Jing Se Yu Zhui – Chapter 245

Grand Finale

Chapter 245: Grand Finale

Lian Li sat on the chair, took out the love letter, and read it word by word, her eyes starting to moisten again.

Upon reaching the end, she took out paper and pen, deciding to imitate Jin Shi Yue’s handwriting.

She could have made a copy, but she was unwilling.

The love letter he wrote by hand, so even a copy had to be handwritten.

Lian Li sat upright, writing line by line. After two lines, she found that Jin Shi Yue’s handwriting was impossible to imitate.

His handwriting was like the man himself; his personal characteristics were too prominent. Arrogant, passionate, and imperious.

As Lian Li was halfway through imitating, her mobile phone rang with a video call from Xue Shufan.

She swiped to answer and put it aside, chatting with Xue Shufan while writing the love letter.

“Are you writing a thesis?” Xue Shufan asked.

“No.” Lian Li looked at the mobile phone. Xue Shufan on the screen was on a balcony, seemingly alone. “I’m imitating Jin Shi Yue’s handwriting.”

“Tsk tsk tsk,” Xue Shufan teased. “We’ve known each other for so many years, why haven’t you ever imitated my handwriting?”

“Okay,” Lian Li smiled. “You write me a love letter first.”

“What love letter?” Xue Shufan took a sip of grapefruit juice from a glass cup and almost choked. “Jin Shi Yue wrote you a love letter?”

Lian Li played coy. “Guess.”

“It must be,” Xue Shufan said confidently. “Knowing you, if it weren’t for that, you wouldn’t suddenly bring it up.”

The light from the white incandescent lamp enveloped Lian Li’s face. She gave Xue Shufan a look that could only be understood, not explained.

The young master lounging in the armchair nearby heard Xue Shufan’s words clearly and quickly spread them in the WeChat group: 【Heard the Second Young Master Jin wrote his girlfriend a love letter. 】

【Real or fake? 】

【Must be fake! Who is the Second Young Master Jin? With his status, countless people would rush to write him love letters, let alone love letters, people would be willing to write him a hundred Xinhua Dictionaries! 】

【But they made an official announcement. If they’re not lovers kept on the side and are dating normally, isn’t it normal for the man to write the woman a love letter? 】

【Naive! In this circle, aren’t they all high and mighty? Even if they like someone, so what? At most, they’d take them by force. We have plenty of ways to make others submit, no need to lower our noble heads. 】

Lian Li was only in Zhong Yang’s small group; there was no such news in that group. Although they called each other brothers, no one dared to spread rumors about Jin Shi Yue.

However, Xu Jingxi saw it in the group.

When those people passed it around, no one dared to utter the full name of the powerful and influential Second Young Master Jin.

Outsiders might not know, but they were well aware that the name Jin Shi Yue belonged to a sensitive topic.

A slight misstep could lead to an investigation of one’s entire lineage. Nine generations might be an exaggeration, but involving classified information, a full family investigation wasn’t impossible.

Xu Jingxi, a military reporter, was at a base for a live broadcast interview, reporting on the air force’s first batch of female pilots.

Afterward, she bid farewell to the accompanying work team and paid a visit to Tan Zongliang along the way.

Meeting Jin Shi Yue was an accident.

He leaned back casually on the sofa, holding his mobile phone in one hand, messaging someone, his sharp, cold eyes tinged with a rare gentleness.

Xu Jingxi had known Jin Shi Yue for about six years and knew he was respectful, always displaying the etiquette and upbringing of a scion of a prominent family. However, he was also indifferent and heartless, never giving anyone a chance.

He was eternally unapproachable.

His first Moments post was a photograph of Lian Li.

At first, Xu Jingxi was greatly surprised, and later she gradually accepted it, but a love letter…

Could someone with a cold heart and emotions write something so full of feeling?

As she was leaving, Xu Jingxi and Jin Shi Yue walked out of the office together, strolling down the corridor.

Whether out of curiosity or something else, at the main entrance on the first floor, before Jin Shi Yue got into his car, Xu Jingxi asked, “They’re all spreading rumors that you wrote Lian Li a love letter. Is it true?”

Jin Shi Yue’s hand rested on the car door frame. He wore a casual dark suit, his shirt hem casually tucked into his pants, outlining his broad shoulders and narrow waist.

Perhaps thinking of a certain girl he cherished, he turned back, smiling lazily, and corrected, “Two. One love letter, and one marriage certificate.”

It was actually true.

Xu Jingxi found it quite unbelievable.

That day, when she saw those kinds of rumors in the group again, Xu Jingxi didn’t stand by idly. She typed a message and replied: 【It’s not a rumor. Anyone who spreads the real situation and gets invited for a chat later shouldn’t blame me for not giving a heads-up. 】

Reporter Xu was close to Jin Shuyu, and her words likely represented the Jin family’s stance.

The Zhao family, who had previously dared to provoke them, had already fallen into decline. No one wanted to become the second Zhao family, so they all shut their mouths.

Lian Li had a strong adaptability and quickly adjusted to the rhythm of the new school.

During the day, she was busy with her professional studies, and at night, she had video calls with Jin Shi Yue. However, due to the time difference and his busy schedule, their times didn’t always align. When he was busy, she would continue with her own tasks.

There were many school activities, and she didn’t refuse them, participating in some recreational projects that didn’t require much physical exertion when she had free time.

Every day when she returned to the villa, the God of Wealth would come out to greet her. Coupled with the all-capable bodyguard Li Shuangjie, Lian Li didn’t feel lonely in a foreign land.

Time flew by, and it was November in the blink of an eye.

Two days before Jin Shi Yue’s birthday, Lian Li boarded a plane back home alone, planning to give him a surprise. Before she left, she instructed Li Shuangjie to keep it a secret.

