8mi Chapter 130 I'm under so much pressure
Chapter 130 I'm under so much pressure
Chapter 130 I'm under so much pressure
When have I ever seen this scene before?
The air inside the car seemed to freeze, filled with a heavy and oppressive atmosphere. Yu Huan was at a loss for what to do and didn't know how to comfort her.
In his past life, he could at most make girls laugh by licking their lips.
No girl has ever cried for him so emotionally before.
“Rongrong,” Yu Huan tilted her head and rubbed it against Rongrong’s head, which was covered by a fisherman’s hat, “We will never leave each other, and we will always be together, believe me.”
"But you know what? I'm under so much pressure!"
Lin Yourong leaned her head on his shoulder, her body trembling slightly, filled with anxiety and unease, and said in one breath:
"What if we're apart for a long time and we run out of things to talk about? What if our relationship cools down and some vixen comes along to seduce you? You know what? I really, really can't find a balance between career and love!"
As she sobbed uncontrollably, she slowly untied the ear loops of her mask from behind her ears.
The mask slipped down gently, revealing her pitiful face.
Her eyes were red and swollen, with glistening tears clinging to her eyelashes. The tear tracks eventually gathered into glistening teardrops on the tip of her chin, which slowly dripped down.
Sobbing with a slightly nasal tone:
"I need tissues!"
"it is good."
A deep sense of pity welled up in Yu Huan's heart. He immediately pulled a tissue from the armrest box and handed it to her.
She took it and gently wiped her nose.
The tip of her nose was a little red, making her look both pitiful and adorable.
Yu Huan raised the back of her hand and gently wiped away the tear stains on her cheeks. She wanted to say some sweet words to comfort her, but she felt that any flowery words would seem empty and powerless at this moment, as if they were just floating on air.
Momentarily speechless.
Forget it.
I'll follow my heart.
What she needed at that moment was understanding, so she frankly expressed her thoughts: "For me, career and love are not an either-or choice. We can work together to find a balance between career and love. Well, this isn't just your problem!"
Lin Yourong sniffled, a hint of grievance and unease in her voice: "But we are often more than a thousand kilometers apart, so far away. I work my hardest to find time to see you, and I'm worried that you might fall for someone else."
"Don't you know the old saying, 'Absence makes the heart grow fonder'?"
"I know!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan put his arm around her and rested her head on his shoulder.
This is more powerful than a thousand words.
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a group of people walking by outside the car window, chatting and laughing. Their joy contrasted sharply with Lin Yourong's weeping and wailing.
Yu Huan's heart tightened, and she hurriedly raised her left hand to pull down the brim of her hat a little.
A popular female celebrity crying in a strange man's car—if others saw this, wouldn't it cause a huge uproar?
Women are made of water.
Jia Baoyu is truly honest.
Seeing the tissues piled up into a small hill in the armrest box, Lin Yourong's sobs subsided, and her tears gradually stopped.
Yu Huan gently patted her back, trying to offer her some comfort through physical contact.
Suddenly, an idea popped into my head.
After a moment's thought, he cleared his throat and began to sing in a sawing-wood-like voice: "I'll send you away~ a thousand miles away~"
The awkwardness is starting to set off...
Yu Huan seemed a little confused, and started singing out of nowhere.
It's like being completely out of tune.
A hint of bewilderment flashed in Lin Yourong's tear-filled eyes as she turned to look at him, only to see Yu Huan looking at her sincerely, his eyes filled with care and tenderness.
At this moment.
Their eyes met.
He looked expectant, waiting for her to continue.
Lin Yourong completely forgot how to cry. Her lips moved, she hesitated for a moment, but still decided to cooperate with him.
As a professional singer, he was incredibly unprofessional at this moment, delivering a trembling, raw, and almost tearful line: "You are silent, black and white~"
Yu Huan nodded and continued singing: "In this silent era, perhaps we shouldn't have loved each other so far apart."
After singing for fun, each word seemed to have its own interpretation, and the tune was completely off-key.
Lin Yourong wiped her nose with a tissue, feeling so disgusted by his words that she wanted to punch him.
I was immediately embarrassed.
I can't cry anymore.
I can't cry anymore.
Yu Huan quickly smiled and said, "This isn't the age of silence, it's the age of the internet. We can video chat all the time. Before, you were busy recording songs, and when you had free time, I was either at work or sleeping. Now that the song is finished, your time will definitely be more flexible. You know my schedule, so you can video chat with me anytime you miss me!"
"Hmm~"
Lin Yourong sobbed softly.
He turned his head slightly and glanced at the time on the dashboard; it was already a little past nine.
Even though she was very reluctant, she still took a deep breath and softly reminded him, "It's getting late, we need to go into the terminal."
Lin Yourong suddenly turned her head and pressed her face tightly against his shoulder, wiping away all the tear stains on his clothes.
This gesture warmed Yu Huan's heart. She keenly sensed that Lin Yourong was expressing her reluctance to part with Lin Yourong through this small action, and perhaps even her dependence.
Yu Huan joked, "Snotty-nosed one, you didn't wipe your nose on my clothes, did you?"
I tried to ease the heaviness of parting with jokes.
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong immediately sat up straight, raised her hand and patted his shoulder, her voice slightly hoarse: "I'm not that disgusting!"
Although there was a hint of reproach in her words, her expression had relaxed considerably.
Yu Huan watched her slowly put on her mask and sunglasses, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled and said, "Close your eyes and rest well on the plane, your eyes are a little red."
"Hmm~" Lin Yourong nodded.
After crying with tears streaming down her face, she looked very fragile.
