A Promise in a Thought 100

Chapter 100

When Lan Yuxin raised an eyebrow and said that she had arranged to meet with Su Man, and had also requested that Su Man bring Bo Muyu along, Jiang Chenyin was buried in a pile of files.

Seeing that Jiang Chenyin had stopped writing, Lan Yuxin put aside her joking tone and said seriously, “Do you want to go and see her?”

Jiang Chenyin looked up and met Lan Yuxin’s gaze, but did not speak.

“You haven’t seen her in a long time, have you? Do you want to see her? You can be nearby. You don’t have to meet them with me. After all, Su Man wants to poach me. If you’re there, we can’t talk.”

Lan Yuxin asked again, without any teasing or other inappropriate tone, nor did she say anything explicitly, and there were no sensitive words that would make Jiang Chenyin hear and then retreat.

Jiang Chenyin still did not answer, but she had stopped writing, leaned back in her chair, and turned to look out the window. Her expression was unclear in the light that streamed in. Her silence made the atmosphere so heavy that it was hard to breathe.

It had been half a year, and Jiang Chenyin had been counting the days. In these difficult days, she could not let her family know that she was desperately wanting to know Bo Muyu’s recent situation.

This kind of life was about to drive her crazy, but no one knew, and she was also trying her best not to let anyone know.

But no matter how she and Bo Muyu tacitly distanced themselves from each other, she could not ignore that one point: she wanted to see her. She wanted to see if this child had lost weight in these few months. She wanted to see her smile with her little canine teeth showing, and many, many other things. She wanted to see them all.

Could they still meet? Could they still talk to each other with a smile?

Thinking of this, Jiang Chenyin’s eyes stung, and then she recalled the scene on Ye Xialan’s birthday, the girl behind her, even her crying was suppressed.

Just then, Lan Yuxin interrupted her thoughts. “Teacher Jiang, I’ll send you the time and address on WeChat later. Remember to check it.”

Jiang Chenyin withdrew her gaze and stared at the files on her desk in a daze, but she didn’t even pick up her pen again.

Lan Yuxin shook her head, feeling both heartbroken and helpless.

On the day she met with Su Man, Lan Yuxin had not brought her assistant to the appointment. When she opened the door to the private room and saw Bo Muyu, her footsteps paused, and a meaningful smile appeared on her lips.

In the private room were only Su Man and Bo Muyu. The dishes had not yet been served. Only after Lan Yuxin had sat down did Su Man call the waiter.

After Lan Yuxin had ordered, she gave Bo Muyu a flirtatious wink. “Little one, long time no see. You don’t even ask your big sister out to play.”

Bo Muyu’s relationship with Lan Yuxin was half-familiar, half-unfamiliar because of Jiang Chenyin, so her smile naturally seemed a little more friendly. “Sister Lan, I’ve been quite busy with work, and your schedule is also very full, so I didn’t ask you out.”

Lan Yuxin was a little surprised. “I haven’t been busy at all during this time, and I’ve been in Qinzhou. What, didn’t Teacher Jiang tell you?”

Bo Muyu’s gaze flickered slightly, and she smiled. “Is that so? Then maybe I don’t remember clearly.”

This subconscious reaction made Lan Yuxin laugh inwardly. These two had definitely broken through the window paper, and they were very tacitly pretending that nothing had happened.

This was fun. Lan Yuxin was so excited that she gave Bo Muyu another flirtatious wink. “Okay, then you must ask your big sister out to play when you have time. I’ll definitely agree.”

She had only said a few words and was already discharging electricity. Su Man frowned on the side. It was consistent with the rumors about Lan Yuxin.

After teasing her enough, Lan Yuxin looked at Su Man and became a little more serious. “President Su, you can start talking about your ideas now.”

Su Man put aside her opinion of her and said, “Miss Lan’s contract is about to expire. Many companies have extended an olive branch. I wonder what conditions Miss Lan hopes for from her next employer?”

