Ji Zhilan arrived at the appointed meeting place.
Shen Tingyu had already been waiting for a long time.
Seeing her arrive, Shen Tingyu smiled, "How did things go?"
"It went very successfully," Ji Zhilan's happiness was evident.
"Aren't you afraid your brother will find out?" Shen Tingyu probed.
"Afraid of what? I didn't hurt his woman," Ji Zhilan said dismissively. "I just taught a brat I didn't like a lesson."
Shen Tingyu raised her glass, "Congratulations, Zhilan."
Ji Zhilan smiled and clinked glasses with her, "Thank you. Next, it's your turn."
Shen Tingyu lowered her head and smiled, confident, "I've already found something on Jiang Mian, but I'll wait a little longer."
Jiang Mian was very popular during this time. The higher she fell, the harder she would hit, wouldn't she?
Ji Zhilan hesitated for a moment and asked, confused, "Why didn't you let me tell Mom that my brother had already gotten the license with this woman? If Mom knew, she would be furious."
"And then what if she said divorce? Would your brother listen?"
Ji Zhilan shook her head, "Knowing my brother's personality, he wouldn't."
"Then it's settled," Shen Tingyu swirled her wine glass. "What if your brother discovers that he's been deceived by this woman all along? The woman he cherishes has long been impure. By then, if your mother tells him to divorce, what reason will your brother have to refuse?"
"Are you sure it's true?"
"Of course. I have video evidence," Shen Tingyu said proudly. She had paid a great price to get it with Luo Fei.
"Since that's the case, then it's up to you."
The thought of Jiang Mian's reputation being ruined made Shen Tingyu feel exceptionally good.
She smiled, "Zhilan, I still need your help."
Ji Zhilan naturally sided with her, "Don't worry, I'll definitely help you deal with Jiang Mian."
The two reached a friendly agreement.
...
"High School Class Three" had extended its release time.
Jiang Mian's performance was astonishingly good, and there was no need to worry about subsequent box office results.
Sister Ning, emboldened, took on two more projects for Jiang Mian, and she would join the crew as soon as the timing was right.
Jiang Mian planned to use this time to spend more time with Ji Zhixiu.
The plan to go to Las Vegas for the New Year had been canceled, and they were both busier than ever.
One day, as it happened that Ji Zhixiu wasn't coming back, Jiang Mian, carrying soup made by Aunt Song, volunteered to deliver it to his company.
This time, the receptionist already recognized her.
There was even a hint of excitement in their eyes.
Jiang Mian frowned. No way, she had worn a scarf today that almost covered her entire face. They could still recognize her?
It must be an illusion.
The receptionist said enthusiastically, "Do you need me to escort you up?"
Jiang Mian shook her head, "Thank you, no."
She walked into the president's exclusive elevator, pressed her fingerprint, and the elevator door slowly closed.
The receptionist's mouth dropped open in surprise, and then she immediately sent a message in the gossip group.
[The beautiful woman who looked for President Ji last time is here again!! This time she took the president's exclusive elevator alone!!]
[?? I'm starting to believe this is the real Mrs. Ji. So far, only Assistant Fan has been able to use President Ji's elevator, right?]
[Calling the secretarial department, calling the secretarial department, see what the situation is! Requesting pictures for proof!]
By the time Jiang Mian reached the top floor, she was completely unaware that everyone in the secretarial department had received the message and was focusing their attention on her.
Fan Cheng was walking out to deliver something and his eyes lit up when he saw Jiang Mian. "Young... Young Master, you should all be working!" He cleared his throat and abruptly changed direction. https:/
Alice rolled her eyes.
Jiang Mian revealed eyes as bright as stars, "Assistant Fan, is he in the office?"
Fan Cheng paused, then thought of something, and said with a troubled expression, "President Ji is in a meeting. Shall I take you to the lounge to wait?"
Jiang Mian blinked, "Okay."
At this moment, in the office.
Jing Yiyi stood before the desk, smiling sweetly, "President Ji, are you free? Shall we have dinner together later?"
She had specifically asked about Ji Mu and Ji Zhixiu's work schedule today to intercept him.
For this, she had even worn a white dress today. She heard that Shen Tingyu had gotten Ji Zhixiu this way back then. Whether it was true or not, she didn't know, but she was almost freezing by the time she got here.
Ji Zhixiu looked at her indifferently, his eyes devoid of emotion, his voice extremely cold, "I thought I had made myself clear to Miss Jing."
Jing Yiyi blinked her big eyes, "I said that when I went back, but your mother didn't seem to believe me. I think we can get along for a while to comfort her. Then, we can break up due to incompatible personalities. What do you think? Don't worry, I don't like guys like you anyway!"
"I don't think so," Ji Zhixiu frowned. His good upbringing prevented him from directly asking her to leave.
"I'm not interested in Miss Jing."
Jing Yiyi was not discouraged. She nodded, "I know, you've said that once before." Then she added a bit shyly, "But your mother likes me very much. She even said she's decided on me as her daughter-in-law."
"Don't worry, we're just having dinner. I promise, I'll take a picture of us having dinner and send it to your mother. That will be enough. After that, we'll go our separate ways, and I won't bother you again."
Jing Yiyi held up three fingers, as if she were about to swear to heaven.
