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"Lu Anqi, if you don't want people to know, don't do it unless you are by yourself. Do your best. But, if you continue to hurt Zhan Yan, I will definitely not let you go. "

"You, you, you …" Lu Anqi consecutively said "you" three times with his voice trembling violently. Although she could not see, she could imagine Ji Weiyang's sinister and cold expression. Even imagining that expression would have frightened her.

However, she could not give up at this moment. If she did, she would lose Viyan, lose everything. She did not want to lose everything. She had had enough of the bleak and bullied days of the orphanage, and she would never go back.

"Do you really love her that much, Vuyo?" she cried.

"Yes." It was another cold reply, but it was decisive.

Lu Anqi bit her lips. She felt that her senses were like eyes, they had lost their function, because she felt blood dripping from her lips. However, she couldn't feel any pain. She smiled bitterly, but her tears kept rolling down the corners of her eyes. You loved me the same way, Vuyo. It was like yesterday, but everything changed when I woke up. Why? Why did this happen? "Why don't you believe me?"

Ji Weiyang coldly narrowed his eyes and arrived in front of her. His gaze landed on her clear tears, but didn't contain the slightest bit of softness. His straight and thin lips moved slightly as he spat out a cold word, "Angel, you're no longer worthy of my trust. Indeed, I loved you, I have never denied it. However, I have already let go of our past. The only person that I have not been able to let go of all this time is you. "

Angel just cried, crying all the time. Other than crying, she couldn't say another word.

Ji Weiyang did not want to make things difficult for her anymore. He had only come here to warn her and their relationship was only sufficient for him to forgive her for his actions.

"I have said everything that needs to be said. Angie, not every time, tears lie. "Goodbye."

Goodbye, Angie.

He turned around decisively, but the moment she held onto the door handle, Lu Anqi suddenly pounced on him from behind. Just like every time, she used her hand to wrap around his waist, not letting go.

"No, I don't want to say goodbye to you, Vuyo. You know I can't do without you. Please don't leave me. I really didn't mean to hurt Zhan Yan. I was just jealous, just jealous of her. I swear, I won't get involved with you anymore. I only hope that you can occasionally visit me when you're free, or give me a look at you. That's enough.

She cried very miserably, even begging with all her might. If she were to call him any other man, his heart would definitely soften. However, Ji Weiyang's heart was no longer with her.

"No way!" Ji Weiyang coldly replied. He forcefully pulled away the arm around her waist and mercilessly pushed her away. Lu Anqi! " He growled angrily, "When I said it was over, it was really over. "Don't pester me any further. Don't force me to bring you to justice."

Angel couldn't see it in the first place, and his legs went limp. He pushed her hard, and she stumbled two steps before falling to the ground. She was in so much pain that her face contorted, and she had lost control of her emotions. She sat on the ground, and shouted out involuntarily, "Ji Weiyang, do you believe that I won't let you see my death?"

Ji Weiyang coldly swept his eyes over her, "Angel, for the same trick, doing it once would garner sympathy from others. If you do it twice, that would be being hypocritical. Your life is your own, it has nothing to do with me whether you want to live or die. "

The moment he finished speaking, Ji Weiyang's phone suddenly buzzed. It was Tang Feng.

"What's the matter?" He furrowed his brows and asked coldly.

"Yes, Vice Dean Zhao has mentioned that he wants to meet Lu Anqi. Shouldn't we let the mother and daughter meet once to determine if Lu Anqi is related to this case or not?" Tang Feng said from the other side of the phone.

Ji Weiyang's sharp brows furrowed even more, she coldly swept Lu Anqi a glance, and asked coldly: "Your mother wants to meet you, do you need to go?"

"Lu Anqi was stunned for a moment, and then, she shook her head with all her might. "No, I don't want to see her, I don't want to see her."

She naturally did not dare to go to Vice Dean Zhao, as she only knew what she would say to him. In any case, Vice Dean Zhao would definitely be punished, so why must he compensate her youth?

"She abandoned me when I was young. Why would I still want to kill such a heartless woman? If I don't want to see her, even if I die I won't go see her. In this world, I only have one mother, and that person is Lu Manyun."

"Are you sure?" Ji Weiyang confirmed again.

Lu Anqi covered her head with both hands and mumbled in pain, "No, I don't want to see anyone."

