Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

Chapter 158 Jing Xuetian

She knew exactly what he was doing.

"Want to see?" The man usually had great self-control, but his breathing became deeper and heavier.

"He Lianzhou, can you be serious?" Zhu Xia bit her lower lip and murmured.

He laughed lowly, "Then call me by my name properly."

Zhu Xia wanted to be serious, but the noise coming from the receiver didn't allow her to be serious at all. Her voice was muffled and soft, like a coquettish tone: "He Lianzhou..."

The man seemed to enjoy it. His breathing became heavy and he ordered in a hoarse voice, "Keep yelling."

They had talked on the phone like this before, but Zhu Xia's heart couldn't help but beat nervously. She said obediently: "He Lianzhou..."

In a large room located in a prime location, on the other side of the floor-to-ceiling windows, there are faint afterglow and lights intertwined in the inky night sky.

The man's breathing became deeper and heavier, and Zhu Xia's ears and heart felt hot. Her two slender legs under her nightgown couldn't help but come together.

She called his name several times when a familiar, sexy moan suddenly rang in her ears. For a moment, a feeling of panic flashed through her heart, but it disappeared in a flash.

"Did you miss me?" she heard him ask.

It was a very meaningful question, and with her intelligence and quick wit, he knew she could hear it.

Zhu Xia was silent for two seconds, then said in a muffled voice, "Yes."

"Continue the call, or the video?"

She said nothing.

His voice was hoarse and he coaxed softly, "Come on, do as I say."

It snowed heavily in Beijing at night, covering the ground with winter colors. The strong wind and snow blew against the bay window, making a slight collision sound. The sound was dry and cold. But Zhu Xia's eyes, ears, cheeks, hands... were filled with dryness and moisture in the quilt.

She held the phone in her left hand, put it to her ear, and heard the pleasant voice of the man she had been thinking about day and night on the other end of the phone. A soft "hmm" sound came out of her nose, and her hand slowly stretched down along her nightgown...

Zhu Xia closed her eyes and listened to his instructions. She was like a lone figure floating on the sea without a paddle, letting the boat take her to paradise. She thought he would disappear when they landed, but he didn't. When she landed and got off the boat, he became her guide, taking her to explore the Peach Blossom Land and to go deeper into the sea.

I don't know how long it took, but Zhu Xia was sleeping soundly on the bed, her eyelashes curled like butterfly wings were still tearful. The phone fell beside her left ear, and the man called her twice but didn't hear a response, so he smiled.

"Didn't say goodnight to me."

*

Outside the east wall of Diaoyutai in Beijing, there is a ginkgo forest that stretches as far as the eye can see. The treetops are tall, the trunks are straight, and the momentum is magnificent. Above the golden ginkgo trees, the blue sky is covered, and pigeon whistles fly quickly from time to time.

During the winter solstice, many people set up cameras near the Seventeen-Arch Bridge in the Summer Palace, waiting to watch and photograph the spectacle of golden light shining through the hole in the evening.

In the No. 1 Courtyard Hotel, Zhu Xia sat in a private room and looked at the huge crowd in the distance.

"Xia Xia, do you want to go and see?" Wen Shujia glanced in her direction and asked gently.

"No." Zhu Xia shook her head. She picked up the teacup and took a sip. "Sister Shujia, is Second Aunt the daughter-in-law she likes?"

Wen Shujia was stunned. He didn't expect her to ask this: "Yes, there is, but..."

She raised her eyes to look at Zhu Xia and asked suspiciously, "Do you want to cancel the engagement?"

"Yeah." Zhu Xia did not deny it.

Wen Shujia was puzzled: "Why did you cancel the engagement so suddenly? We were going to get engaged in less than ten days."

"You should have seen the news from Hong Kong media, right?" Zhu Xia said.

"I saw it, but media reports always like to exaggerate. The content is eye-catching, but it will reveal its true colors once you think about it." Wen Shujia spoke slowly, with a strong scholarly air, like a female student in Peking, intellectual and elegant.

I wish Xia Xiaoxiao.

"The daughter-in-law of the Song family doesn't need to come from a prominent family, but she must be well-educated and well-mannered, and her emotional intelligence and IQ cannot be bad." Wen Shujia said, "The old man chose you, not just because of the Taoist priest Maoshan's divination."

"I know." Zhu Xia picked up a piece of caviar, fresh walnut, Chinese toon and peach kernel and placed it on the plate in front of him.

What Mr. Song chose was not just a wife for Song Chengyu, but also someone who could match Song Chengyu and be his partner, someone who could persuade him to turn back when he lost his way, and a teammate who could fight side by side with him.

"Has your parents' problem not been resolved yet?" Wen Shujia asked, looking at the red pepper crispy barbecued pork on the plate.

"There is one last point." Zhu Xia said.

The secret of Zheng Tianyou mentioned by He Wensheng, the reason why the Song family chose her...construction accident, building collapse, Zhou Mo's father was imprisoned...Song Chengyu said that his mother Wen Qianhui prayed for him in a temple in the capital and obtained the red sandalwood Buddhist beads, but those Buddhist beads clearly came from the Wong Tai Sin Temple.

Zhu Xia had doubts in her heart, but she didn't want to believe it. When something you cherish is about to be broken, people always like to escape. It seems that as long as you don't admit it, the facts will be changed and become what you expect.

Zhu Xia asked Wen Shujia to help arrange a visit as she wanted to meet Zhou Mo's father.

Power is a good thing. Not only can it be used to bully those cowards who bully the weak and fear the strong, but it can also be used to confuse right and wrong and cover up the facts.

In the afternoon, the capital city was cold and windy, the haze and turbid air were swept away, the air was pure and transparent, and the view was particularly broad.

Zhu Xia left the No. 1 Courtyard Hotel and walked on the street in the heavy snow and cold wind. Passing by Jimen Bridge, he saw an elderly man sitting in a wheelchair, quietly admiring the falling snow, his hair turning white with snow.

The snowflakes in Sijiucheng are big and thick, and the snowflakes fall to the ground with a sound of puffing. Thanks to the special topography, the city has low temperatures in winter, but the days with sunshine are very warm.

There will be countless sunny days in the future, Zhu Xia thought.

She stepped on the thick snow, leaving traces.

Perhaps knowing that the best scenery in the world was waiting for her ahead, Zhu Xia walked firmly, without stopping or looking back.

……

Zhu Xia did not go back to the Song family. She walked around a few times and went to the Meng family in the alley.

When the nanny saw her, she smiled and said, "Ms. Xia Xia is here. Grandma has specially prepared roasted sweet potatoes and chestnuts for you."

When Zhu Xia entered the house, Chief Meng and Grandma Meng were roasting tea in the house. They were very happy to see her. They were wrapped in military green woolen coats and looked very warm.

"Xia Xia, come here." Grandma Meng waved to Zhu Xia.

Zhu Xia walked over and sat next to Grandma Meng. The nanny brought her some tea, and she took it and thanked her. Grandma Meng handed Zhu Xia a paper bag of fragrant, hot chestnuts.

"Xia Xia and Xiao He are a couple?" Chief Meng looked at Zhu Xia with sharp eyes. He had the habit of reading the newspaper every day, and since no one intercepted the news, it was not surprising for him to see the news.