But clearly, the other party was loyal to Jin Shi Yue like a soldier; no one could shake her.

The plane flew over the Capital City. Flying from west to east, darkness was left behind, giving way to the dawn.

Lian Li slept on the plane and was refreshed when she disembarked. She walked out of the airport, pulling her suitcase with one hand and holding her mobile phone in the other, preparing to hail a taxi.

Unexpectedly, Jin Shi Yue’s call popped up on her mobile phone.

She answered as if nothing had happened. “Hello.”

“What are you doing?” Jin Shi Yue’s casual voice reached her ears.

“Looking up information,” Lian Li said with a straight face. “Very thick books and archives. Time is tight, so I can’t talk.”

A soft chuckle suddenly came from the receiver.

Lian Li was bewildered. “What are you laughing at?”

“Look up, look ahead.”

Lian Li immediately looked up.

On the road in the darkness, a completely black Bentley was parked. Jin Shi Yue stood with one hand in his pocket, leaning casually against the car door, his dark eyes staring intently at her.

Without a second thought, Lian Li dropped her suitcase and instinctively ran towards him.

Almost simultaneously, Jin Shi Yue strode forward, catching his girlfriend who had leaped into his arms.

“Why are you here?” Lian Li wrapped her arms around his neck, tilting her head back and smiling. “Did Li Shuang…” Jie tell you.

Before she could finish speaking, Jin Shi Yue lowered his head, and a passionate kiss landed on her lips.

Lian Li made a sound and slightly parted her lips, making it easy for him as they intertwined and kissed.

After not seeing each other for a while, he was even more passionate.

When they parted, Lian Li was breathing rapidly, her legs feeling a bit weak, and she could only lean on Jin Shi Yue’s body to stand steady.

The corner of Jin Shi Yue’s mouth curved up, and he smiled as he carefully helped her into the front passenger seat.

She had thought of many things to say on the plane, but she forgot them all upon meeting. It seemed that just feeling the other’s presence was enough.

Lian Li pointed at her lone suitcase outside. “My suitcase.”

Jin Shi Yue hadn’t brought anyone to pick her up. He walked over, easily lifted the suitcase, and placed it in the trunk.

On the way back to Xi Shang Yuan, everything was enveloped in the dawn’s rosy glow. The sun rose from the east, round and somewhat dazzling.

Under the grand, bright sun, a cool breeze blew on the bustling road. Lian Li’s heart felt as if it had been caressed by a gentle breeze, and the whole world became peaceful and warm.

Jin Shi Yue gripped the steering wheel, feigning ignorance. “Why are you back?”

“As promised, I’m here to help you achieve all your wishes,” Lian Li adjusted her seatbelt. “I’m back to help you achieve your birthday wish.”

“You know my birthday wish?” Jin Shi Yue asked, looking at her with interest.

“I do.”

Lian Li’s expression remained unchanged, her tone playful. “Your wish is for me to spend your birthday with you.”

Jin Shi Yue chuckled lazily upon hearing this.

“Isn’t it?” Lian Li tilted her head and asked him.

Jin Shi Yue leaned back against the seat, his eyes full of spirit, as unrestrained as ever. He slightly lifted his chin, his lips curving as he said, “Yes.”

“You’ll stay with me for a lifetime.”

The Bentley drove onto the highway, with brilliant sunlight ahead.

Lian Li leaned against the car window, the breeze lifting her hair. The brilliant light shone on it, sparkling with a golden luster.

The moment Jin Shi Yue looked at her.

Lian Li, against the light, suddenly turned her head and met his gaze.

The man’s handsome profile was reflected in her pupils, and she couldn’t help but smile.

Jin Shi Yue smiled along with her.

Under the vast, sun-drenched sky, immersed in each other’s eyes, the world paled in comparison.

At that time, they were deeply in love.

Extending from night to dawn, continuing from warm spring to cold winter, the seasons turned, and years passed.

Every future moment.

They would be in love, and they would always be in love.

—End of Main Story—

Jing Se Yu Zhui

Jing Se Yu Zhui

京色欲坠
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Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Chinese
Lian Li's father was a driver for the top tycoon, the Jin Family. The day her father died in the line of duty, it was pouring rain. Jin Yan Ting walked towards her, his deep voice stating: "Come with me." He kept her by his side, protecting her for nine years. Hearing that Jin Yan Ting had almost fallen out with his family over his white moonlight, Lian Li knew he didn't have her in his heart and chose to exit gracefully. Unexpectedly, under the soft moonlight, they hooked up for the entire night. The next day at noon, she opened her eyes to find his younger brother, Jin Shi Yue, beside her. Lian Li sincerely suggested, "You enjoyed yourself last night too, why don't we part on good terms?" "I didn't enjoy myself enough, we can't part," the man said, a bath towel loosely tied around his waist. Water droplets from his damp hair fell, tracing a path down his collarbone and disappearing into the bath towel wrapped around his waist, exuding a natural sexiness. A lazy smile curved his lips. "Take responsibility for me, Lian Li." Later, At a certain banquet, Lian Li felt unwell and left early. Jin Yan Ting heard about it, hastily left the banquet, and knocked on the lounge door. Inside, Jin Shi Yue forcefully held Lian Li's waist, pressing her tightly against the door, and looking down to kiss her lips, he hoarsely said, "Tell him to get lost." Jin Shi Yue was known for being a scoundrel. Everyone thought he was just playing around, passing the time. Until Jing Ye, the circles were abuzz: Jin Shi Yue had personally written Lian Li a love letter. The young masters of prominent families rushed to deny it: It's fake, impossible, definitely forged! How could the distinguished Second Young Master Jin lower himself. The next day, during a media interview, a reporter sought confirmation. The man smiled lazily and corrected, "Two. One love letter, and one marriage certificate."

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