Ji Weiyang hesitated for a while, then nodded his head indifferently: "Lu Anqi said that she won't meet her, forget it." He hung up.

"Her case is about to be opened for trial. She intentionally committed murder, the circumstances are serious, and caused irreparable consequences. She will probably be sentenced to a suspended death sentence. She probably wants to see you for the last time. Since you don't want to see it, then forget it. "

After he finished speaking, he pushed open the door and walked out. After leaving Angie alone in the cold ward, she collapsed on the ground, crying her heart out.

She was already blind and her mother was in prison. Now, even Ji Weiyang had left her side, so what was the point in her living.

When Ji Weiyang returned to the Central Hospital, he was still sitting outside the ward waiting. His tears had dried, but his eyes were red and swollen from crying.

"Weiyang, you're back. Zhan Yan should be eating dinner now. Do you know what she likes to eat? I'll make it for her. " Lu Manyun pulled on Ji Weiyang's hand with anticipation.

He lowered his gaze, and his gaze lightly fell on the hand that she was holding onto.

Lu Manyun also seemed to have sensed that something was wrong and hurriedly released him.

"Is Yan Yan Yan awake?" Ji Weiyang asked indifferently.

"Yes." Lu Manyun nodded her head, "She should be awake by now, I heard a sound coming from the room." Although she knew that Zhan Yan had woken up, Lu Manyun still did not dare to go in and openly glance at her daughter.

"Zhan Yan likes to eat crab yolk porridge, it's called Tong Ji's." Ji Weiyang casually said again.

However, Lu Manyun raised her smiling face, "Tong Ji's crab porridge, good, good, I will immediately go buy it." After Lu Manyun finished speaking, she stepped on her high heels and quickly left. Her happy expression almost made him jump.

Ji Weiyang's gaze continued to follow her back, and disappeared from the elevator. He helplessly shook his head before pushing open the door to the ward.

Zhan Yan was not lying on the sickbed, but was standing on the soft carpet barefooted, squatting down as she searched for something.

"What are you doing?" Ji Weiyang asked in confusion, but before she could reply, he had already strode forward and without any explanation, he had carried her back to the sickbed.

She was wearing a white hospital gown, and her long hair hung down to her waist. Perhaps it was because she had just woken up, but she looked a little lazy.

Ji Weiyang lovingly rubbed her head, then saw her exposed pair of jade feet. Is it cold? " As he spoke, his warm palm had already wrapped itself around her tiny ankle, and his beautiful jade foot was stepping on top of her palm like a newly bloomed white lotus on the surface of the water.

His slightly cold foot felt like it was stepping on his warm palm, giving him an indescribable feeling. Zhan Yan's face slightly flushed, her clear eyes lowered, not daring to look at him. He had been sleeping all day and felt bored. He wanted to flip through a few books. Where's my book? Where are they? "

Ji Weiyang smiled gently. Naturally, those books had been disposed of by him and the doctor said that she needed sufficient time to rest. "I'm tired of reading. If it's too boring, I'll chat with you."

Zhan Yan pouted her lips, obviously dissatisfied, yet she feigned innocence and blinked her eyes, and said mischievously, "Director Ji, do we have a common language? About medical cases or about investment analysis? "

Ji Weiyang couldn't help but laugh as he sat down beside her sickbed and gently hugged him. The doctor said you'd be out in a month, and we'd better think about what we're going to do when we get out. After not coming home for so long, he should have bought a lot of things. The furniture and bed products should be replaced by the servants, right? The rebirth of our beauty is important for us to have a new beginning. "

"No." Zhan Yan shook her head and rejected her suggestion, "The original bed was pretty comfortable sleeping. I don't want to change beds."

"Oh, really? "I won't trade then." Ji Weiyang smiled, put his lips next to her ear, and added in a low voice, "I never pick a bed, I only pick people;

"Ji Weiyang!" Zhan Yan was warm and angry, but her face had flushed red. Her voice was extremely soft, with not even the slightest bit of lethality.

Ji Weiyang's smile became even more pleased with himself, he held her small hand that was as soft as bone and kissed it.

The sun had set in the west, and night gradually enveloped the land. Zhan Yan had still not eaten dinner.

