Chapter 50: The Final Blow

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  Bao Zhongyang attended the groundbreaking ceremony and was about to leave when he specially called Qiao Yu to see him off, it's unclear whether he wanted to congratulate or mock him.

  Qiao Yu arrived at the hotel and found Bao Zhongyang's room when it was still early. Bao Zhongyang was sitting on the sofa watching news.

  As soon as he saw him come in, he immediately had a sly smile on his face and called him over to take a look.

  It's that news again, the camera shows Bo Ji Shi's face behind him without any expression, no panic, no fear, as if he had foreseen everything.

  Bo Nong Yang glanced at Qiao Yu, "The resort project was something she gave up several small projects for, and after following her for so long, it's finally time to show her face. Do you think she didn't attend the groundbreaking ceremony that day because she went to attend a tiny new store opening ribbon-cutting ceremony? A few days ago, she called back and asked my father to arrange for me to bring her to the groundbreaking ceremony, obviously knowing something would happen that day. The person was hired by her, and the script of splashing oil paint and smashing eggs was also arranged in advance. She wrote, directed, and acted out a play, and even pushed the blame onto someone else's body. Pretending to be innocent and weak to gain sympathy is always her strongest suit, I don't believe you can't see it. A year ago, she had a big project in her hands, and in order to make the data look good, she used inferior materials behind people's backs. Now that the problem has been exposed, she just wants to create a scandal with you to divert the public's attention. Why do you still want to go along with it? Qiao Yu, you're just too kind-hearted."

  Qiao Yu's face was calm, "Yes, I know everything. I'm not being kind, I just don't want to owe her anything anymore. I'll make it clear to her, this time I helped her, and we're even."

  "It's okay, I've already heard it clearly." Bo Ji Shi suddenly pushed the door open and came in, looking at Bo Zhong Yang, "Dad asked me to go back with you."

  Bo Qiangyang shrugged his shoulders and said, "You're being casual."

  Then he stood up, patted Qiao Yu's shoulder and walked out, leaving the place for the two of them.

  Baoji Shi's face no longer showed the gentle and amiable expression of her usual days, but instead stared at Qiao Yu with a blank expression, while Qiao Yu looked back at her without dodging.

  Qiao Yu, sometimes I think you're really scary and I don't dare to face you. You have a special aura about you, with a heart as clear as a mirror that can see through everything, yet your face always wears a faint smile. It's not that you can't see my sincerity, but you still smile at me, just like how you can smile at people and things that disgust you. I thought you were always smiling at everyone, able to tolerate all the ugliness in this world. But later I found out that your smiles at others don't mean anything; it's only when you're with Ji Siyu that you show true gentleness. Your warmth, your tolerance, your inability to control your emotions, and your childishness are all reserved just for her.

  Qiao Yu seemed to not want to continue talking with her, turned off the TV and stood up, "Things are not as bad as you think, we're still friends. Get ready, I'll take Zhong Yang and you to the airport later."

  After finishing, he was about to leave and walked a few steps to open the door. Bao Jishi suddenly spoke up to stop him, "Don't open it! Outside are all reporters. If they take pictures of us two leaving from the same room at this time, you know how bad the rumors will be."

  Qiao Yu turned his head and looked at her with a calm face.

  Qī shī mò mò hé tā duì shì, rán hòu jiù kàn dào tā sī háo méi yǒu yóu huì de bǎ shǒ fàng dào mén bǎ shǒu shàng, qīng qīng yī àn, mén kāi le.

  The corridor is empty with no one in it.

  Qiao Yu, I've really lost to you. You didn't give me any chance at all. If only you had a slight hesitation, I would have had your handle, are you really so unscrupulous?

  Qiao Yu walked out and stood outside the door, in the gap where the door slowly closed, he looked into Bo Ji Shi's eyes and spoke softly, "A man's greatest sincerity to a woman is cleanliness. And I believe you, I believe your nature is still kind."

  Ji Siyun finished work, had dinner and lingered in the living room until finally, she hugged her computer and browsed the web. The news about Qiao Yu and Bo Ji Shi was no longer visible, replaced by a flood of hot news about a famous actor's wedding announcement.