“How do you know I’ll definitely be looking for a new employer? You shouldn’t be unaware that I’ve been with Jiayi for so many years,” Lan Yuxin said, raising an eyebrow and seductively flicking her chocolate-brown curly hair, winking at Su Man.

Su Man smiled and continued, “How will you know you won’t be looking for a new employer if you don’t try? And with your current status, you’re more than capable of starting your own studio, but you haven’t left. You must have some requirements for your employer, right?”

“You’re quite smart,” Lan Yuxin said, leaning back in her chair with her legs crossed and her arms crossed, sighing with a laugh. “I’m not starting my own studio because I’m too lazy to manage things, and I need enough personal space. I can’t possibly be working my life away at this point. You know what I mean, right?”

Su Man nodded thoughtfully, silently making plans in her heart.

Seeing this, Lan Yuxin smiled. “So, what advantages does President Su have for me to choose?”

Bo Muyu listened to this back-and-forth with a hidden meaning and couldn’t help but break into a cold sweat for Su Man. There were many reasons why Lan Yuxin had stayed with Jiayi. Because Jiayi gave her a great deal of freedom, and this, of course, was not for no reason. One could tell that it must have something to do with Jiang Chenyin.

Su Man was poaching Lan Yuxin to make money. To some extent, the power she could give her would not be as great as Jiayi’s.

Su Man was still thinking, but Lan Yuxin quickly waved her hand, tilted her chin up, and pointed at Bo Muyu. “If I choose Hongsheng, all the dramas I act in must have scripts written by the little one. Is that okay?”

“Huh?” Bo Muyu was surprised.

Su Man let out a laugh. “Miss Lan seems to like Xiaoyu very much, but the scripts that the company will produce will all be screened. You can rest assured about the quality.”

“No, no, no, I only want her,” Lan Yuxin said with a mischievous smile. “Your God of War is about to be released this year, right? I’m very interested. And the little block of wood is so amazing now. Her future is limitless. Of course I have to grab the excellent resources.”

Both “little one” and “little block of wood.” Bo Muyu just wanted to hold her forehead. What kind of nicknames had Lan Yuxin given her?

“This…” Su Man pressed her lips together in thought. She had prepared some generous benefits related to the contract to attract Lan Yuxin, but she had not expected her request to be so bizarre.

Lan Yuxin cleared her throat and reined in her playful tone a little. “Forget it. We can talk about this later. I’m hungry. Let’s wait for the food first.”

Su Man’s eyelid twitched. Why did this person’s thinking jump so fast?

Just as she was thinking this, Lan Yuxin pulled her chair towards Bo Muyu, and the two of them began to reminisce.

Or rather, Lan Yuxin was chattering away, and Bo Muyu was listening with her head slightly tilted, occasionally curving her lips in a smile.

“I went to see Teacher Jiang a couple of days ago. I asked her if she wanted to go out for the Spring Festival. You should go too.”

“And, Old Master Jiang said you haven’t been there in a long time. Are you that busy?”

“By the way, I haven’t been to your place yet. I bought a cake to go to Teacher Jiang’s house, but there was no one there to eat it. I should have bought it to your place.”

The corners of Su Man’s mouth twitched. She had added another layer to her impression of Lan Yuxin: “chatterbox.”

After they had finished their meal, Lan Yuxin said her goodbyes as soon as they left the restaurant, leaving Su Man and Bo Muyu to stroll on the street.

The weather was cold, and there were few pedestrians. Jiang Chenyin came out from around the corner of the restaurant.

Bo Muyu was wearing a khaki coat, her side profile outlined by the color of the snow, making her look even more clear and distant. Her black hair, which was like a waterfall, hung obediently down her back, a little longer than half a year ago.

She seemed to have lost some weight, and her features were also more mature, Jiang Chenyin thought.

Bo Muyu and Su Man stopped. Su Man sighed. “The situation today was completely unexpected. I guessed that she needed enough personal space, but I really didn’t expect her request later.”

“I also didn’t expect Sister Lan to ask me to come,” Bo Muyu murmured. This was something she couldn’t figure out no matter what.