"Hungry? I'll go buy you something. "

"Yes." Zhan Yan nodded warmly and added, "Let's buy a few more books. I don't read much. Can't I just turn a few pages a day? " She grabbed his arm in a spoiled manner and shook it gently.

Ji Weiyang had no choice but to nod his head and agree. Zhan Yan wrote down the title and told Ji Weiyang to go.

He drove to the nearest Xinhua Book Store, and looked for the book that Zhan Yan needed on the bookshelf with the note in her hand. Then, he took it to the cashier's desk to settle the bill.

He was standing at the cashier's desk, his phone suddenly hummed, it was Lu Manyun calling. Auntie, I'm at the bookstore. I'll be back in about ten minutes.

After hanging up, he took out a golden card from his wallet and handed it to the cashier. Then, he noticed that the cashier and the customers beside him were all looking at him strangely, some even secretly laughing.

Ji Weiyang's face was dark, but he still maintained his demeanor. He naturally knew what these people were laughing about. What Zhan Yan told him to buy was actually a pile of books related to obstetrics and gynecology.

After paying, Ji Weiyang left with a bag of books. The car shuttled through the night and soon returned to the hospital. And at the door of the ward, Lu Manyun seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"This is crab porridge, and this is the ginseng chicken soup that I made myself. You can give it to Zhan Yan." Lu Manyun handed the food box over to Ji Weiyang.

"Thank you." Just as he was about to turn around and enter the sickroom, he heard Lu Manyun say again, "Weiyang, can you ask Yan Yan what else you want to eat?

"Alright." Ji Weiyang replied indifferently, and then walked into the ward.

Seeing that he had returned, Zhan Yan's eyes lit up, and asked, "Where's my book?"

Ji Weiyang smiled warmly and handed the book over to her. This girl was even more intimate towards books than eating; no wonder he could not get fat. Let's eat first, then we'll see. "

"Yes." Zhan Yan nodded her head obediently.

Ji Weiyang placed the bowl of congee into her hands, and then scooped some soup, giving it to her one mouthful after another. However, when Zhan Yan took the first sip, she already felt that something was wrong, because the taste was too familiar, and it was just that she couldn't recall clearly, until the first half bowl of soup was placed in her stomach, and when Ji Weiyang brought the spoon to her lips, she stopped drinking obediently. Instead, he opened his eyes wide, and stared at him without blinking.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Did she do it?" Zhan Yan asked in an extremely cold and detached voice. How could she forget this smell? How could she forget? When Lu Manyun wanted her cornea, she gave her this kind of broth.

Ji Weiyang knew that he could not hide it, so he inaudibly nodded her head, and gently explained: "Yan Yan, Aunt Lu is only concerned about you."

Zhan Yan bit her lips, her eyes becoming moist, as her tears fell on her long eyelashes. As her eyelashes trembled, a bright stream of light swirled about, but she stubbornly refused to fall. Viyan, how do you think I should feel about her concern? You don't understand what it's like to grow up without a mother. Ever since I was young, I've yearned for motherly love, but, Viyan, the motherly love in my imagination isn't like this. Every time I think of her looking into my eyes, that impatient look in her eyes, I feel scared, as if she's going to dig out my eyes and give them to someone else at any time. I'm scared, I'm really scared … "

Zhan Yan's voice became weaker and weaker. She laid on Ji Weiyang's chest and cried softly. She used the word 'other' without mentioning Lu Anqi's name, because that name seemed to have already become a taboo between her and Ji Weiyang.

Ji Weiyang tightly embraced the jade-like, warm person in his embrace, his chin lightly pressed against her forehead as he coaxed his gently, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid of her, I'll accompany you by your side. No one will hurt you."

Under his gentle coaxing, Zhan Yan quickly fell asleep. She was lying under the snow-white bedding, but there were still tears hanging from the corners of her eyes. From start to finish, no one had told her, but actually, the matter of plotting against her had nothing to do with Lu Manyun, but, Zhan Yan was smart, and since Lu Manyun had been released for no crime, it had at least proven her innocence, but, she had coveted Zhan Yan's eyes before, and those injuries were not something that could be easily wiped away from Zhan Yan's heart, she still needed time.

