Wanqing have followed him?
Realizing this, Song Qianyi's face paled slightly, and she gripped her phone tightly at her side.
The edge of the phone dug into my palm, causing a slight, stinging pain, but it couldn't outweigh the bitterness in my heart.
They're not even divorced yet, and he's already starting to think about his next wife?
"Isn't President Ji already married?" Song Qianyi tried her best to keep her voice from trembling.
"It's all rumors." Seeing Song Qianyi's expression, Lin Wanqing felt even more pleased. She raised her chin slightly and said smugly, "President Ji doesn't have a wedding ring on his hand. He is definitely not married."
No wedding ring? Are you not married?
Song Qianyi reached into her pocket, grasped the ring, and tightened her grip.
She understood everything.
When Ji Jingshen left, he left his wedding ring behind, which was a way of telling everyone his determination to divorce.
But she wouldn't give up and kept pestering him.
She suddenly stood up, suppressing her emotions, and looked down at Lin Wanqing: "Then I congratulate Miss Lin in advance. Don't forget to send me an invitation."
After saying that, he got up and left.
Lin Wanqing watched her departing figure, her back straightening even more, like a fighting rooster that had won a battle.
Song Qianyi didn't want to stay in Xiangyang Village for even a moment longer.
But she came by taxi. It's easy to get a taxi from the city, but it's different in Xiangyang Village.
Xiangyang Village is located in a remote area with almost no taxis, let alone ride-hailing drivers willing to accept this order.
She had no choice but to consider going with the special car arranged by Xiangyang Village.
However, Xiangyang Village is currently in the trial operation phase, with only four round trips per day on the shuttle bus. When she went to buy a ticket, the last bus had just departed.
It was getting late, so Song Qianyi had no choice but to stay at the hotel.
……
Shen Chen stared wide-eyed as Lin Wanqing returned alone, glancing behind her several times but not seeing Song Qianyi. He couldn't believe it and pulled Lin Wanqing aside to ask, "Where's that young lady from earlier?"
"I have to go now," Lin Wanqing replied briefly. Seeing that Shen Chen was about to cry, she comforted her, "Don't worry, she won't bother President Ji again."
Shen Chen was really about to cry.
Can't you see that Mr. Ji really wants that young lady to bother him?
If you drive people away, how are we supposed to live?
Shen Chen wished he could go out and bring Song Qianyi back right now, but Ji Jingshen had already arrived.
Ji Jingshen glanced at Lin Wanqing and noticed that there was no one behind her. The atmosphere around him instantly became much heavier: "Where is she?"
His attitude was too obvious. Lin Wanqing, who was originally feeling smug, now felt a little guilty and lowered her head, replying softly, "She said she had something to do and left first."
Ji Jingshen chuckled lightly, his expression ambiguous.
What else could Song Qianyi want besides him?
His sharp eyes swept over Lin Wanqing's guilty face, lost in thought.
"Manager Lin, I feel very reassured entrusting this project to you."
Upon hearing Ji Jingshen's praise, Lin Jingye was overjoyed and bowed repeatedly, saying, "It's all thanks to your leadership, President Ji, and the timely arrival of funds that Xiangyang Village has achieved what it has today."
"You are very meticulous and intelligent, but you should use your energy for more serious things."
Ji Jingshen finished the second half of his sentence expressionlessly, then his cool gaze fell on Lin Wanqing.
Lin Jingye glanced in the direction of his daughter, his eyes darting around as if he had guessed something, but he couldn't show it in front of Ji Jingshen, so he could only smile and say, "Mr. Ji is right. This project is like my own child to me. Don't worry, I will keep a close eye on it."
As he spoke, he glared at his daughter.
Ji Jingshen nodded without saying anything more. He glanced at the time and prepared to leave.
Shen Chen reminded him from the side, "President Ji, you should also try out the hotel bedding."
Ji Jingshen glanced sideways.
What kind of bedding does he need to personally test?
Shen Chen watched intently, saying nothing.
Ji Jingshen agreed.
After seeing Ji Jingshen off, Lin Jingye turned to Lin Wanqing and, after roughly understanding what had happened, simply said, "Don't be too hasty. It's not good to offend President Ji. Take it slow."
Lin Wanqing agreed verbally, but she had other plans in mind.
Waiting passively for a rabbit to run into a tree stump is nowhere near as effective as taking the initiative.
Song Qianyi returned to her room to rest and saw a message from Shen Chen: "Madam, the boss is not used to the temperature on the mountain and has caught a cold. Do you have any medicine? He is in room 9056. I have just received a last-minute work assignment and have to go down the mountain, so I can't deliver it."
If you're sick, go see a doctor. If that doesn't work, ask the receptionist if they have any medicine. Why would you need to talk to her?
Song Qianyi tossed her phone aside and lay back on the bed.
She felt she couldn't bring herself to give up explaining to Ji Jingshen or end the marriage.
Putting aside Ji Jingshen himself, it was his financial resources that truly attracted Song Qianyi.
But before Lin Shan even left, another Lin Wanqing arrived. Will there be even more women in the future?
If she only cares about Ji Jingshen's money, what does it matter how many other women she has to do with him?
Song Qianyi suddenly sat up straight, feeling a sense of relief, and got up to ask the front desk for some medicine.
As I stepped out of the elevator, my steps suddenly stopped.
At the door of room 9056, Ji Jingshen stood in the doorway wearing only a shirt and trousers, with two buttons undone, revealing his delicate collarbone and a small part of his chest. Lin Wanqing, wearing a silk slip dress, leaned prettily toward Ji Jingshen.
When Song Qianyi came out, she happened to see Lin Wanqing let out a soft cry, one hand supporting herself against the wall, her shoulder strap slipping down her fair and rounded shoulder, revealing glimpses of her figure.
The two men also noticed Song Qianyi's arrival and looked at her together.
Under their gazes, Song Qianyi gave an awkward smile and said, "Sorry, I went to the wrong floor."
As she spoke, she retreated into the elevator and pressed the close button several times.
As the elevator doors closed, she let out a long sigh, tilted her head back, and forced back the tears welling in her eyes.
It's hard to say!
No explanation needed, whatever!
Ji Jingshen realized what was happening and strode over to stop it, but it was too late. He could only watch as the elevator doors closed in front of him.
"President Ji," Lin Wanqing's soft voice came through.
"Get out!" Ji Jingshen roared.
Lin Wanqing trembled, forgetting her original coquettish words, she tightened her clothes around her chest, and hurriedly ran away.
Ji Jingshen returned to his room, closed the door, leaned against the door panel, and sighed helplessly.
How could it be such a coincidence?
He had just pushed Lin Wanqing away when Song Qianyi came over.
Judging from Song Qianyi's expression, she must have misunderstood her relationship with Lin Wanqing.
His hand rested on the handle, hesitating slightly.
Should we go and talk to Song Qianyi to clear things up?
But she still owes him an explanation.
It feels like two little people are fighting inside my head, and it's hard to tell who's stronger.
Finally, he picked up his phone and dialed Shen Chen's number: "I need to know Song Qianyi's room number in one minute."
No wonder Shen Chen kept hinting to him to stay this afternoon; he must know that Song Qianyi is staying on the mountain tonight.
Shen Chen was very efficient, sending the room number in five seconds and boasting, "Always ready."
After noting down the room number, Ji Jingshen hung up the phone and turned to open the door.
Shen Chen: ...