Chapter 5 Gift
At the Dongxia five-star hotel in Kyoto, Auston got out of the car with one stride.
The lush green plants were trimmed into neat shapes that could not grow in reality.
Auston went to the trunk and picked up Xue Yijie's luggage, motioning him to go first, acting like a gentleman. He followed behind Xue Yijie, his eyes lingering on the waist and hips of the person in front of him.
His eyes were filled with danger and his throat became dry. He felt a surge of desire in his heart and told himself:
Be patient, Auston.
He will be yours sooner or later, so don't scare the little white rabbit, otherwise he will run away.
They didn't have to wait for the elevator to press the button. The elevator door opened and there was already a waiter waiting inside to press the button for them. Auston was an SSS-level VIP of their hotel and had booked the presidential suite for half a year.
It was really a generous gesture. The waiter, who looked like he was smiling but was actually shouting like crazy inside, carried the guests' suitcases, walked on the thick, silent carpet that had been disinfected with ultraviolet rays, and led them to their rooms.
At a height of 95 floors, the sky above is a washed blue, and the sky below is a slightly hazy white, with clouds passing through the buildings.
When looking down from a height, the buildings are tiny, the crowds are like dust, and there is a smell of power and money.
"The scenery here is the best in the imperial capital. I think it might be helpful to your creation." Austin opened his arms freely, his golden hair blended in the light, and the surrounding area was furry.
"It's really good." Xue Yijie took a few steps forward and stood by the window and said.
His figure was shrouded in the haziness of the morning light, as holy as an angel. Austin turned around and followed his figure with a look of obsession.
"Auston, please come to pick me up at the airport."
"You don't have to be polite to me." Auston looked hurt.
"Okay, stop pretending. I'll be polite to you." Xue Yijie smiled.
Auston was completely drunk in this haunting smile, as if the aroma of fermenting grapes was lingering at his nose. He also secretly drank the 1945 vintage of Romano-Conti that his father had secretly kept at a private winery in Burgundy, France.
A dream that cannot be awakened.
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As soon as Cui Jing entered the teahouse, she put down the bag in her hand, which was quite heavy.
Cui Jing has never liked exercising. She has lived a wealthy life for too long, and it is difficult to go from extravagant to frugal. She doesn't even want to move.
In the past, she could endure the hardship of struggling for herself in her career, but after she became rich, she never suffered any hardship again. She had low material desires, and when the money she earned was enough for her to live a more free life for the rest of her life, she resigned and lay at home every day.
Her mother passed away early, and her father supported any decision she made. As for the opinions of her relatives, friends and neighbors - what was that?
She spent the whole day sitting on a recliner under a tree in the yard, fanning herself with a palm-leaf fan.
With eyes closed, living a life of drunkenness and dreams.
Cui Jing refused to accept numerous business orders that came to her because of her reputation. She didn't want to make money or fall in love, and no one knew what she was thinking.
Her countless suitors could really be lined up from outside the door all the way to Paris. Cui Jing dated several of them in her early years, but none of them lasted more than half a year before she found them too clingy.
The gossipy neighbors seemed to find a sense of superiority in her weird personality and were waiting to see how she would end up spending all her money in the future.
As a result, she received news that several houses in remote areas that Cui Jing had bought in earlier years were included in the government's plan to demolish them for a total of 85 million yuan.
The next day, I saw the news on the local TV station that Cui had won five million from a lottery ticket he bought casually.
The neighbors were shocked.
For a while, the local lottery business became better. No one had such good luck anymore. They lost a few dollars every day, and those who were lucky enough could only get back their investment.
This time they had to admit that destiny must come eventually, and no one should force it if it is not destined.
Cui Jing had no feelings about this scene. The reason why she did not move immediately was because she could not bear to leave this dilapidated courtyard with the smell of time and the trees planted in the courtyard by her mother when she was a child.
After the demolition, she felt it was time to leave.
People can't always live in the past.
She found a city with complete medical facilities, a slow pace of life, and a high happiness index of residents. She bought a property in a high-end villa area with high security and good property service quality.
Then, he turned around and dug up the tree planted by his mother and airlifted it to the villa area.
What can't live in the past.
She has to take away the things she is reluctant to part with.
From then on, he began his retirement life at a young age.
Everything was perfect. She had only lived for five years when she traveled through time because of reading that book.
What bad luck.
Cui Jing rubbed her wrist again. Her wrist started to hurt after she got out of the car and carried the bag for a short distance, as if she had tendonitis.
What brand of luxury goods is this? Is she really the boss of animal husbandry, or is this body too delicate for her? Cui Jing thought about it and greeted the woman, sat down and said, "Mrs. Chen."
"Honey! Now that you're here, after afternoon tea, let's go for a full massage." Mrs. Chen, with her exquisite makeup, took her hand enthusiastically.
Cui Jing let her hold her hand and leaned against the back of the chair. At first, she sat properly. Then, as the sun came in, she immediately collapsed on the chair as if her bones were softened. "Okay."
She picked up a cup of tea, moistened her plain lips, and looked relaxed.
Mrs. Chen looked at her carefully in secret, from her naturally curly hair with no signs of care to her straight and delicate nose and upturned lips.
Mrs. Chen could tell at a glance that she was not wearing any makeup at all. For a moment, she felt a little ashamed of herself, wondering if she was dressed too extravagantly or too hard.
But soon she was attracted by Cui Jing's words.
"Mrs. Chen, your bracelet is so beautiful."
"Ah! Thank you for the compliment." Mrs. Chen stretched out her hand in surprise and showed it to her, paying attention to the expression on Cui Jing's face to see if she was being disingenuous.
Cui Jing stood up and stretched out her hand to hold Mrs. Chen's smooth and delicate, tender fingers, and moved them towards herself, praising:
"it's beautiful."
I don't know if he was talking about the bracelet alone or the hand as well.
Cui Jing habitually narrowed her eyes, but now her eyes were lighter in color and her expression was relaxed. As soon as she squinted her eyes, the confusion and bewilderment came over her.
Mrs. Chen's breathing paused.
The slight roughness of Cui Jing's fingertips and the sincerity in her eyes made me feel strange.
Suddenly I remembered the cat basking in the sun beside the flower bed when I was in school. It also had its eyes squinted like this, looking leisurely and comfortable.
Even though it is hungry and full and has to move around the school, it cannot stop it from enjoying the sunshine.
It seems like there is only one afternoon like this left in the whole world.
"Thank you Jingjing! I have a similar color at home. If you like it, I'll bring it to you tomorrow to play with."
She talked about things worth millions as if they were nothing, and indirectly confirmed the invitation for tomorrow.
"Okay, ma'am." Cui Jing lay back down again, naturally accepted the gift from the rich woman, and let go of Mrs. Chen's hand.
Thanks to the rich lady for the gift.
Thank nature for its gifts.