After that day, Lu Manyun still frequently came to the hospital, but she didn't cook anything for Zhan Yan to eat. Ji Weiyang told her the whole story, word for word. He knew that Lu Manyun would be sad, but this way, she wouldn't continue to disturb her peaceful life. As long as his appearance was blissful, he didn't mind hurting anyone.

Under Ji Weiyang's meticulous care, Zhan Yan was quickly discharged from the hospital. The Prof. Johnson gave her some medicine and instructed her to regularly visit the hospital for examinations.

Ji Weiyang drove her back to the villa on the mountain peak. It was May, and all the parasol trees in the garden were sprouting. The huge courtyard was no longer empty like before, but a patch of green that dazzled people's eyes for no reason.

"Yan Yan Yan, you're home." Ji Weiyang parked the car in the garden and unbuckled the safety belt on her body.

Zhan Yan pushed the door and got off the car. She subconsciously looked around, nothing seemed to have changed here, it was just that there was an extra swing in the garden.

"Why did you think of a swing?" Zhan Yan asked in confusion, but her gaze was still fixated on the thousand year stand between the two towering ancient trees, her clear eyes filled with joy.

"The last time I went back to the courtyard and saw the kids playing, I thought it was pretty interesting, so I picked one up in the garden." Ji Weiyang would naturally not tell her, the Prof. Johnson had said that even if Zhan Yan could leave the hospital, she could no longer run and jump like an ordinary person. To some extent, she had lost a part of her childhood and fun, thus Ji Weiyang ordered someone to set up a swing in the garden, allowing her to feel the sensation of running and jumping.

"Do you want to try? I'll push you. " Ji Weiyang held her slightly cold little hand and walked towards the brand-new Autumn Qian Jia.

Zhan Yan sat on the swing while standing behind her, gently pushing her away. His strength was moderate, so he didn't dare push too far.

Zhan Yan sat on the swing, gently spread open her arms, slightly raised her chin, and closed her eyes as she felt the wind brush against her cheeks. The corner of her lips continued to rise, and Zhan Yan suddenly felt as if she had been reborn.

The two of them played around in the garden for a while. Although it was already spring, the spring wind was so strong that it was hard to be careless. Ji Weiyang draped the jacket over Zhan Yan's shoulders, and gently smiled as he said, "Are you hungry? After you go in and eat something, it's time for you to take a nap. Prof. Johnson had instructed you to eat and rest on time.

Zhan Yan carelessly touched her fingertips to her ear and then raised her head to smile warmly at him. "Got it, you are nagging more and more, just like a little old man."

With regards to this kind of description, Ji Weiyang was evidently unsatisfied. He lightly tapped her forehead with two of his fingers to show his punishment, and then held her as they walked towards the villa.

"Tired?" he asked as he walked.

Zhan Yan smiled and shook her head, "Not tired."

"Oh, there will be something that will make you tired tonight." Ji Weiyang smiled at her with eyes that made people feel embarrassed and dubious.

Since Zhan Yan was not suitable to eat greasy food, the lunch was very light. The two of them sat on opposite sides of the table, and as Zhan Yan ate, she had a very graceful look, her head was lowered, and her eyes were lowered. She took small sips of food, her hair playfully hanging on her chest, and the skin of her neck was smooth and smooth like silk.

Ji Weiyang couldn't care about eating, most of the time when she was eating, he would support his face as he looked at her, and would have the urge to swallow her whole. A beauty worthy of eating, a beauty worthy of eating.

"You won't eat it?" Zhan Yan inadvertently lifted her eyes, and met his deep eyes. Her cheeks flushed red, and her heart panicked as she opened her eyes.

"En, I'm not hungry. You can eat." Ji Weiyang replied with a smile.

He watched as Zhan Yan finished eating, then went to take a nap in the bedroom upstairs, and then left.

Ever since Zhan Yan fell ill, he had not stepped foot into the company, although she had always been managing the company, many things were not his specialties. Furthermore, the business at the seaside suddenly stopped, and everything was in a mess over there. According to Tang Feng's capabilities, he could at most maintain the company's operations, and clean up the mess that came to him, but of course, he left it to Ji Weiyang.

After Zhan Yan fell asleep, she drove to the company, and the documents on her desk piled up like a small hill. Ji Weiyang was the typical workaholic, the moment he got busy, he would lose consciousness and forget about everything else.