  Ji Siyuan closed the webpage and began to categorize and archive the documents and drawings on her computer from recent days. After finishing, when she was about to exit, she saw a folder in the corner of drive E, and suddenly stopped, with her mouse hovering over the folder for a long time without moving.

  She still lost the password to open the folder, inside which were 6 folders, and the names of the folders happened to be 6 years. She clicked on the third folder and soon found what she was looking for - several news reports and a few video materials.

  Qiao Yu didn't lie, that year he indeed went to visit another city not far from the city where she was, the time matched up and the location matched up.

  She had never carefully looked at it before, and hadn't even opened it. She just mechanically collected them all these years, but this time she finally had the courage to open and look.

  At that time, he was a visiting group, in fact, he stood among a group of young talents and was not conspicuous, but his existence could not be ignored.

  He either walks calmly in front of the camera with the crowd, or sits in an empty conference hall nodding his head to listen, occasionally looking at the camera and smiling calmly when he finds it facing him.

  Later, a foreign journalist interviewed the person in charge of receiving the visiting group and asked which one he personally liked best among the Chinese visiting groups.

  The middle-aged white man quickly gave out the answer, which was Joe Yu.

  He looks like there's nothing special about him, yet he gives people a very special feeling. He can completely blend into the crowd when he doesn't want to be noticed, and when he wants to be noticed, no one can block his dazzling light.

  There is a magazine that wrote a special interview with Qiao Yu because of this matter and invited a senior political journalist to comment.

  That senior journalist was not surprised at all by this answer. He said that Qiao Yu is a semi-hermit, with the guidance of his seniors in the music and Qiao families, and has gone through a long period of dormancy with humility and low-key, and after taking office, he becomes even more modest and calm, with a rare temperament and demeanor at this age, not flashy or utilitarian, with extraordinary conversation skills, clean and elegant, handsome and humble, and courteous, no one would dislike him.

  Ji Siyuan smiled slightly as she pursed her lips, yeah, no one would dislike that, so at that time she could only comfort herself in such a humble manner.

  So many people like him, she can't be so greedy and monopolize him all the time, so they will eventually part ways.

  Qiao Yu returned to the villa from the airport and it was almost eleven o'clock. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Ji Siyu holding a computer and sitting on the sofa.

  She didn't know what she was looking at, slightly dazed, with a faint smile on her lips. The soft light from the lamp above illuminated half of her face, revealing an unusual gentle and quiet demeanor. She had probably just taken a bath, as her hair was still damp and without makeup, exuding a clean and elegant aura. Qiao Yu was enchanted by the sight.

  It was a long time before he came back to himself, changed his shoes and walked closer, asking softly, "What are you looking at?"

  Ji Siyun shut her laptop with a loud bang, as if conditioned reflexively. She then lifted her head to look over, and in one second, she returned to normal, "Didn't see anything."

  As soon as she finished speaking, she prepared to hug her computer and escape, but Qiao Yu quickly intercepted her, pressed her back onto the sofa, and then pulled her hand and sat down on the carpet in front of the sofa. "I have something to say to you."

  Ji Siyun nodded for him to continue.

  "This project, I've followed it to this point and now it's almost done. Just follow the blueprint and construct slowly from now on. I have other projects in my hands, so I won't be able to stay here all day long. Maybe I'll just come occasionally to check on the progress. The person you don't like has left temporarily, so you can work at ease. I'm off on weekends, but I'll come over to see you."

  After finishing speaking, she fell on Ji Si Xuan's arm and didn't move again, seemingly very tired.

  The skin on her arm that was in close contact with hers felt abnormally hot, and Ji Siyu fell silent for a moment before suddenly speaking up to ask, "Are you running a fever? Why is your forehead so hot?"

  Recently, it's been getting colder and Qiao Yu seems to have a real fever.

  He quickly lifted his head, "A bit, never mind, I'll be fine after a nap, you should get some rest too."

  Having said that, he stood up.

  Ji Siyuan also stood up, muttering softly, "I was going to sleep anyway..."

  Qiao Yu suddenly understood something, turned his head to look at her, and under the lamp light, his smile was a bit blurry. "You're not waiting for me to come back, are you?"

  Ji Siyun looked him up and down, her expressionless face giving a straightforward answer, "You're thinking too much."

