Chapter 353 - 353: Missing You Too Much, Can’t Sleep

Chapter 353: Missing You Too Much, Can’t Sleep

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

At the Jiang residence.

The usually busy servants were not around at this moment. The huge villa seemed empty and quiet.

A man in a gray suit sat on the sofa. His hair was white, and his blue eyes looked meaningfully at Jiang Yanshen.

Fang Wu stood behind Jiang Yanshen and said respectfully, “Professor Morse, I’ll leave the rest to you.”

Morse got up and nodded. In fluent English, he said, “Come with me.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and walked to the second floor.

Jiang Yanshen followed behind him into the familiar bedroom.

The curtains were drawn tightly, and the lights in the room were not switched on. The original sofa and coffee table had been moved away, and there was a carpet and a recliner. There was a small lamp placed on the glass round table beside it, and the light was barely enough to outline the furnishings in the room.

Jiang Yanshen’s cold gaze swept around and he let out a cold laugh. “You’re quite well-prepared.”

Professor Morse unbuttoned his suit and took it off before throwing it on the back of the chair beside him. When he turned around to look at him, a trace of The usually busy servants were not around at this moment. The huge villa seemed empty and quiet.

A man in a gray suit sat on the sofa. His hair was white, and his blue eyes looked meaningfully at Jiang Yanshen.

Fang Wu stood behind Jiang Yanshen and said respectfully, “Professor Morse, I’ll leave the rest to you.”

Morse got up and nodded. In fluent English, he said, “Come with me.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and walked to the second floor.

Jiang Yanshen followed behind him into the familiar bedroom.

The curtains were drawn tightly, and the lights in the room were not switched on. The original sofa and coffee table had been moved away, and there was a carpet and a recliner. There was a small lamp placed on the glass round table beside it, and the light was barely enough to outline the furnishings in the room.

Jiang Yanshen’s cold gaze swept around and he let out a cold laugh. “You’re quite well-prepared.”

Professor Morse unbuttoned his suit and took it off before throwing it on the back of the chair beside him. When he turned around to look at him, a trace of coldness surged in his blue eyes.

“Do you need some water?”

Jiang Yanshen knew that the “water” he was referring to was not as simple as normal water.

“No need.”

Morse reached out and made a “please” gesture.

Jiang Yanshen walked to the recliner and took off his coat. He turned around and lay down, placing his hands in front of him.

His exquisite facial features were numb and expressionless, as if he was lying on an operating table waiting for an anesthesiologist’s injection...

Morse picked up his fountain pen and his work notes and sat down in a chair. His long legs overlapped and his voice was low. “I’ll hypnotize you every day for the next few days. Coupled with the medicine, you’ll disappear completely in about three days. Do you have anything else you want to say?”

Jiang Yanshen’s throat bobbed a few times as he turned his head to look at him.

The light in his dark eyes was as thin and cold as a blade, and he retracted it disdainfully.

Morse smiled fakely. “Then let’s start now.”

Jiang Yanshen’s thick eyelashes trembled, and he slowly closed his eyes without any hesitation or resistance.

For Qianqian, he had no choice but to submit to his fate.

At 30,000 feet in the sky, Lin Qingqian fell asleep and had a dream.

She woke up with a start and broke out in cold sweat. Her eyes were dull and she was panicking.

Han Liubai handed her a tissue and asked with concern, “Did you have a nightmare?”

“Thank you.” Lin Qingqian wiped the sweat off her forehead and let out a long sigh of relief. “I think so, but I don’t remember.”

However, after waking up from the dream, she was flustered and had an indescribably strange feeling.

“Dreams are all fake, whether they’re nightmares or not,” Han Liubai comforted her. “Do you want some water?”

Lin Qingqian looked at him and nodded hesitantly.

Han Liubai called the flight attendant over and asked her to send a cup of warm water over.

Lin Qingqian held the cup and sipped the warm water. Her fingers involuntarily touched the platinum-gold necklace around her neck, and the light in her eyes was a little hesitant and complicated.

Her mind kept replaying Jiang Yanshen’s expression at the airport. His eyes seemed to be filled with endless reluctance.

His gaze was as if... she would never return from Milan and he would never see her again.

Han Liubai lowered his gaze to the necklace on her neck. She had been touching the necklace...

Was she thinking about that person?

An hour later, the plane landed at Milan Airport.

Lin Qingqian and Han Liubai got off the plane first while Chen Mu and the makeup artist went to get their luggage.

The organizer, S.T, sent a car to pick them up. All the contestants stayed in the same hotel.

When Lin Qingqian arrived at the hotel, she undoubtedly bumped into Ming Xiao. However, she was staying in the presidential suite while Lin Qingqian was staying in an ordinary room.

After packing up, Lin Qingqian called Jiang Yanshen. After waiting for a long time, no one picked up.

When she hung up and was about to call again, Jiang Yanshen called.

Jiang Yanshen’s low and hoarse voice came from the radio. “Qianqian...”

Hearing his voice, Lin Qingqian calmed down a lot. “I’m at the hotel. Xiao Bai came with me this time.”

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

“Are you angry?” Lin Qingqian asked softly.

“No...” Jiang Yanshen spoke again, his voice filled with unconcealable exhaustion. “You’ve been on the plane for so long. You must be very tired. Rest early and focus on preparing for the competition.”

Lin Qingqian heard that his voice was not right and asked worriedly, “Are you feeling unwell?”

“I miss you too much. I can’t sleep.” Jiang Yanshen’s low and hoarse voice was mixed with helplessness. “But I’m with Shen Zhiwei. You don’t have to worry.”

Hearing that he was with Shen Zhiwei, Lin Qingqian was indeed much more relieved. “Then listen to the psychiatrist obediently and rest well.”