On the other side, it was already three in the afternoon when Zhan Yan woke up from her nap. The room was quiet, not like the hospital, and when she opened her eyes she could see him.

Zhan Yan got off the bed and changed out of her pajamas. She went up and down the floors but she did not see any trace of Ji Weiyang. In the end she couldn't help but ask the servant.

"Mister went to the company, but told us to take good care of Madam and didn't say when he would be back."

The servant's words made Zhan Yan a little disappointed. She had long gotten used to living alone, and perhaps due to the days of being inseparable from him, she became more and more reliant on him.

When it was time for dinner, Ji Weiyang still had not returned. She had eaten his dinner in complete boredom, then took a bath and sat on the sofa to watch television.

Zhan Yan subconsciously opened her eyes. The moment she thought about what Ji Weiyang had told her in the afternoon: There will be things that will make you tired at night. She couldn't stop his heart from pounding.

He hadn't touched her since he found out about her illness. The so-called perverted nature, she knew that he had been enduring it, and it had been very hard for him to endure it. As for what was about to happen tonight, she was extremely panicked and had a faint sense of anticipation.

Only, something that she was both flustered and filled with anticipation for did not happen in the end, because Ji Weiyang did not return that night at all. I just called her before I went to sleep.

"Are you going to sleep?" On the other end of the line, he asked gently.

"Nope." Zhan Yan replied as she sat cross-legged on the soft bed with one hand holding the phone. Her silk pajamas were as smooth as water.

"Wait for me?" He smiled with a hint of amusement.

"Nope." Zhan Yan pouted, but her face was slightly red.

After a moment of silence, a warm voice came from the other end of the phone, "Then good, go to sleep first. I still have some official matters to attend to, so I can't go back until later. Don't wait for me. You must go to bed on time. Do you know? "

"Yes." Zhan Yan obediently complied, but the disappointment could not be concealed within her voice.

Ji Weiyang was extremely sharp, and could easily detect any change in her emotions. But Zhan Yan's change in mood obviously made him in a great mood, as the exhaustion from her heavy work seemed to have been swept away in an instant. Yan Yan, would you be unable to sleep without me holding you? "

"Stop being so shameless, I'm going to sleep now." Zhan Yan retorted coquettishly, her cheeks turning even redder.

"Yes." Ji Weiyang replied indifferently, "Yan Yan, give me a kiss."

"No." The corner of Zhan Yan's lips slightly raised, and her fingers casually circled the phone line.

Ji Weiyang did not force her. She said that he did not want to, and he lightly kissed her. Yan Yan, the winter has passed and spring has come. Let's get married. "

He said marry, not remarry. The blooming of a warm spring flower was a rebirth to Zhan Yan, but to them, it was a new beginning.

Zhan Yan's fingertips that circled around the phone line suddenly stopped, then stiffened. "The light in those clear and bright eyes is fading bit by bit." It's spring now, and today I see that all the parasol trees in the courtyard are sprouting, tender green, very beautiful. Will you accompany me to watch it tomorrow? "

Ji Weiyang naturally knew that she had purposefully changed the topic. It was just that he did not want to force her into a corner, so he replied warmly, "Alright."

Then, after a brief silence, he said, "Good night, Yan Yan."

"Good night." After Zhan Yan finished speaking, she reluctantly hung up the phone.

She took her medicine and obediently lay down on the quilt. However, he was unable to sleep anymore. His pair of clear eyes blankly stared at the ceiling above him.

Although Prof. Johnson did not say anything, but as a doctor, she knew enough to understand that even though the treatment was effective, her heart was very weak. She might need to rely on medicine to maintain his current condition for his entire life.

Even if Prof. Johnson didn't say anything, Zhan Yan clearly understood this point, as she placed the newly bought condoms and contraceptives in the cupboard.

Thinking that she would never be able to be a mother in her life, Zhan Yan subconsciously turned her head. A tear flowed down the corner of her eye and quickly disappeared into the soft blanket.

She really wanted to stand by his side when the flowers bloomed in the spring. However, a woman who couldn't have children couldn't even be considered a complete woman. How could she possibly return to his side? She couldn't be so selfish.

Zhan Yan cried for the better part of the night before fainting away. The next morning, she thought she would see his handsome face as soon as she opened her eyes, but this time, it was different.

