She remembered that Wuya Courtyard had few servants, precisely because he felt that too many people would be too noisy.

"Won't."

After saying that, Ji Mingjing made a phone call and instructed Ji Kong to buy snacks and juice.

Just as she was on the phone, Chen Jingshui knocked on the door and entered.

If he knew there was someone else in the office, and that it was the president's fiancée, he would never have opened that door.

"Sorry to bother you."

No wonder the president left so quickly after the meeting, no wonder he was in such a good mood, it turns out he was keeping a mistress.

Chen Jingshui quickly left the president's office.

Seeing this, Rongrong looked around the office and asked, "Do you have a lounge? I'll go inside and see if it's convenient."

Ji Mingjing made a mental note of Chen Jingshui's actions.

"Just sit there and watch. I can see you as soon as I look up. It's fine."

"..."

Is he serious?

Rongrong couldn't help but ask him curiously, "What will you do about your symptoms when I go to the capital?"

Ji Mingjing remained silent.

From his perspective, he certainly didn't want her to develop her career in the capital.

But he also knew that she was not his possession, and that her wishes had to be respected first.

"I can fly there every day to extend my life."

"..."

Rongrong remained silent for a moment.

She can open a flower shop anywhere, but his roots are in Xizhou City.

She didn't want him to be a frequent flyer, it was too tiring.

After the class reunion, Rongrong decided to find a shop near the Ji Family Building, and use the area in Dicheng as a branch. This would give her a place to stay when she occasionally flew to Dicheng to meet Wubao and Rourou.

Ji Mingjing was truly unable to concentrate on her work now.

He got up and came to her side, reaching out to pull her into his arms, his tone a little pitiful: "I think there's still a chance to save her, as long as you can stay."

Rongrong smiled faintly, "I'll think about it."

Ji Mingjing was overjoyed: "Alright, take your time thinking about it, no rush."

"Um."

Rongrong thought she would tell him in a couple of days, as a little surprise.

Not long after, the elevator doors dinged, and Ji Kong came out, carrying a bag of snacks in her left hand and a bag of juice in her right, containing apple juice, strawberry juice, orange juice, passion fruit juice, and more.

After putting down the two large bags, Ji Kong left the president's office.

When Chen Jingshui saw him come out, he knew that he had taken the elevator in, so he quickly pulled him into his office.

"Has the CEO's wedding date been set? What day is it?"

"What?"

Ji Kong looked completely bewildered.

"Just tell me the date the president and Miss Rongrong are getting married, and I promise I won't say a word about it to anyone!"

Chen Jingshui inquired because he didn't want to run into the president. As the president's secretary-general, if the other senior executives went to the wedding and he didn't go, what would the others think?

Moreover, given the president's magnanimity, he will definitely hold a grudge against him.

Ji Kong asked, completely bewildered, "No, who told you that your master is getting married?"

Chen Jingshui's eyelids twitched: "The president himself said in the meeting that good things are coming soon! Isn't that right?"

Ji Kong: "???"

Chen Jingshui: "!!!"

The two looked at each other and roughly understood what was going on.

Sigh, Mr. President (Head of the Family), have some decency!

The head of the Ji family, unaware that his bodyguard and secretary-general had seen through his thoughts, was very satisfied with today's arrangements. He could see the person he liked as soon as he looked up, a feeling that was truly intoxicating.