Chapter 625
The next morning.
It was dawn. Even without opening the window, one could hear the sound of the wind and tree
branches fighting outside. There was a high chance that they wereparable.
After two days of torture, Chris resigned himself to fate and got up from the bed. He pressed the edge
button of his phone. The phone screen showed 5:01 a.m. The rm clock was set to 5 a.m..
It should take a minute to open his eyes and reach for his phone.
Chris had already deeply understood that no matter what, he had to get up from his bed. His mother
would use all tricks to wake him up each day. It was better to be more self-aware and get up himself.
Chris had just dressed up and was about to leave when Angie pushed the door open in her pajamas.
When she saw that her son was already dressed, she could not help but praise him."Oh, your
eye on you?" Angie said as she thought, ''Was there a need for me to apany you to do it?''
Upon hearing this, Chris pursed his lips and did not say anything. It was not voluntary, to begin with.
Today was the third day of the morning run. "Alright, go back to sleep. If you''re willing, I''ll bring you
along."
As soon as he finished speaking, Angie quickly left her son''s room. She refused, "No need. Your father
has something to talk to me. I''ll leave first. Good luck."
Chris was speechless
The cold wind was as heartless as ever. The lonely Chris ran around the neighborhood again and
again. After running for 20 minutes, Chris turned around and looked behind. He wondered why the
woman who ran every day was not here today.
''Could it be that she had reconciled with her boyfriend? As expected, she had fallen out of love and
was out to vent her emotions.''
Chris, who had nothing better to do, made wild guesses. After making a lot of guesses, he guessed
more than ten reasons. In the end, he shook his head with a sneer. ''Am I out of my mind? What does it
have to do with me? Whatever.'' Anyway, he would be fine after running for half a month.
Even after Chris finished running and going home, he did not see another person. Before he entered,
he even nced at the vi in the courtyard.
There was no one in the living room. He had forgotten to turn on the heater when he went out. He
raised his hand to look at the time. It was 5:40. He didn''t have surgery to do in the morning, so he
decided to catch up on sleep.
Chris arranged for himself and prepared to go upstairs to take a shower and sleep.
At around 8:30 p.m., in a room in a house in the same neighborhood, the woman touched under the
pillow with her eyes closed. She held the phone in her hand with her eyes closed and raised her hand
to clench her fist. She knocked her forehead, but she was not very sober.
Charlie didn''t let her go to work today. She had worked overtime until 3:30 a.m.st night before
sending the proposal to her secretary and going to bed.
At this moment, her head was a little swollen. She didn''t feel well but did not want to sleep back. She
just sat up, lifted the nket, got out of bed, and walked to the bathroom barefooted. She nned to
shower to sober up, make breakfast, and go out to buy groceries.
People with a sense of time liked to arrange their schedule for the day as soon as they woke up. They
would decide what they wanted to do at what time.
Today''s morning run was probably not possible. It was toote, so lots of people were in the
neighborhood. If she ran now, it was inevitable that many people would notice.
Twenty minutester, the sound of a hair dryer came from the bathroom.
When she came out, her phone in the living room rang. It was Quinn. The two singledies were
having breakfast together at different ces. The video call was connected. The woman in red
pajamas was sitting in the dining room with a sandwich in one hand and a phone in the other. The
camera was facing her. "You just woke up? It''s quitete today. Didn''t you run? Are you copying me?"
Leia only smiled faintly at the three consecutive questions.
Leia ced her phone on the kitchen counter and prepared to make something to eat. She replied, "I
have worked overtimest night. Today, the chairman asked me to rest. I rushed out the proposal
overnightst night."
She took sliced toast from the fridge and ced them on the toaster. She added an egg, cheese, and
ham slices. Then, she put the other slice on top to cover it and waited.
Quinn caught the main point and teased, "What''s going on? The chairman specially called you. It can''t
be what I think, right?"
Leia stopped her. "You''re thinking too much. Stop imagining things."
Quinn smiled. "Alright, I have thought Christina''s New Year''s wish woulde true."
Leia smiled and asked, "Isn''t today your day to stop running? Why are you up so early? Are you going
on a blind date, a regr date, or watching a handsome man?"
Every Saturday, Quinn did not run in the morning. It was a way to give herself time to sleep in.
Quinn said, "What are you thinking about? My mom asked me to go home today. She probably misses
me. I met Mr. and Mrs. March at the supermarket a few days ago. They want to go back to Athana. Did
they tell you?"
She was talking about Leia''s parents. It was probably because they were worried about their daughter
when she was in Athana alone. When she went to work at Sapphire City, her entire family moved away.
Now, they wanted toe back.
The toaster rang. She stood up. While taking the breakfast out of the toaster and putting it on the color
te, she poured water, feeling bitter in the bottom of her heart. She said, "That''s how they are. They
are worried I can''t look after myself no matter how old I get. I don''t know how long I will stay in Athana.
If the young man of the Yamin family suddenly wants to inherit the family business, I will return to
Sapphire City. I like Sapphire City more. I''m used to it. I can''t possibly make them move with me again
and again."
Quinn felt that it made sense. "That''s true. I also like that you''re at Sapphire City. That way, I have
unlikely that her brother wants to inherit the business. When shopping with Christina, I heard her urging
her brother to go to thepany many times. In the end, I heard Christinaining every time. He
probably hasn''t been there."