When she opened the curtain, the room was still empty. There was not a single person inside, only a deathly silence. She could even hear her own breathing.

Zhan Yan stepped forward to compromise, and simply washed herself and changed her clothes. When she walked downstairs, she asked the servant if she knew that for the entire night, Ji Weiyang had not come back at all.

"Madam, breakfast is ready. Sir has just called and told you to take your medicine on time after breakfast."

"Yes." Zhan Yan replied indifferently and walked into the dining hall.

Half an hour after breakfast, a servant handed over a full box full of red, yellow and white pills. The pill looked extremely beautiful, reminding Zhan Yan of the chocolate beans she ate as a child.

After taking the medicine, Zhan Yan sat in the living room and read the newspaper. She read a few times a morning newspaper, and read almost every word carefully. As Zhan Yan sat on the sofa, bored out of her mind, she suddenly realized that in the future, she would live a kind of confined life. She would have no job, have nothing to do, live in a luxurious villa that she envied, eating three meals a day with servants, and use the most expensive medicines to support himself. Her only daily task was to wait for Ji Weiyang to return home.

Zhan Yan sat on the Persian carpet in front of the French window and looked out with a blank expression. On the winding road, she saw the gardener pruning the small shrubs. On a whim, she changed into a thick sweater and walked out.

Zhan Yan was wearing a cloth handkerchief on her head as she and a few gardeners pruned the branches in the courtyard. The faint sunlight shone on her body and unexpectedly, a smile gradually appeared on her face.

But the moment she went out, the servants in the room became extremely anxious, one of them frantically dialed Ji Weiyang's number, asking him what to do.

When the call connected, Ji Weiyang was already on his way back to the courtyard. He held onto the steering wheel with one hand and the other hand, he connected the call.

The anxious voice of the servant came over the phone. "Sir, Madame is in the garden cutting shrubs with the gardener. We can't help it …"

The servant naturally asked for his opinion, but Ji Weiyang did not show the anger that they thought he would, and instead smiled faintly. He knew how bored being trapped in the manor, Zhan Yan had never been willing to be a bird in a cage.

He had the servant open a video on his phone, which showed Zhan Yan and the gardeners pruning shrubs together. Surprisingly, he saw her smile, not even a bit forced. He looked at it and actually laughed subconsciously. He had also cut shrubs before, and that kind of work was not considered heavy, as long as Zhan Yan was happy, he would let her be.

After hanging up the phone, Ji Weiyang sped up, he worked the entire night, with a slightly haggard look on his face. After signing the contract with ET in the morning, he had originally planned to return home to accompany Zhan Yan, but unexpectedly, he received a call from his father. General Ji on the phone had only ordered him to return home, his tone was strong, and he did not say what exactly happened.

Ji Weiyang guessed that his father should have found out about Zhan Yan leaving the hospital and pressured him to separate herself from Zhan Yan. According to the guard next to his father, his father didn't seem to be in good health recently. He didn't want to anger him at this time, so he had to go home. He had also made up his mind. No matter what his father said, he would just half-heartedly agree to it. Leaving Zhan Yan, he absolutely could not do it.

But, when he returned to the courtyard, Ji Weiyang realized that it was not what he had thought at all. General Ji was going to make this matter impossible, and not leave him any path of retreat.

Ji Weiyang stood at the exit, and a servant brought him a pair of slippers, respectfully addressing him as Third Young Master.

Her eldest brother had returned from the army, eldest sister-in-law was busy in the kitchen, Ji Ting was sitting on the sofa and stirring up the orange juice, and a young girl was sitting beside her. She looked unfamiliar, but her appearance was not bad, her long hair was shawl, her makeup was light and delicate, and she wore a pink evening dress, solemn and formal.

"Viyan's back. Come and sit." Seeing him, Ji Ting was beaming with joy as she pointed to the sofa opposite him.

"Yes." Ji Weiyang calmly replied as he sat down on the sofa and flipped through the financial report. As he focused on reading the newspaper, he also felt another gaze quietly sizing him up, and the owner of that gaze was naturally that unfamiliar girl.

