CH 2

Another blind date failed.

Fortunately, the teacher who was keen to introduce him to the blind date entered the closed-door laboratory, otherwise he would be scolded again.

Ji Xingjue hadn’t slept well recently, and as soon as he got home, he cleaned himself up and closed his eyes.

But there was another countdown to the devil that Cecilie had sent half an hour ago in his mind: “There are still twelve hours before we go to Qi Qing’s office to beg for money―at ten o’clock tomorrow morning, if dare you not show up outside the military building, I’ll let you see me jump down from the military building for sure!”

Ji Xingjue felt that this day was impossible to pass.

The next day, at 9:55am.

Ji Xingjue walked into the Imperial Military Building with an amazingly precise time, and ran into Cecilie, who was about to lose control of her expression.

“…Whether you believe it or not, I have to explain it,” Ji Xingjue let out a light cough, “The suspension vehicle failed halfway and I had to spend ten minutes repairing it.”

“You should have replaced your broken car. How old is it now?” Cecilie resisted the urge to roll her eyes, and smiled at the military personnel waiting next to her, “Does Lord Marshal have time now?”

The other person, pushing his own glasses and looking at the two exchanging their mutual exchange with no expression, said, “Wait a minute, I’ll ask first.”

After half a minute, he glanced at the information on the terminal again, and expressed regrets: “Unfortunately, Lord Marshal happened to have something to do, and might not be here all morning. It’s better for you two to go back first, and when Marshal is free, I will inform Marshal to make some time.”

Ji Xingjue and Cecilie’s hearts suddenly sank―they weren’t afraid of meeting each other and fighting, but afraid of procrastination.

Ji Xingjue’s intuition told him that something was wrong. According to Qi Qing’s character, he would not avoid it.

However, they had broken off contact since university and hadn’t seen each other for another seven years. It was normal that Qi Qing’s personality would be different from that of his youth.

The two of them returned to Ankara University in the Imperial Capital with an application form, deeply worried and sick at heart.

“Sure enough, we shouldn’t hesitate,” Cecilie pouted. “It’s said that His Majesty held a celebration banquet for Qi Qing in the palace last night. At that time, you would definitely run into him if we tied you up and sent you there.”

Ji Xingjue looked at her, shocked: “Are you still human?”

“For the sake of science, offer yourself respectfully, okay?”

“Then why don’t you all offer yourselves?”

Cecilie patted him on the shoulder: “Because Qi Qing only wants you ah.”