TVMCC Chapter 99
by VolareQin Zhici returned to the Qin Corporation. Contrary to his expectations, Qin Tinglei did not ask where he had been during this time or why he hadn’t shown up.
Later, Qin Zhici understood that his father must have found out where he had gone during the forty-plus days he was missing.
As for why he didn’t look for him…
Qin Zhici smiled self-deprecatingly. Perhaps with Qin Jiangqiu around, he was no longer important.
Qin Tinglei reinstated Qin Zhici’s position, and He Yuetang also resumed his role as an assistant.
However, Qin Zhici was unwilling to reuse him.
With Chief Assistant Xiao around, all the work was done by this rigid beta.
Sometimes, He Yuetang looked at Qin Zhici’s back and felt that those forty-three days were just a pipe dream.
When the dream ended, Qin Zhici was just his President Qin again.
He Yuetang wanted to change. He didn’t want to see Qin Zhici sad anymore. He wanted to work hard from the very beginning of the relationship, from being together to kissing, finally confirming their relationship, and then taking the final step.
He didn’t want to see Qin Zhici’s tears except in bed.
The Yun Corporation was completely under Jiangqiu’s control. Yun Chongshan was sent to a retirement apartment by Jiangqiu, with specially hired people to take care of him.
With three fewer people in the Yun family, Yun Chongshan didn’t have the energy to continue managing the Yun Corporation.
After taking over the Yun Corporation, Jiangqiu removed the Qin surname and firmly held the Yun Corporation in his hands with 76% of the shares.
Yi Lin found out about Yun Yi’s accident a week later.
Ignoring Lu Yiqian’s objections, he quickly went to the Alliance District.
After learning that Yun Yi had handed over everything to Jiangqiu, he realized that his little nephew’s last trip to the Fourth District was to say goodbye.
Old Madam Yi had been kept in the dark, only noticing that Yi Lin was smoking more frequently.
Jiangqiu lived like a robot, still decisive and efficient, with few words and a cold demeanor. However, he had developed a habit of looking at the stars in the night sky and shedding tears from time to time.
Yun Yi’s bedroom on the third floor had a new owner and had become exclusively for the alpha.
On the first snowy day after Yun Yi left, Jiangqiu made two snowmen, one tall and one short.
They were still ugly, but no one was around to complain about them anymore.
He missed Yun Yi so much that it was almost unbearable.
He was so sad that he almost couldn’t survive the winter without Yun Yi.
Jiangqiu seemed to become the third snowman in the yard as the snow fell.
He stayed in the old home, waiting for someone who would never return, waiting until his hair turned white.
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Two years later.
He Yuetang suddenly clenched his fist, which was holding his phone, and he stood up abruptly.
The person in the photo only had a profile view, but the small mole on their face was faintly visible.
He would recognize this person even if they were turned to ashes.
He Yuetang hurried to the president’s office on the twenty-second floor.
The office was empty except for a desk and a sofa. The person sitting on the sofa was wearing a black suit, and their sharp phoenix eyes looked up, scanning over him without a trace of warmth.
“Jiangqiu! Jiangqiu, I have something to show you!”
“I don’t want to see it.”
“You’ll regret it!” He had seen Jiangqiu’s appearance these years. If it weren’t for the Yun Corporation, Jiangqiu would have committed suicide in the next second.
He deliberately muttered loudly, “Sigh… I wonder which young master has a black mole on their face. I think this person in the photo looks so much like that child?”
The next second after he spoke, Jiangqiu suddenly stood up and snatched the phone.
When he saw that clear profile, a strange light burst out in his dead, silent black eyes.
His whole person seemed to come alive. His fingers trembled, and his molars were unconsciously chattering. “Investigate! Investigate the location of the photo!”
Jiangqiu arrived in the Second District the next day.
Here, it was spring all year round, with a pleasant temperature.
In the photo, Yun Yi was lying down, as if asleep, with a still pale face. Not far away was a willow tree.
Jiangqiu stood under this willow tree, looking at a deck chair in front of the milk tea shop.
A thin body was lying on the deck chair, covered with a cartoon blanket. He still didn’t like wearing shoes, and his two bare feet were hanging down.
His toes were white and transparent under the sunlight, but if you looked closely, they were a little pink.
Jiangqiu didn’t need to see his face. Just by looking at those feet, he knew it was Yun Yi.
His legs felt like they were filled with lead.
When the surprise came, the first thing Jiangqiu felt wasn’t the urge to rush over and hug Yun Yi, but fear.
He had too many sweet dreams these years, and he would wake up to a half-cold bed.
He could no longer smell the milk candy fragrance on the tip of his nose.
His fingers unconsciously reached into his pocket for a cigarette, but when he was about to light it, he thought of Yun Yi’s body and extinguished the lighter.
He just pinched it, pinched it, and bit it at his lips.
When his breathing gradually stabilized, Jiangqiu took the first step to find that real, beautiful dream.
Yun Yi was asleep, lazily basking in the sun, with a serene expression on his face.
But when Jiangqiu stood in front of him, Yun Yi woke up quickly.
When he saw those red eyes, Yun Yi bent his eyes and said, “You’re here?”
He greeted him as if they had arranged to meet.
He didn’t seem surprised that Jiangqiu had found him at all.
Jiangqiu’s eyes filled with tears, but he stubbornly refused to let a single one fall. He was still the former servant Jiangqiu, kneeling on one knee and resting his head on Yun Yi’s chest.
“Young Master, I’m here.”
After two and a half years of separation, their reunion was like that of old friends.
Jiangqiu could hear Yun Yi’s heartbeat and feel Yun Yi’s breath.
The Yun Yi in front of him was alive.
He was Yun Yi, lying here safe and sound.
He was his wife, Yun Yi.
Yun Yi coughed softly and pushed Jiangqiu’s head away with some dislike. “You’re so heavy, you’re hurting me.”
His voice was soft, and it was hard to tell if he was being coquettish or if it really hurt.
Jiangqiu raised his head, and the two of them looked at each other at such a close distance.
In more than two years, Yun Yi didn’t seem to have changed. His cheeks were tender, and he didn’t look like he had already passed his twenty-third birthday.
But Jiangqiu had changed a lot.
He had grown taller, become thinner, and his eyes were filled with deeper emotions. His eyebrows and eyes carried a coldness that had accumulated over the years.
Yun Yi tilted his head. “Why aren’t you surprised that I’m alive?”
“Young Master can treat me as if I died, and I’m here to commit suicide for you.”
Yun Yi laughed heartily and pinched Jiangqiu’s face. “After not seeing you for a few years, Jiangqiu can even make jokes now.”
Jiangqiu wasn’t joking at all. His expression seemed to be breaking down. He clearly wanted to laugh, but he couldn’t.
He held the hand that was on his cheek. “Xiao Yi, will you go home?”
“Okay.” Yun Yi also wanted to go back. Fallen leaves return to their roots. This body belonged to someone from the Alliance District, and he wanted to return to the Alliance District.
“This time when we go back,” Jiangqiu paused, searching for a good way to word things so that what he was about to say wouldn’t upset Yun Yi, “This time when we go back, you won’t have any freedom.”
“I’m going to lock you up.”
“I’m going to lock you up in a house where you can’t see anyone, and you can only face me day after day.”
Yun Yi’s face didn’t change much. He still bent his eyes. “Okay.”
He stretched out his two wrists to Jiangqiu. “Use a softer rope, tie it gently, I’m afraid of pain.”