She was still very young, and also very shy, not daring to look directly at him. Her cheeks were red, and she used the corner of her eyes to stealthily size up the man not far away, how could she describe him? He was very handsome, very, very handsome, also very domineering, his aura was too powerful, he gave off an invisible feeling of suffocation, in front of him, she felt like a lowly female slave.

As Ji Weiyang flipped through the newspapers, he inadvertently asked, "Where's Dad?"

"Oh, Dad and Uncle Li are upstairs playing chess. This is Uncle Li's youngest daughter, Qian Qian." Ji Ting suitably introduced the place.

"Yes." Ji Weiyang responded indifferently, he did not even raise his eyes, as though he was a stranger that was not allowed to get close.

Ji Weiyang was so smart that he could easily figure out the mystery behind it. His father quickly called for him to come home, and now there was suddenly a daughter of an old comrade of his. It was clearly a disguised blind date, no wonder this girl was dressed so seriously.

When Ji Ting introduced her, the girl finally had the courage to raise her head. Her red lips trembled, and just as she was about to introduce herself, she was forced back by Ji Weiyang's cold attitude.

The atmosphere was in a deadlock for a moment. Ji Weiyang very casually continued to flip through the newspaper, his entire body emitting a cold and clear temperament. Li Xiaoqian bit her lips and looked pitifully at Ji Ting who was beside her.

Ji Ting coughed awkwardly, and talked about the past few things, "Weiyang, have you been busy with your company recently? I heard from your brother-in-law that you changed the seaside cruise ship into a luxury Holiday Inn and a high-class clubhouse. "

"Hmm, I can't just continue wasting resources like this." Ji Weiyang replied along.

"Dad said yesterday that you were going to set up a branch overseas?" Ji Ting asked again.

"I'm planning it." Ji Weiyang's answer was always very simple. If one could say it clearly in a single sentence, there was no need for her to say it in two sentences. He seemed like he was cherishing his words like gold, but most of the time, he was being perfunctory.

Ji Ting nonchalantly asked, and Ji Weiyang's answer became simpler and simpler. In the end, it directly became a one word answer, "Yes", "Yes", "Yes", "Yes". In the end, Ji Ting had nothing to say and gave Li Xiaoqian a look.

"Director Ji, which country is your overseas company going to be in?" Li Xiaoqian's face was red as she stuttered a question that did not have any nutrition. She swore that she was not usually like this. She had just returned from studying abroad and was an engineering master with a level eight English. She was the 'talented girl' among her peers and was well-behaved in the eyes of her elders.

Ji Weiyang raised his eyes that were rarely seen, as his cold gaze swept across her body. However, his sword-like eyebrows were slightly knitted, and his thin lips slowly spat out two words, "England."

Li Xiaoqian seemed to have thought of something, she awkwardly bit her lower lip and did not speak anymore. During the preparation phase of the branch company, it was basically a trade secret within the company. Naturally, she should not have asked about it so casually. She had really asked a question with the lowest IQ.

The atmosphere became silent for a moment, and no one said a word. In the huge living room, only the soft rustling sounds of Ji Weiyang flipping through the books could be heard.

Just at this time, the door to the study room upstairs opened. Ji Bocheng and Li Jianguo walked down from upstairs and the two of them went into the living room while talking and laughing.

"Viyan's back." General Ji said in a flat voice.

"Dad, Uncle Li." Ji Weiyang stood up, and bowed humbly in front of his elders. As the clear and cold aura faded, his overall appearance became much gentler, and he became more eye-catching.

"Uncle Ji." Li Xiaoqian followed and stood up, politely calling for people.

Ji Bocheng smiled benevolently and nodded, then said to Ji Weiyang, "Wei Yang, this is your Uncle Li's youngest daughter, Li Xiaoqian. She is already a doctoral student at Cambridge University at the age of twenty-four. Your Uncle Li has a good daughter. "

"Not at all." Li Jianguo could not conceal the complacency in his smile.

"Hello, I'm Li Xiaoqian." Li Xiaoqian then extended her arm to him gracefully, with a smile on her face, this time, she was definitely not going to make a fool of herself in front of him. Ever since she was young, she had always been a young miss with a golden glint in her eyes. Her pursuers were able to form an enhanced battalion, but she looked down on none of them, whereas this man was different from the others. Just by looking at him, one couldn't say that she was fond of him, but at the very least, it made her want to get along with him.