After the two got out of the car, Yu Huan intertwined his fingers with hers and held her hand tightly.
When she saw Lin Yourong through the security checkpoint, she gave him a hug.
Lin Yourong clung tightly to him, her arms wrapped around his forearms, making him unable to move, clearly already on guard.
Yu Huan smiled and joked, "In public, there's the risk of being photographed by paparazzi. Are you afraid I'll rub your butt?"
"Rua?" Yu Huan remained expressionless: "Rua means to touch, knead, rub, pinch—"
Lin Yourong abruptly interrupted him: "You're a really bad person!"
"Uh……"
"There are too many people here, I feel a little embarrassed..."
Lin Yourong spoke softly, then suddenly let go of her hand and turned to head towards the security checkpoint.
Yu Huan was left standing there alone, and her words made him pause slightly.
"Clam?"
Yu Huan looked at her tall figure from behind, scratched the back of her head, and pondered her meaning to herself.
Ok.
Does that mean you can start rubbing when no one is around?
But even when Yu Huan tried to put herself in the world of the pure love warrior, she still felt that what she meant by those words was that talking about breastfeeding was something that made her feel embarrassed in front of many people.
Lin Yourong traveled light and quickly passed through security.
Seeing her turn around, Yu Huan quickly raised her hand and blew her a kiss.
Lin Yourong stopped and waved.
People came and went around her. Several minutes passed before Lin Yourong turned around and continued walking, gradually disappearing into the distance.
Yu Huan watched her tall figure gradually blur until it disappeared around the corner, and a sense of loss and melancholy welled up in her heart.
He suddenly remembered her words when she cried out in tears, "But if I lose you, I'd rather die."
The words still resonate in my ears, their echoes never ceasing.
It was just a momentary infatuation.
Or is it serious?
Some people stood there in a daze, as if the whole world had stopped.
It wasn't until much later that he slowly turned around and began his journey home.
The journey from the airport to his hometown, Huachun Town, wasn't far, less than a twenty-minute drive. Yu Huan drove the car with ease, needing no navigation at all. However, when he entered Longyuan Avenue, he discovered that the road was under construction.
The entire asphalt road has had a layer removed, and it looks like it needs to be repaved.
The wheels rolled over the slightly uneven road surface, and Yu Huan's body swayed back and forth...
……
It was 10 a.m.
After tossing and turning all night, Zhao Yuan was now utterly exhausted.
I sat at the desk, feeling weak and powerless, my body as heavy as if bound by invisible chains.
At the same time, the whole world seemed to be spinning and swaying, and my mind felt like it was filled with a tangled mess.
However, he is now certain that the wealthy woman carrying a Hermes bag and driving a BMW must be Director Lin's daughter.
Remembering that he was still confident of victory, he went to the editorial department to report to Director Lin, hoping to expose Yu Huan's ugly behavior of being greedy and clinging to a rich woman.
Now that he finally understood why Director Lin was so nonchalant, Zhao Yuan felt like a complete clown.
Misunderstood.
Big misunderstanding.
But I couldn't figure it out even after thinking about it all night. How could an editor-in-chief with a limited salary have such a good family background?
Director Lin drives a Crown, while his daughter drives a BMW, and his daughter is dressed in designer luxury brands.
Of course, there are plenty of people in their early twenties who have made money, but he doesn't believe that they would have so much spare money to buy expensive luxury items!
He was greedy.
Director Lin embezzled funds.
I had long heard that during the golden age of print media, the editorial department was the best place to make extra money, especially since Director Lin's original profession was as a reporter.
It's a routine I know very well!
Couldn't you make hundreds of thousands just by publishing a negative article about a big company?
"Uncle, didn't you say that cadres could delay their retirement by five years?"
"As long as my health remains good, I would certainly like to work for a few more years, but this isn't something the newspaper can decide internally. My position was appointed and dismissed by the central government six months in advance."
I can still hear those words from my uncle when we were drinking and chatting.
It's clear that they're considering delaying retirement.
My uncle is good in every way, but there's one thing he doesn't like: he's too indecisive.
However, as long as Yu Huan's father-in-law is brought down, his uncle's delayed retirement is definitely a done deal.
He held his forehead, trying to dispel the intense dizziness.
Suddenly.
He slammed his hand on the table.
It's done!
Find wealth in danger!
Zhao Yuan immediately picked up the phone on the table.
He had already entered the prosecutor's office's phone number into the call interface. After careful consideration, he was ready to go all in and pull off a big heist!
He intends to file a formal complaint against Director Lin for embezzlement and dereliction of duty, hoping to turn the tide against all odds.
This plan can be described as killing three birds with one stone.
This not only dealt a blow to his lifelong enemy, Yu Huan, but also allowed his uncle to achieve his wish of delaying retirement, and secured his own future.
Zhao Yuan is no fool.
As soon as his uncle steps down, no matter how many people his uncle had helped and appreciated, they will inevitably be forgotten. He knows all too well how realistic this society is.
After Yu Huan's instigation, both openly and secretly, he definitely won't be able to stay at the Jiangnan Morning Post any longer.
If my uncle delays his retirement for another five years, his future will be much brighter.
Wealth and wealth are found in danger.
Zhao Yuan made up his mind, and just then, a gentle breeze blew in through the half-open window, instantly dispelling all the distracting thoughts and confusion in his mind.
Fresh air flowed through my lungs, and I felt my mind become exceptionally clear.
The dizzying sensation vanished without a trace, replaced by a peaceful and serene atmosphere.
Once you've made up your mind...
Zhao Yuan immediately dialed the number...
……
(End of this chapter)