Chapter 64

Feng Chengze didn’t tell Zheng Mingyue that Ji Qingyu was waiting for him in the hospital’s underground parking lot. He didn’t want her to be involved in these disputes or have any more contact with Feng Yu. As he stepped out of the elevator, he immediately saw his car with its headlights on and the engine running. He could vaguely see her sitting inside.

Ji Qingyu noticed him, too. She didn’t treat his driver as an outsider. Excitedly, she pushed open the car door and ran towards him. Although they saw each other every day and slept in the same bed, their time together had been limited these past few days, and she really missed him.

Feng Chengze’s fatigue vanished, and a smile appeared on his face as he extended his arms to catch her. Perhaps infected by her happiness, even though he knew the driver was sitting in the car not far away, he couldn’t help but lift her and spin her around, eliciting her joyful laughter.

The hospital, bustling during the day, was quiet at night. This parking lot level was not open to the public, and there were only a few cars. At this moment, it was even more empty. Feng Chengze and Ji Qingyu had to be mindful of the driver. Otherwise, they would have kissed already. They could only use a hug to soothe their longing.

Feng Chengze missed her, too. Perhaps in his life, separations were commonplace. Whether it was watching his parents leave for business trips when he was young or going abroad to study alone when he grew up, he had long been accustomed to separations and thus didn’t easily feel longing. That’s why he didn’t quite understand at first why he still felt something was missing even when he held her to sleep every night these past few days. Now he vaguely understood.

Ji Qingyu and Feng Chengze didn’t treat the driver as an outsider, and the driver didn’t consider himself an outsider either. Especially when Feng Chengze lowered the partition after getting in the car, the driver didn’t even blink. They were a proper couple, and a bit of sweetness was normal.

“What did you have for dinner?” Feng Chengze wasn’t in a hurry. After getting in the car, he held her hand on his lap and asked softly.

They indeed hadn’t had much time to talk these days.

Ji Qingyu leaned her head on his shoulder and gave him a challenge, “Guess, and there’s a prize if you get it right.”

Feng Chengze paused, “What prize?”

“How about a massage tonight, twenty minutes!”

No one is made of iron, and Feng Chengze was no exception. She knew how busy and tired he had been lately, but after all, he was human and would get tired.

“Okay.” He agreed, “But I don’t like guessing.”

“What?”

He lowered his head and bit her lips as if trying to find out something. Ji Qingyu was amused by his warm breath and this unexpected move.

What could he possibly find? If there was a taste in her mouth, he could kiss her for three seconds, and she would admit defeat.

Last time, after she and Yuan Bao ate durian pizza made by Sister Sun, she pouted and wanted to kiss him. His frown was so deep it could kill a fly. Not only that, he stepped back a few steps and ordered her to either rinse her mouth or stay away from him.

This time, the kiss was not intense but gentle and lingering.

The car was moving on the road, the streetlights shining through the trees, half bright and half dark. Besides the wind outside the window and the stars in the sky, no one knew they were kissing.

They kissed for a long time until Ji Qingyu was almost out of breath. He finally let her go and whispered, “Did you eat dessert?”

He felt there was a sweet taste in her mouth.

Ji Qingyu chuckled softly. Forget it. Let him have his way this time.

She lowered her head and hid on his shoulder, afraid her acting might not be convincing, “You guessed right, I had dessert with Feifei.”

Feng Chengze laughed lightly and reached out to rub her hair, “Then I’ll be waiting for your massage.”

He did feel a bit tired, but it wasn’t his body. It was his mind. Was it because this body was thirty-three years old? It wasn’t as tough as his twenty-eight-year-old self. Maybe in these five years of happiness, he had softened. He had hated it before, but at this moment, he felt it was worth it.

“By the way.” Ji Qingyu played with his hand, sometimes comparing sizes, sometimes pinching his knuckles, “I have something to tell you. Today, when Feifei and I went to eat, we ran into Luo Xuan in the underground parking lot.”

Feng Chengze rested with his eyes closed, feeling comfortable and at ease with her scent. Hearing this, he didn’t even open his eyes, “And then?”

He was so calm…

It seemed like he wasn’t surprised at all, making her feel no sense of accomplishment in reporting the situation truthfully. As expected, for gossip and conspiracies, she should talk to Mao Feifei. Only Feifei was truly on the same wavelength as her.

After complaining inwardly, Ji Qingyu said, “She told me someone had plotted against her and her brother. Didn’t I tell you about it the day I met her? I didn’t intend to say anything to Chen Yuwei, but later that night, when Chen Yuwei went to a private club with her husband, she overheard two women talking about what happened back then. No wonder Luo Xuan is suspicious. If there’s nothing fishy about it, I wouldn’t believe it either.”

“Mm.”

“You think so, too? ” she got angry. “Luo Xuan’s brother is very nasty, beyond redemption. Such people should taste the iron fist of our socialism. Really, I’m very angry, very, very angry!”