“Alright.” Jiang Yanshen’s low voice sounded. “Have a good rest too.”

“Alright.” Lin Qingqian’s clear voice agreed and hung up.

She lowered her head and touched the necklace on her neck. Thinking of him waiting for her in Lan City, her heart surged with warmth...

At the Jiang residence.

Jiang Yanshen lay on the recliner. His face was pale and bloodless, and his eyes were bloodshot. n//o-(v//e--L/-b))I((n

Her mental state was abnormally poor. Her brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was in extreme pain.

Fang Wu took the phone away, turned it off, and threw it on the table. His gaze landed on Professor Morse.

Morse’s expression was cold. “Stop resisting stubbornly. You shouldn’t have existed in the first place...”

Jiang Yanshen bit his thin lips tightly and did not speak. His fingers curled into fists, and he held something tightly in his palm. The cold and stiffness pierced his palm and his heart...

Shouldn’t I exist?

Then why did they create me back then?

All the contestants would rest in the hotel for a day. The next day, everyone would have the chance to enter the S.T. headquarters to take a look. The competition would begin on the third day.

Luo Tianxue had only arrived in Milan before the competition.

When Lin Qingqian saw her in the lounge, she couldn’t help but tease her. “I thought you were deliberately taking revenge on me and wanted to stand me up.”

Luo Tianxue revealed an innocent and ingratiating smile. “How can that be! It’s all Brother Ming’s fault. He insisted on helping me accept a cell phone advertisement. The director who filmed the advertisement is a pervert. Otherwise, I would have arrived yesterday.”

Brother Ming: ‘

You were clearly the one who despised the other party for taking ugly photos of you and insisted on taking a few more.

“Don’t say so much. Hurry up and change your clothes and put on your makeup!” Lin Qingqian couldn’t be bothered to care whose fault it was. The most important thing now was for the competition to proceed smoothly.

Luo Tianxue said excitedly, “Qingqian, what beautiful clothes did you design this time? Let me take a look.’

Lin Qingqian did not say anything. She moved aside and lifted the black cloth covering the hanger...

Luo Tianxue and Brother Ming looked over at the same time, their eyes involuntarily lit up with the same amazement.

Seeing their stunned expressions, Lin Qingqian knew that her design had succeeded this time.

Although she couldn’t guarantee that she would definitely get first place, there should be no problem entering the finals.

The semi-finals in Milan didn’t have an audience voting system. Instead, there were 20 specially invited fashion masters who scored with the event location judges to select the top 10 to advance to the finals.

The 20 designers in the semi-finals had all stood out from the competitions of various countries. They were the most popular designers in the past few years.

Among them, the ones who received the most attention were Ming Xiao and Lin Qingqian. Ming Xiao had a good resume and was the editor-in-chief of a domestic magazine. On the other hand, Lin Qingqian had an independent brand and worked with White. Whether it was domestically or overseas, she received much attention.

The netizens in the country were also very concerned about this competition. The netizens who supported Ming Xiao and Lin Qingqian were naturally divided into two factions. Xu Zhao was not so popular and was completely an ordinary person. Moreover, he was also introverted and basically did not like to talk. Basically, no one mentioned ms name.

The event location of the competition was placed in the hotel. S.T. had long sent someone to set up the event location, and the people from the television station had also come to install the cameras.

Although the process of the competition couldn’t be synchronized to the country, many Chinese fans at the event location had already prepared chargers and cameras. They planned to record the entire process and send it to their friends back home as soon as possible.

There were 20 fashion designers in pairs. The models would walk on the runway together, and the designers would go on stage together. At the same time, they would describe their ideas and inspirations to the judges.

Coincidentally, Lin Qingqian and Ming Xiao were divided into the same group.

Ming Xiao’s model was still Zhou Jinran, and Lin Qingqian’s model had already been changed from Li Wenwen to Luo Tianxue.

Zhou Jinran glanced at Luo Tianxue’s clothes from the corner of her eye. The light in her eyes was mixed and disappeared in an instant.

Luo Tianxue held a fan embroidered with mountains and rivers in her hand and revealed a sweet smile. “Senior Zhou’s style today... is quite unique!”

Ming Xiao had designed an evening gown with a lotus theme this time, so the style was still very exaggerated and couldn’t show off Zhou Jinran’s slender figure.

When Zhou Jinran heard this, she frowned slightly and looked at her with a deeper gaze. For a moment, she didn’t know if her words were sincere or sarcastic!

Luo Tianxue waved her fan gently like a graceful young lady, and her voice was much gentler than usual. “I heard that Senior Zhou was nominated for the Best Actress Award. I haven’t had the time to congratulate you.”

“Thank you.” After Zhou Jinran said these two words coldly, she couldn’t help but add, “I heard that you accepted Director Ding’s new role.”

Luo Tianxue nodded. “Yes.”

Zhou Jinran’s eyes turned even colder. This script was originally handed to her first. She was still hesitating if she should take it when Director Ding sent a message saying that Luo Tianxue was confirmed.

She also heard that it was because Lu Dongcheng had sponsored Director Ding’s new movie for 100 million.

A flower vase who relied on a man to climb up the ranks really thought she was someone important?

“Director Ding is famous for being strict. You can’t fool him with just a forced cry or two.” Zhou Jinran’s voice was cold as she glanced disdainfully at her legs.

“Lu Dongcheng’s taste is getting worse.”

With that, she walked up the stairs and was about to go on stage.

Luo Tianxue:

A glint flashed across her smoky eyes. Her red lips pursed slightly, and the smile on her lips was cold and terrifying.

When the host introduced the two of them to the venue, Luo Tianxue twisted her waist and walked to Zhou Jinran’s side. She turned her head and smiled at her.

Before Zhou Jinran could react to her smile, the two of them walked towards the runway...