Leia shook her head as she ate. She could not understand what the young man was thinking. "Kids of
some wealthy families are desperate to inherit the family business, but the Yamin family is different.
They don''t want to inherit it. Ste is the same. She only wants to live an easy life every day. The
chairman has so much to be worried about. If that''s the case, he''ll probably have to hire a professional
manager."
She couldn''t stay in Athana forever. The time she had agreed on with Joseph was three years. Three
yearster, she would have to return to the Turner Corporation. If the young man of the Yamin family
still refused to inherit the family business three yearster and Ste could not take on the role, they
might have to hire someone.
Within the scope of the contract, she would do her best. But it was not a problem for her to consider
when the contract expired. Joseph would arrange it.
After chatting during breakfast, Leia hung up with Quinn and called her parents. Her parents had
already retired, but neither of them wanted to be a burden to their daughter. They talked to Joseph to
tell him that they wanted to continue working and did not want to retire.
Joseph saw that they were experienced employees and were conscientious and honest. Coupled with
Leia''s connections, he agreed. One was arranged to be a guard, and the other to be in the cafeteria.
Leia''s mother''s job was only to supervise the kitchen hygiene. She did not need to do anything else.
The couple''s work was easy. This could be considered as Joseph taking care of the old employees.
Leia persuaded her parents for a while to reassure them. She also told them about the house and car
that Joseph had prepared for her. The two elders were only relieved after seeing the photos sent by
their daughter.
After breakfast, Leia took a down jacket from the wardrobe and put it on. She wrapped a scarf around
herself and put on ts. When she wasn''t at work, she always wore ts.
She was prepared to drive to the supermarket to buy ingredients for lunch and dinner. She didn''t n
to go out today.
She went downstairs.
She started the car and waited until it was warm before stepping on the elerator. When the car
drove out of the courtyard, she realized that the ck car that had rudely overtaken her yesterday was
in front of her. Moreover, it was moving at a rapid speed. This license te was very familiar to her.
Leia stared at the back of the car in front until it was out of sight. Then, she muttered softly, "What a
coincidence! This patient also lives in this neighborhood."
She had seen it several times in a row.
At an intersection, they parted ways and turned the steering wheels in different directions. One turned
left, and the other turned right. One went to the supermarket, and the other went to the hospital.
Half an hourter, Chris arrived at the hospital and parked the car.
When he pushed open the door and entered the consultation room, he found that Kimble was already
in his consultation room. Chris took off his coat. When he saw that the air conditioner had been turned
on, he immediately changed into his white coat. "Why are you in my ce instead of your consultation
room so early in the morning?"
Kimble said mischievously, "Absence makes the heart grow fonder. I miss you." When he met Chris''s
gaze, Kimble smiled. "I didn''t want to fall in love with you. I''m straight. I want to ask you something."
Kimble held Chris''s shoulder intimately.
Chris pped him away and patted his shoulder in disdain. "If you have something to say, say it. Don''t
move your ws."
Kimble was not angry that he was pped away. He turned around and sat on the corner of the table.
Chris patted him a few times with the folder. "Go sit on the stool."
"Alright, alright."
When Kimble sat on the stool, Chris''s positioning system was very urate. "There''s no need to ask
about our Yamin Group employees. Turn your direction, and don''t look at Yamin Group''s employees.
umte some virtue."
Kimble was speechless. He hadn''t even said anything yet. He couldn''t even make a joke.
Chris''s guess was urate enough. No wonder he was so smart.
Kimble supported himself with one hand on the chair and held his cheek. "I''m still preparing my lines.
We''re at the edge of breaking up."
Chris was not surprised at all. "So fast. Take your time to prepare. You''ve been dating for a long time
with her this year. Didn''t you say you were getting married? Why do you want to break up again?"
"Well." Kimble sighed. "I originally wanted to get married, but she wanted a vi. I''m just a junior doctor,
and my parents aren''t miners. Where can I get a vi? It''s already good enough to have a house in this
big city, right, Mr. Yamin?"
Chris threw a folder over. "Don''t be so sarcastic. When she was with you, didn''t she say she didn''t care
about the money but only your looks and career? Did she change her mind, or did you be ugly?"
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"How would I know? Maybe she met someone more handsome than me, so she stuck to me every day
to make me buy a vi."
Chris suggested, "You can give her a good way to buy a vi."
"What? Tell me about it." Kimble did not want the information of the Yamin Group employees. He was
just bored and looking for fun. Recently, his girlfriend had been making a fuss about buying a vi,
which made him have a headache.
Chris did not think it was a joke, nor did he think he was messing with others. He lowered his head and
wrote something. "Dream on."
After hearing this, Kimbleughed out loud, but there was still some depression under his smile. He
sighed and sat in Chris''s office, nagging about how much he had spent on his girlfriend. He said that he
had used up all his savings.
Chris said, "Stop, I don''t have money to lend you. I donated my sryst month."
Kimble knew Chris was used to donating a third of his sry to charity. "Look how afraid you are. Am I
that kind of person?"
Chris replied, "Yes."
Kimble thought, ''There''s no way to continue the conversation. He put an end to it. It''ll be strange if he
has a girlfriend when he is always like this.''