  After finishing speaking, he nodded his head and went upstairs to sleep.

  Qiao Yu smiled and followed her up the stairs.

  The next day, Ji Siyu happened to pass by Qiao Yu's office and heard him coughing from time to time. She glanced in with the corner of her eye and walked away expressionlessly.

  That afternoon when she came back from the construction site and went to the kitchen to find water to drink, she heard Qiao Yu's coughing sound in the kitchen again.

  She frowned and walked away quickly.

  Qiao Yuzai came out of the kitchen and saw several boxes of medicine on the bar outside the kitchen. He picked them up and took a look, they were all for treating colds and coughs. He looked around, but there was no one in sight.

  Winter arrived quietly, the weather getting colder day by day. Qiao Yu, as he said, came less often, but called Ji Siyuan every day, no longer mentioning when Ji Siyuan would forgive him.

  Ji Siyuan spends his days wandering between the studio and the construction site, never mentioning her or taking the initiative to get in touch with her.

  One weekend when Qiao Yu passed by Xiao Zi Yuan's office, he heard voices inside and knocked on the door before entering. He then saw two figures, one big and one small.

  The big one sat in front of the window with his eyes closed basking in the sun, and the little one sat quietly on the corner of the sofa reading a colorful book.

  Hearing the knock on the door, Xiao Ziyuan opened his eyes and looked at him. Xiao Yunhui was holding a book and sweetly called him "Second Uncle".

  Qiao Yu smiled and responded, turning his head to tease Xiao Ziyuan, "You don't look like you're working overtime either. Why did you run over here on the weekend? The father-son duo was swept out of the house by Su Yi with nowhere to go?"

  Xiao Ziyuan was too lazy to bother with him, closed his eyes and continued to bask in the sun. "It's almost there, originally we said we'd go to the amusement park together, but the hospital suddenly called Su Yi back, so she abandoned us father and son and went back to the hospital. It's too much trouble to go back, so I'll just come to the office for now and wait for her."

  Qiao Yu looked at Xiao Yun Xiang with a sympathetic expression, but the little guy who was abandoned didn't seem to be discouraged at all. He was sensible to the point of being astonishing. "How could you let him read by himself? He's still so young."

  Xiao Ziyuan turned his head and took a glance, "Wasn't it like that when you were young, sitting quietly by yourself in the corner reading books?"

  Qiao Yu was taken aback for a moment, thought about it and seemed to recall, "You still remember."

  Xiao Ziyuan nodded, looking at the paternal love in Xiao Yunxiao's eyes, "Remember, remember very clearly. If I had a choice, I would hope he can be like you in the future."

  Qiao Yu didn't know there were fathers who thought this way, "Don't you hope he'll be like you in the future?"

  Xiao Ziyuan shook his head, "I don't wish for that. If I weren't Xiao Ziyuan and could choose someone from the people I know to become him, I would choose you."

  Qiao Yu smiled and said, "Me? What's good about me?"

  Xiao Ziyuan turned his head to look at him, "Do you still remember? In the school forum back then, there was a vote where girls chose who they wanted to marry most. Your votes were the highest."

  Qiao Yu looked at him with a speechless expression, "It was just one more vote than you, do you want to remember it for so many years?"

  Xiao Ziyuan looked at him with a serious face, "That one vote was mine."

  Qiao Yu was shocked and almost overturned the table, "You... aren't you bored?"

  Xiao Ziyuan recalled, "I secretly went backstage and saw that many of the votes you received were from boys."

  Qiao Yu seemed to understand what Xiao Ziyuan meant by beating around the bush and saying so much, "You want to turn me around?"

  Xiao Ziyuan stopped joking, "It's not that kind of meaning, what I mean is that women may like different types of men and it varies from person to person, but men generally recognize the same type of masculinity."

  Qiao Yu was very suspicious of the man in front of her, wondering if he was really Xiao Ziyuan. "What's wrong today, you're so emotional."

  Xiao Ziyuan looked at the little figure in the corner of the sofa with a thoughtful expression, "You'll understand when you become a father."

  Qiao Yu looked at him with a hint of amusement, "You're saying all this just to show off that you have a son and I don't, right?"

  Xiao Ziyuan's face relaxed with relief, "As long as you understand."

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