Ji Zhixiu's eyes were unreadable.
Jing Yiyi's legs were getting sore from standing for so long. After a long while, she heard the man relent, "Alright."
Jing Yiyi was overjoyed. Yes! She knew there was no man she couldn't win over.
"I've already booked a restaurant. I heard their private dishes are very good. Let's go now."
Ji Zhixiu hummed and walked out of the office first.
Jiang Mian was sitting on the sofa and faintly heard the chatter of young girls.
"I heard their daily special is limited and hard to get."
"But I think President Ji would like it, don't you?"
Jiang Mian turned her head and saw the woman outside the glass door maintaining a distance from Ji Zhixiu.
Compared to her joyful expression, Ji Zhixiu's expressionless face showed a hint of impatience.
Jiang Mian didn't call out to him, but withdrew her gaze.
She walked out of the lounge and stopped an employee ahead, curving her lips, "I brought soup from home. If you don't mind, I'll give it to you to drink."
Alice stopped, looking surprised, and took the thermos. "You're giving it to me?"
Being so close, Alice could clearly see a small mole at the corner of her eye.
It looked vaguely familiar, but she couldn't recall where she had seen it.
Jiang Mian put her hands into her warm pockets. "Yes. Please tell Assistant Fan that I'm leaving."
Alice nodded, "Okay, have a good day."
Jiang Mian smiled broadly, "Goodbye."
She turned around and slowly walked towards the elevator.
...
Private Cuisine Restaurant.
As the saying goes, true reclusion is hidden in plain sight. Jing Yiyi had to put in a lot of effort to find this restaurant.
It was said that without an introduction from a friend, one couldn't find this place at all. She led Ji Zhixiu through many twists and turns to find it.
She had reserved a private room with a picturesque, watery scene beforehand.
When the food was served, Jing Yiyi took out her phone and took a picture of him. "Okay, sent to your mother. Let's eat."
"This restaurant serves authentic Jiangnan cuisine. I heard the owner and his wife are both from Jiangnan, and the taste is very good."
Ji Zhixiu nodded. When he heard it was authentic Jiangnan cuisine, his brow twitched imperceptibly, and then he said indifferently, "Thank you."
He picked up his chopsticks and took a small spring roll.
Jing Yiyi rested her chin on her hand. It was good to be handsome; everything they did was pleasing to the eye.
"How is it, is it delicious?" she asked eagerly.
"It's alright." The man was as cold as ever.
Jing Yiyi was used to the monosyllabic responses he gave. Anyone else might have given up the conversation.
She was different. She liked Ji Zhixiu's aloof demeanor.
As long as she was with him, she could chatter on her own for a long time.
After the meal, Jing Yiyi put down her chopsticks.
She had to admit, she had eaten more than last time. It seemed there was progress. She nodded to herself.
"It seems you really like the taste of this place," she said with a smile.
"Passable."
To prevent Jing Yiyi from making further requests, Ji Zhixiu spoke first, "Since we've eaten, I'll be leaving now. I have some urgent matters at the company."
Jing Yiyi's mouth dropped open in surprise. "President Ji, you're not going to see me home, are you?"
She hadn't driven today to maintain her elegant persona.
Ji Zhixiu said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Fan Cheng just called. There's something urgent at the company that requires my attention."
So that's how it is. Jing Yiyi quickly waved her hand. "Then President Ji, hurry up. Don't be delayed."
Watching Ji Zhixiu walk away, Jing Yiyi secretly bit her finger. This role of a considerate person today should have been well-established, right?
Wuwuwu, it's a pity. She had to take a taxi back by herself.
As she walked out of the alley, a cold wind blew, and Jing Yiyi shivered.
It was really cold.
She regretted not wearing this dress today.
It was peak rush hour, and Jing Yiyi waved her hand three times in a row, but each time the taxi was already occupied.
The most outrageous thing was when a taxi stopped, and someone pushed Jing Yiyi aside and got in first.
Jing Yiyi was so angry that she kicked the tire of a parked car twice. "What kind of person is this!!"
The car window slowly rolled down, and a voice with a half-smile said, "Miss, if you damage my beloved car, you'll have to pay."
Jing Yiyi hadn't expected anyone to be in the car and was startled. She took a step back and said bluffingly, "I'll pay if I have to! This young lady has plenty of money!"
As soon as she said that, her cheeks flushed red.
Help, she'd been caught, so embarrassing.
As night fell and the temperature continued to drop, Jing Yiyi rubbed her arms.
An idea struck her, and in a flash, she pulled open the car door and sat inside. "You're picking up passengers, aren't you? Take me home."
Night Wing slowly turned his head, looking incredulous at her impolite action. He said word by word, "Picking up passengers? Which guest is worthy of me driving?"
He felt his beloved car had been insulted.
It was a globally limited edition luxury sports car, with only three in existence. Anyone who sat in his passenger seat was incredibly lucky.
This woman actually dared to say he was picking up passengers? Did she think he was a ride-share driver?
Jing Yiyi sat in the car, and the warm air flowed through her limbs, making her feel alive again.
She lifted her chin, "Of course it's this young lady. Hurry up, Jing family villa."
Night Wing pressed his tongue against his jaw. He had never met anyone as shameless as him. It was somewhat interesting.