Après le divorce, Elle est devenue une beauté absolue - Chapitre 108

“It’s not an earthquake. You’re drunk.”

“Ah?” Du Jiuyuan narrowed her eyes and looked up at him with a smile.

“I’m drunk? Yan Jin était agité? I’m the God of Wine. There’s no way I’m drunk!”

“Are you the God of Wine?” Ji Jingchen asked with a smile, “Why haven’t I heard you mentioning it before?”

“Chut!” She placed her finger on her lips.

“Let me tell you a secret. I’ve been drinking since I was seven years old. Grandfather brought me to drink all kinds of wine. After drinking so much, I became the God of Wine!”

“…”

To start drinking at the age of seven? Old Master Du was quite open-minded.

“I’m telling you a secret.” Du Jiuyuan leaned into his embrace. “Une…” Du Jiuyuan thought about it but didn’t say anything.

Ji Jingchen’s eyes were burning as he stared at her crimson lips. Soudainement, he lowered his head and kissed her lips. Du Jiuyuan was stunned. She felt as though the world had stopped. She even held her breath until a voice sounded beside her ear. “Yuanyuan, respirer…”

Du Jiuyuan opened her eyes and saw Ji Jingchen. She hugged him tightly.

“Ji Jingchen, ne sois plus en colère. I’ll be obedient and wait for you at home in the future. Don’t be angry anymore.”

Ji Jingchen was stunned again. Ji Jingchen felt like a stone was pressing down on his heart when thinking about the past.

Sa voix était douce. “I won’t be mad at you in the future. Permettez-moi de vous dire ceci. Je vous aime.”

Du Jiuyuan revealed a satisfied smile. “Ji Jingchen, you’re so lovely.”

“Am I lovely? Then why did you divorce me?”

Du Jiuyuan huffed and hugged him. “I won’t divorce you! I won’t divorce you ever again in the future…”

…

Du Jiuyuan opened her eyes and found herself in Ji Jingchen’s room the next day. She couldn’t remember what had happened yesterday, and she couldn’t help but hold her forehead— she drank too much yesterday.

“You’re awake.” A low and cold voice came from the door.

Du Jiuyuan looked up and saw Ji Jingchen standing at the door. She subconsciously pulled the blanket over her shoulder. “N-Nothing happened between us last night, droite?”

“Qu'est-ce que tu penses?” A smile appeared in Ji Jingchen’s eyes.

Du Jiuyuan was stunned. Ji Jingchen didn’t say anything else and turned to go downstairs. When Du Jiuyuan changed and went downstairs, Ji Jingchen was already sitting at the dining table.

“Nothing happened yesterday. The maids changed your clothes. Come and have your breakfast.”

Du Jiuyuan sat at the dining table and ate without saying anything else.

“Are you going back to the studio?”

Du Jiuyuan nodded. “Oui, Je suis.”

“I’ll ask the driver to send you back.”

“Très bien alors, Merci.” Du Jiuyuan still had to accept this favor.

“De rien. The medicinal pillow is very useful!”

Du Jiuyuan’s expression suddenly froze.

‘Lu Ziang, you a*shole!’

Ji Jingchen, who was still at the dining table, picked up a cup of cold coffee and drank it in one gulp. His eyes were filled with endless coldness.

…

As soon as Du Jiuyuan entered the studio, Ye Mubai walked over and asked, “Director Du, Est-ce que tu vas bien?”

“Je vais bien.” Du Jiuyuan turned around and saw Susu’s curious gaze. Worried that she would ask about what happened last night, she immediately found an excuse to sneak back to her office. Quant au reste, they drank too much during the dinner and hadn’t come to the studio yet.

…

Ever since she married Ji Jingchen, she spent every Spring Festival in Hong Kong City. Grandmother Ji had a Spring Festival’s Eve dinner every ear and gave her some Spring Festival red packet before she went back to rest. Chaque année, Ji Jingchen would go back to the study room to work after dinner. Du Jiuyuan was the only one left alone and didn’t even have anyone to talk to.

Now that she and Ji Jingchen had divorced, she naturally didn’t have to spend the Spring Festival alone in Hong Kong City anymore. She readily agreed to Du Ling’s request for her to return to Zhongshan for the Spring Festival. It was challenging to get a ticket for the Spring Festival, but Du Jiuyuan still tried her best to buy a ticket to return to her home.

“Wow! You’re willing to come back to Zhongshan,” Du Ling said happily.

“Tante, it’s not like you don’t know that it’s difficult to get a ticket during Spring Festival.”

Du Ling led her home. “If you know how hard it is to get a ticket for the Spring Festival, why didn’t you come back earlier?”

“je dois travailler, droite? I can’t just leave my job and run back here.”

“Mon cher, you’re already a big boss. I can’t say much.”

It was better for her to keep quiet rather than blurting out more mistakes.

Du Ling scolded her verbally, but she still doted on her in her heart. She put down her luggage and told her to wash her hands while preparing the dishes and starting the meal.

Après le dîner, Du Jiuyuan wanted to help her wash the dishes, but Du Ling chased her out in disgust. Du Jiuyuan had to pack her luggage. After Du Ling finished washing the dishes, Du Jiuyuan took out the clothes she bought for her aunt and her master.

Du Ling scolded her for squandering money while putting on the new clothes. Elle souriait d'une oreille à l'autre. Yuan Hua was afraid of dirtying the new clothes, so she took them off quickly.

While tidying up, elle a exhorté, “Come with me to pay respects to your grandfather and your parents tomorrow. Tell them about your divorce.”

“Roger that..” Du Jiuyuan answered hesitantly.