Feng Chengze finally opened his eyes and looked at her, “Tell me, how can you not be angry?”

“Huh?” Now it was her turn to be stunned, “What do you mean?”

Feng Chengze said calmly, “It’s not a big deal if people are a bit stupid, but if they target me, that’s unacceptable.”

“So…,” Ji Qingyu frowned, “Is it really that complicated? Is everything Luo Xuan said true?”

He held her hand tightly for a moment, then loosened his grip, gently stroking the back of her hand with his thumb. He paused for a few seconds when he touched her ring, “It doesn’t matter. I’ll let A Yu investigate this. He should start preparing in the next couple of days.”

“Let him handle it?”

“Shouldn’t I?” he retorted, “No one is more suitable. He caused the trouble, so he should investigate and resolve it.”

Ji Qingyu couldn’t help but recall what Mao Feifei had said.

A voice inside her told her that Feng Yu wasn’t the type to scheme like that because she couldn’t figure out his motive. Was all this trouble just to reconcile with Feng Chengze?

But what if?

She wondered if letting Feng Yu investigate this matter was a good idea.
However, when she looked up and saw him rubbing his temples, she swallowed her words. She couldn’t vouch for the character of her ex-boyfriend, who was no longer in her life, nor could she voice her suspicions after Feng Yu had instinctively protected him.

Feng Chengze, seeing her silence, thought she was worried and reassured her, “Don’t worry, it’s just a small matter.”

“…,” Ji Qingyu snorted softly, “Tell me, is there anything you consider a big deal?”

In his kissable mouth, everything was a small matter.

“There are, quite a few.”

“Tell me, let me judge.”

“Waking up on the plane,” he said slowly, “That counts as a big deal.”

“It’s a very, very big deal,” she corrected, “I’ve never encountered anything so outrageous in my life, okay?”

“Picking up Yuan Bao from school, too.”

As he mentioned these things, she began to recall her feelings at the time and gradually started to smile, “It’s strange, it hasn’t been that long, but it feels like we’ve experienced so many things together.”

“Let’s not talk about that. There’s also a big deal today,” he interrupted her memories unromantically. At this moment, if he had cooperated a little and talked about their emotional journey, concluding that “even if lovers only spend a few days together, they can still connect deeply and love each other till the end of time,” they could have embraced passionately, creating a scene straight out of a romance drama. But he didn’t.

“What is it?”

“Massage.”

Ji Qingyu couldn’t hold back her laughter and leaned on his shoulder.
Alright, since this big deal involved her, she would let it slide.

The drive home took forty minutes. They didn’t do anything else; they just chatted and kissed casually. Time flew by, and when the car drove into the garage again, Ji Qingyu hurriedly pushed him away, sat up straight, and tidied her messy hair. Her lipstick was almost gone, revealing her natural lip color. She gave him a reproachful look.

Feng Chengze had the audacity to say, “You don’t need to wear that when you see me.”

What a typical straight man’s comment!

Now she believed he had never had a girlfriend before. If he had, Feng Chengze wouldn’t still be alive.
…

When they got home, it was almost nine o’clock.

This was Feng Jiayuan’s bedtime. After receiving a message from Sister Sun, Ji Qingyu and Feng Chengze quietly entered the house and went to the children’s room.

On the small children’s bed, Feng Jiayuan was already asleep.

Sister Liu sat on a stool by the bed, holding Yuan Bao’s hand and skillfully trimming her nails. Each of Yuan Bao’s fingers was short, with dimples on the back of her hand. Ji Qingyu never thought she would be so engrossed watching someone trim a child’s nails.

Feng Jiayuan was fearless, except when trimming nails and cutting hair. When she was younger, even the renowned children’s hairdresser in Jing City couldn’t stop her from crying her heart out. Even now, if she saw someone who looked like that hairdresser, she would turn and run.

The same went for trimming nails. Sister Liu could only trim them while she was asleep, so the next day, she told her that the nail fairy had taken her long nails. Now, Sister Liu was starting to worry. She didn’t know if this excuse would still work on Yuan Bao, who was about to start kindergarten.

Ji Qingyu and Feng Chengze stood by the bed, watching their daughter’s sleeping face, growing more fond of her the longer they looked. However, when Yuan Bao frowned and whimpered, they quickly slipped out of the room and returned to the master bedroom.

Even as her biological parents, they genuinely believed that children are only adorable angels when they are asleep. When awake, they are little devils, impossible to handle. In this household, there was only one demon tamer, and that was the certified Sister Liu.

…

“You scared me to death.” Ji Qingyu clutched her chest, laughing as she looked at Feng Chengze. She was stunned when she met his eyes, “You…”

Since the accident, it was rare for Feng Chengze to come home early before she fell asleep—she always said he was inhuman, but these past few nights, he hadn’t woken her from her dreams.

So today, there was no “Do you want to shower first?” conversation. Amid her exclamation of “What are you doing?” he picked her up and carried her into the bathroom.