Su Man pinched the space between her eyebrows. “I can’t keep up with her thinking at all. It’s too fast.”

Bo Muyu nodded. “I can’t tell what she’s thinking, so I probably can’t help you.”

Speaking of this, she bit her lip. Lan Yuxin had asked a lot of questions just now, all of which she could have known from Jiang Chenyin, so she couldn’t answer any of them.

But from Lan Yuxin’s words, she also got a vague piece of information. Jiang Chenyin should be doing well. They had tacitly kept that matter a secret, and had also tacitly distanced themselves from each other. She had never felt so sour about their tacit understanding before.

She lifted the corners of her lips in a smile, and her eyes stung, about to cry. She quickly covered her mouth and nose with both hands, pretending to take a warm breath, and wiped away the moisture at the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Chenyin forcefully stopped herself from taking a step forward and looked down at her hands. On her birthday last year, when she had returned to her room, her hands had been very cold. It was Bo Muyu who had wrapped her hands in her own, giving her a continuous stream of warmth.

But this winter, Jiang Chenyin couldn’t even go forward and hold Bo Muyu’s hand. Those insurmountable obstacles were still in front of her.

How could she ignore those huge obstacles? Ignore the relationship between their two families, ignore their age gap, and also ignore Bo Muyu’s future?

Jiang Chenyin bit her lip hard, her hands clenched into fists, not daring to look in Bo Muyu’s direction anymore.

After talking for a while, Bo Muyu said goodbye to Su Man. When she stopped at a red light on the way, she would think, should she tell Jiang Chenyin about her meeting with Lan Yuxin and Su Man?

If she did, how would she tell her?

Once Lan Yuxin left Jiayi, it would cause some losses to the company. But she was now a person of Hongsheng. If she told Jiang Chenyin, it would be a betrayal of Su Man.

How could she make Jiang Chenyin take the matter of Lan Yuxin’s contract expiring to heart? Bo Muyu had not been able to think of a proper way even after she had parked her car in the residential complex’s parking lot and was walking on the path home.

Under the shade of a tree, she stopped. She and Jiang Chenyin could still be in contact, right? Even if Jiang Chenyin wouldn’t answer her, at least she would hear what she was saying. As long as she heard her speak, that was enough. It didn’t matter if she didn’t answer. It didn’t matter if she was the only one talking.

Just like on Jiang Chenyin’s birthday last year, at least she had sent a “happy birthday.” She had done what she wanted to do.

Bo Muyu lowered her eyes, took out her phone, and dialed the number that was so familiar it was engraved in her heart.

But the next second, she immediately hung up. The tears that she had suppressed while talking to Su Man just now were welling up in her eyes. Jiang Chenyin wouldn’t want to see her name. Seeing her name would remind her of the words she had confessed that day, the words that had made Jiang Chenyin unwilling to even turn around.

Bo Muyu gripped her phone tightly and lowered her head, her eyes and nose stinging as she bit her lower lip. They couldn’t go back anymore. They couldn’t even go back to being family. It was she who had destroyed their bond with her own hands.

It was deserted at night, and the sound of the wind and snow was rustling in her ears. She let her tears flow, squatting under the shade of the tree and crying silently.

She thought of that day, right here, when she had confessed her hope behind Jiang Chenyin, and had even foolishly hoped that she would turn around and look at her.

She didn’t dare to think of the smiles Jiang Chenyin usually gave her, nor did she dare to think of her warm hugs. She just wanted her to turn around.

But there was nothing, nothing at all. She had forever lost the person she had hidden in her heart for so long.

She wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, and the ones she couldn’t wipe away were absorbed by her clothes. She didn’t make a sound, only her shoulders were trembling, and her tears kept falling. Not long after, she forced back all her emotions, leaving only a hint of red at the corners of her eyes, put her phone back in her pocket, and stood up and left.

In the distance stood a person, right where she had not turned around that day, looking at the phone that had just vibrated and then fallen silent.

On the screen was the name that had just made the phone vibrate, and Jiang Chenyin covered her mouth, her eyes wet.