Chapter 72: A Stranger Opened the Door (1/2)

Translator: Claire.KK

”That land is going to be built into commercial residential areas. Inside information says that the subway soon will be built there, and the price of the land will double soon after that. The board will not be happy for you to sell the land now.”

Assistant Song was being mild. People will die for money. This was no longer an issue about whether the board would be happy or not. If Wenxu Jiang insisted on selling the land, the board would eat him alive.

“This is not the only project we are doing. Find some other stuff for them to worry about. Besides, the previous investment in the land was too much, all that money being tied up in the investment is going to interfere with other projects.” Wenxu Jiang rubbed his sore temples.

“But…”

“That's enough.” Wenxu Jiang waved his hand. “I'm stressed enough already. I will deal with them when I come to work in a couple of days. I'm gonna take a nap now. Wake me up when we are home.”

Assistant Song shut up and drove discreetly.

About 40 minutes later, assistant Song parked the car. Wenxu Jiang was asleep. He hadn't had much rest these days.

“Mr. Jiang?”

Wenxu Jiang slept lightly. He was awake when the car stopped, but he was too tired to open his eyes.

“Yep. Don't go to work tomorrow. Wait for my call to pick me up here.” Wenxu Jiang opened his eyes, closed up his collars and got out of the car. “If anyone asks, say I haven't been back yet.”

Wenxu Jiang went into his building, swiped his card on the elevator. When he was out and busy, the loneliness was not so noticeable. But when he was home, alone by himself, the suffocating silence could drive him crazy.

He opened the door with his thumb print and went in numbly. He turned on all the lights one by one, fell on the couch and dragged out a book under a cushion.

It was a book written by an author named Zheng Jian. There were words written by himself on the title page.

After Zhishu He left, Wenxu Jiang ferreted out this book from his study. Whenever he missed Zhishu He terribly, he would read the book carefully. This was his new routine now.

Lately, Wenxu Jiang had always been thinking about things from the past inadvertently, some things that were trivial and insignificant to others. Sometimes it was not even a thing, it was kind of a particular scene. The way Zhishu He smiled with his little dimples; the way Zhishu He slept in his arms after tender love making; the way Zhishu He tilted his head and frowned when he was troubled.

But the cruel thing is, Wenxu Jiang deliberately remembered all the good memories and scenes, he couldn't even think about how much he had hurt Zhishu He in later life. Most often, he couldn't control his thoughts. Each night he woke up in nightmare, he always saw Zhishu He curled up outside the door crying with blood running out of his eyes. Sometimes he dreamt of Zui Shen pushing Zhishu He off the cliff, and he was just standing there watching.

For a period of time, Wenxu Jiang’s pillow was wet every night. He shed so many tears when he was asleep, so he told himself never to cry during the day.

He couldn't fall apart. If he did, what would happen to Zhishu He?

Wenxu Jiang swallowed two sleeping pills with cold water. He must get some sleep tonight. There will be a lot to do tomorrow.

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Wenxu Jiang didn't know what time he fell asleep. When he was awakened by the ringing of his phone, he was still on the couch.

“Mr. Jiang. Do you have plans today? Now is 8 o’clock.” It’s his assistant Song who was on the phone.