Board, board wages?
Have you ever seen a man in a family hand over a black card with no spending limit for his board wages?
Xia Wan’an couldn’t help but murmur: "Forget about a lifeti, this card could last ten lifetis!"
"I don’t mind."
Xia Wan’an was again dumbfounded.
Doesn’t mind? Doesn’t mind what? Doesn’t mind using this card for ten lifetis?
He wishes, she doesn’t want to be with him for ten lifetis...
"But, you don’t have to be so frugal." Han Jingnian on the other end of the phone spoke again, his voice light and pleasant: "Try to spend all the money in the card in this lifeti, and earn for the future in the future."
Earn for the future in the future... does that refer to a future life?
Is he just going along with what she said, or does he really think like that?
As Xia Wan’an held her phone, her fingertips trembled slightly, and her heart was pounding hard.
Han Jingnian, on the other end of the phone, seeing that she was silent, calmly spoke again: "By the way, I have to go on a business trip, I’m taking a plane to Shanghai at eleven tonight, and won’t be back until next Friday."
Xia Wan’an responded with an "Oh", thinking that for the past month, he seed to ntion his trips to her every ti...
"Also, there’s sothing else, I asked Zhang Cheng to contact Xie Lin to arrange a physical check-up for you tomorrow, don’t eat or drink anything after ten tonight, Xie Jin will co to pick you up tomorrow morning."
Why did he arrange a physical check-up for her out of nowhere?
Xia Wan’an’s emotions were a ss, she responded calmly with another "Oh".
Han Jingnian, probably having said everything he wanted to say, spoke again when he saw that she remained silent: "Then you should rest early."
"Okay..." Xia Wan’an answered, then added a "goodbye" before hanging up.
The room was very quiet. Even though she was usually a heavy sleeper, she was now unable to fall asleep.
She thought about everything that happened recently, from the beginning to the end.
She wasn’t sure when he had changed, but he had... he was different from before.
She didn’t know why he changed. Was it because she saved him in the company hallway, or because she provided a design draft when the company was in crisis? Were these changes a gesture of gratitude towards her? Or... did they hold other implications?
She had already given up hope on their nominal marriage, but at this mont, she clearly felt hesitation... and fear.
She was scared of her wishful thinking and delusions...
...
Early Saturday morning, Xie Lin ca over.
After following Xie Lin to the hospital, Xia Wan’an finished her physical check-up while enjoying one-on-one service.
Being awake so early, she went ho and continued to sleep.
When she woke up again, it was already evening. Xia Wan’an yawned and sat up, glanced at her phone, and caught a glimpse of a WeChat ssage from Ai Jiang: "Wan’an, are you free tonight?"
"I would like to invite you out for supper, and repay the money."
Xia Wan’an initially wanted to reply with "you can just transfer the money", but she paused after typing the ssage.
Ai Jiang could ask her to lunch, to dinner, why specifically ask her to supper? Could it be that she had sothing in mind?
Xia Wan’an pondered for a mont, then deleted the words she had just typed, one by one, and replied: "Sure, what ti and where should we et?"
Anyway, she had slept all afternoon and was quite bored, it was a good chance to see what Ai Jiang was up to tonight.
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