PFC Chapter 570 During the Blizzard 9
Chapter 570 During the Blizzard 9
Aino opened the yogurt, took several sips, and waved her hand, saying, "I can handle it, this red soup is very flavorful."
"Okay, I've prepared some hot pot base and other specialties for you. Take them back and make them yourself if you want."
The hot pot base available here tastes a bit different from what you get in China.
"Thank you, Jane. The wine and coffee I brought you were things I thought you would like."
"Wine?" Jian Muzhi looked up at her, intrigued by the sight.
The original owner was not a big drinker and only occasionally smoked a cigarette, so there was no alcohol at home.
She does have some in her online space, so she hasn't had time to go out and buy some wine yet.
"Would you like to try it? Let's have a drink together."
Jian Muzi nodded, stood up, opened the bag she had just placed on the table, and took out a bottle of wine.
Aino also went over to help: "Is there any ice in the refrigerator?"
"Yes, take two glasses and put some ice in them, then I'll open the bottle."
"OK."
The alcohol Aino brought wasn't suitable for hot pot; beer goes better with hot pot. Since the two of them were already full, they stopped eating and started drinking and chatting.
By the time they were getting ready for bed, it was already late at night, so Aino stayed overnight at Jian Muzi's house.
*
Jian Muzi pushed open the glass door of the bar and went inside, where she saw Jiang Yang sitting by the window, waving at her.
Seeing her come in, he stood up and walked over: "You're here. Did I disturb your rest?"
"I can't sleep at this hour. Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" Jian Muzi said, waving her phone.
"Sit down first, I'll tell you after you sit down." Jiang Yang turned around and pulled out a chair for her, gesturing for her to sit down.
The two sat down and ordered drinks before starting to talk.
“I just arrived this afternoon. It’s not far from the hotel you recommended.”
Jian Muzi smiled and said, "If you had told me earlier, I would have waived your room fee."
As expected, the hotel belonged to her; she hadn't been wrong. Jiang Yang smiled and said, "Then I definitely can't tell you in advance. You're going to be my tour guide, so I certainly can't take advantage of you anymore."
Jian Muzi picked up the wine that had just been delivered and took a sip: "Okay, is it alright if we all start in the afternoon?"
She can't get up in the morning, and it's not that cold outside in the afternoon.
Jiang Yang never received a reply to her messages in the morning.
He cleverly connected the dots and said understandingly, "Sure, it'll be good for me to adjust to the time difference too."
"Then I'll come to your hotel tomorrow and treat you to coffee while I'm there."
Jiang Yang nodded and asked, "How many years have you been here?"
"About two years."
"I thought you were studying here."
"No, I came here after I got married. It's quiet here." Jian Muzi thought about how the original owner felt at the time, and that was really what she thought.
She and Jiang Yang are actually two years apart in age; Jian Muzi is older than him.
Jiang Yang suddenly asked, "Did you have someone you liked before?"
Considering what she had said about her marital situation, I knew it wasn't voluntary.
Before explicitly expressing his pursuit of her, he thought he should ask her first question to avoid causing her any trouble.
Jian Muzi chuckled and shook her head, saying, "No."
"So you don't mind if I pursue you, right?"
The two hadn't discussed it so clearly before, but when Jian Muzi saw him ask directly, she also said, "You don't mind that I've been married before? And I might be spending a lot of time abroad in the future."
Because she didn't dislike him, she spoke up beforehand.
Jiang Yang shook his head: "I thought this through from the beginning. I was a little disappointed when I heard that you were married, but when I learned that you were getting a divorce, although it was a bit immoral of me to think this way, I was actually a little happy."
"So direct?"
Jiang Yang picked up his wine glass and took a big gulp, smiling as he looked at her: "I've chased you all the way overseas. If I didn't tell you, I probably wouldn't be able to sleep well for the next few days."
She had previously mentioned that she and her ex-husband were not on good terms and that they had no feelings for each other, which she always remembered; otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to say such direct things.
Otherwise, it would be like rubbing salt into someone's wounds. He dared to speak up because he could see that she was more relaxed after the divorce.
Jian Muzi smiled slightly. She didn't reject his advances, but she didn't say it directly either.
Because you can't exactly say something like "you can pursue me," so it's best to just accept it as a yes.
The two chatted for over an hour; this place wasn't far from Jian Muzi's home.
Jiang Yang insisted on taking her home, so they had no choice but to go out together.
Walking on the streets at night, the winter wind was chilly.
Jiang Yang stood in front of her, using his tall frame to shield her from the wind, and looked down at her: "Aren't you cold? Should we take a taxi?"
Jian Muzi felt it was fine; it would take more than ten minutes to walk home, so walking around wouldn't be a problem.
"I'm not cold, are you?"
Jiang Yang, who was about to say that he wasn't cold, paused for a moment and said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "If you're cold, can I come to your house for a cup of hot tea later?"
Who understands that feeling of time passing too quickly and not wanting to be separated from the person you love right now? That's how he feels right now.
Jian Muzi smiled and said, "Sure, we can't just not let you in and sit down when we're at your doorstep."
"Then I'll excuse you."
Ten minutes later, Jian Muzi brought Jiang Yang to her front door. She took out her keys from her pocket and opened the door.
Jiang Yang looked around the area. Although it was not far from the bustling city center, the houses were spaced apart, making it a quieter and more suitable place to live.
"Alright, come in." Jian Muzhi handed him a pair of disposable slippers.
The house was warm, so she took off her coat, revealing her white sweater and black pants underneath, and then took off her boots and put on slippers.
Jiang Yang smiled and went over to change his shoes, then took off his coat and hung it up before following her inside.
The house is decorated in a typical Scandinavian style, but some small decorations show that the people living here have put together the decor.
After entering, Jian Muzi went straight to the kitchen. She was about to boil water to make tea when she thought of another question.
"Drinking tea tonight might keep you awake. How about I make you a cup of honey water? You just had some wine."
"Okay, thank you." Jiang Yang didn't care what he drank; he just wanted to get closer to her.
And so, I learned that Jian Muzi is a very thoughtful person.
A moment later, the two of them each took a glass of honey water and sat down on the sofa.
Jian Muzi drank her water without saying anything. Jiang Yang, not wanting the two of them to sit in an awkward silence, started a conversation: "Is managing a hotel very busy? What do you usually like to do?"
What to do? Jian Muzi thought to herself that she didn't seem to have anything important to do: "The hotel is fine. I don't usually have anything I particularly enjoy doing, but painting is one of them lately."
It's snowing again these past few days, and with nothing to do at home, she takes out her easel and paints from her online space and starts painting, depicting snow scenes and the cozy atmosphere of her home.
"Painting? May I see your paintings?"
Jiang Yang was a little curious, as he didn't seem to have any other hobbies besides playing snooker and participating in competitions.