Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1114: Jun Moyan, I’m Back
"Third Young Master, you should rest a bit. If Miss Wen comes back and sees you like this, she’ll feel distressed."
Jun Moyan paused slightly in his typing, then stopped altogether.
Qing Yi thought Jun Moyan had listened to him, but didn’t expect:
"Get out."
These two words came out of Jun Moyan’s mouth, his tone firm and cold, not giving Qing Yi a chance to refuse.
"Third Young Master..."
"Don’t make me say it again."
From beginning to end, his gaze remained fixed on the screen, as if in his world, only work existed.
Qing Yi, with no choice, had to leave the office.
"Bang."
The office door was closed by Qing Yi with just the right amount of force.
The hands of Jun Moyan, previously tapping on the keyboard, stopped as well.
He stared at the computer screen, feeling nothing but confusion, loneliness, and helplessness.
When the heart is empty, it cannot be filled.
He had desperately tried to fill it with work, yet his heart remained utterly hollow.
A full half month and more, nineteen days.
He used work to numb himself from overthinking, so busy that he could no longer distinguish day from night, but the pain in his heart hadn’t lessened in the slightest.
He didn’t know how he had gotten through these days.
What it meant to live day by day feeling like a year; truly, every minute and second was torture.
Every moment was filled with despair and pain.
He didn’t know how many more sets of nineteen days he would have to endure before she returned.
He only knew if he continued this way, he would fall sick with longing, beyond any cure.
By the time he left the company, it was already close to dawn.
During this period, this was how he often spent his time.
He would only leave when the company was empty of employees, and the silence became unbearable.
And no matter how late he worked, even if it was close to dawn, he would always return to Wu Garden.
Take a shower, change clothes, it didn’t matter if he had breakfast or slept, the main thing was to see if she had returned...
Jun Moyan arrived at the garage and took the car.
He rolled down all the windows, letting the cold wind rush in until it matched the temperature of his heart, then he drove back to Wu Garden...
Bottle after bottle of strong liquor downed.
Closing the door, Jun Moyan sat slumped in the corner, drinking bottle after bottle.
The darkness and solitude swallowed him.
This corner was the only place he felt safe.
Another empty bottle slipped from his hand, the clear sound of it hitting the ground lingered in the air.
Jun Moyan lifted a hand and loosened the messy tie around his neck a bit more. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞
He closed his eyes, seemingly falling asleep.
The room, terrifyingly silent.
Wen Xiao’ai was met with a strong smell of alcohol before she even set foot inside, causing her to wrinkle her nose.
It made her wonder if she had stumbled into a drunkard’s room by mistake.
Waving her hand before her nose, Wen Xiao’ai looked towards the big bed.
However, the neat sheets and pillow showed no sign of Jun Moyan.
She panicked right then.
Fearing she was just a step too late, that Jun Moyan had already been taken by the Clan Leader and the others...
"Jun Moyan?"
Wen Xiao’ai called out in a panic, quickly stepping to the bedside.
"Jun..."
She looked around and saw a shadow in the corner.
Wen Xiao’ai recognized it as Jun Moyan at once.
Seeing him sitting there against the wall, head slightly lowered and motionless, startled Wen Xiao’ai so much she thought her heart would stop.
"Jun Moyan."
She rushed forward immediately, crouching down in front of Jun Moyan, reaching out to touch his face.
Luckily, she worried too much, Jun Moyan was fine, just asleep.
Wen Xiao’ai breathed a sigh of relief, then threw herself into Jun Moyan’s arms, holding his waist tightly.
