She was originally the third young lady of the Gong family, with a delicate and weak constitution since childhood. After being accidentally framed and falling into dire straits, a spiritual divine ...
Although her voice was distant, it was still clear and pleasant to hear, like pearls falling on a jade plate: "Sir, I have no grudge against you, why did you have to resort to such cruelty?"
Gong Qiaoyu's eyes, which had originally been somewhat gloomy, were now sparkling.
His tone was calm, but with a rare seriousness, "Yinyin, you're back!"
The tone is affirmative, an affirmative statement that doesn't require her approval.
The man in front of her was very tall and slender; she had to look up to see his face clearly.
The man's dark, inky eyes were filled with seriousness and absolute confidence, certain that she was him.
She didn't need to refute him at all; he already had the answer in his heart and recognized her so easily.
Although, I never really intended to lie to him.
Ji Qingmeng chuckled softly, seemingly amused by her own clumsy pretense.
Don't let his usual carefree attitude fool you; those phoenix eyes that always seem nonchalant but secretly hold a hint of amusement are actually quite insightful.
Perhaps, he recognized her with his heart.
The smile on the girl's fair face was as pure as her name, and even more so, a pure memory.
Gong Qiaoyu's eyes flashed, and he looked away somewhat awkwardly, his ear tips unconsciously turning a little red.
Ji Qingmeng didn't notice, and naturally had no chance to know that the playboy young master Gong, who was experienced in love, had turned red in the ears!
Why?
The girl smiled faintly, turned around, and entered Beiyin International.
Behind him came Gong Qiaoyu's furious roar, "Why can't I go in? She's already inside! Get out of my way, get out of my way!"
"Excuse me, sir, during this period, non-insiders are not allowed to enter Beiyin International!"
Gong Qiaoyu was firmly restrained by three or four security guards and couldn't move for a moment. "Oh dear, how can you do this? Didn't that girl just go in too? This is gender discrimination!"
The security guards' lips twitched in unison. "What gender discrimination? That's our big boss's newly appointed CEO!"
"Oh no, I don't care, I want to go in! Let me go, Yinyin, let me in!"
Gong Qiaoyu was thrown out by the security guards who had finally had enough....
Ji Qingmeng turned her head slightly to the side, a smile playing on her lips, her ethereal and aloof demeanor seemingly softened by a touch of everyday life...
Ji Qingmeng, just like her name, is as clean and clear as the sky after the rain.
She was aloof, otherworldly, and pure, seemingly untouched by worldly concerns, yet she was destined to be brought down from her pedestal by Gong Qiaoyu, that womanizer.
Tsk!
Meanwhile, as night fell, the atmosphere in the Xiao family home, where they had just finished dinner, was quiet and somewhat oppressive.
Mr. Xiao sat at the head of the sofa in the living room, while Mr. and Mrs. Xiao sat on the sofa to his left.
Xiao Yiting sat on the sofa on the right, his hands crossed on his lap, a faint smile playing on his lips.
His gaze was slightly lowered, his expression inscrutable, making him somewhat unfathomable.
Occasionally, he would raise one long, slender finger and tap it casually with another.
This seating arrangement, resembling a trial, made Xiao Yisheng, who was sitting alone in a wheelchair in the center of the living room, instinctively shrink back a few times.
She glanced timidly at Xiao Yiting and asked in a low voice, "Brother, why did you ask us to stay... is there something you need?"
Grandpa Xiao didn't speak, but upon hearing this, he merely glanced calmly and kindly at Xiao Yiting, who had kept them all behind but remained silent for a long time. His eyes held no blame, only an overflowing pride and a sense of honor.
Having such a promising grandson who brings honor to the family...
The Xiao family's return to its former glory is just around the corner!