Ji Liangnian lowered his head, staring at her from top to bottom.
Meeting her starry gaze, the man nodded and said "hmm" gently.
As they approached the office building, Ji Qianchong's phone rang. It was a text message from her teacher. She glanced at it and said, "Liangnian, I'm going to the office for a minute. I'll be back in about five minutes. The review form for the research report our group produced last week is out, and we need the group leader's signature."
"Wait here for me for a while."
"Okay." Ji Liangnian responded.
Ji Qianchong disappeared in the crowd.
The man withdrew his gaze from the direction she left, walked a few steps toward the tree, stood in the deserted smoking area, and lit a cigarette.
The smell of nicotine spread everywhere, permeating the air.
Behind the smoke rings, the man's handsome face seemed a little less real.
Yu Wanqing walked out of the teaching building and into the tree-lined avenue. She looked up and saw the slender figure of a man in the distance.
The girl's eyes lit up, and she subconsciously pulled Qianxue beside her a few times. Unable to move her eyes away, she shouted without turning her head, "Sister Xue, that person isn't from our school, right?"
Qianxue opened her eyes and looked over, saying, "Maybe it's a senior who's returning to his alma mater."
Yu Wanqing smiled: "Then I'll go say hello..."
After running three or five steps, Yu Wanqing suddenly stopped. Seeing Ji Qianchong walking over, the man put out his cigarette in advance, walked towards her, and let her hold his hand.
Yu Wanqing took a few steps back and stood beside Qianxue, watching Ji Qianchong leave in the distance. "Another boy is chasing Qianchong? She just rejected a senior from the International Trade Department a while ago. How come she's so popular with the opposite sex? I'm a little envious."
Qianxue glanced at her and said, "She's not pretty either."
"But there are a lot of people following her. At the sports meet, because Qian Chong participated in the 1,500-meter long-distance race, there were a lot of people watching."
Qianxue's grip on the book gradually tightened. She just couldn't stand Qian Chong saying anything nice. "She's not from the Qian family, her last name isn't Qian, she's been kicked out by my dad, and now she's just a poor girl."
Qianxue turned her head and smiled proudly. "The Qian family married her off."
"Married?" Yu Wanqing followed her.
"She just married a poor boy. I heard them talking when I came out of the dormitory." A gloomy look appeared in the woman's eyes. "Every time I go to Grandpa Haicheng's house during the New Year, I always have to endure her anger."
"After Grandpa passed away, she held 40% of the shares of the Qian Group and lived in the Qian family. We all treated her like our little ancestor."
"Whenever she gets angry, my brother has to go and comfort her! She's willful and capricious at home, fickle at school, and now that she's married, she still hasn't forgotten to hook up with others."
"Without her identity as Miss Qian, she wouldn't even dare to stand if I told her to kneel down."
Qianxue finished speaking and strode away.
**
Capital Hotel.
The Capital Hotel is very quiet today; even the parking area outside the gate is empty.
After entering, the waiter bowed respectfully and then led them to the private room.
The host-guest relationship is that the host is in front and the guests are behind. So Yan Qing, An Nuannuan, and Qiyue walked behind Ji Liangnian and Ji Qianchong.
The elevator reached the fifteenth floor and entered the lobby entrance.
An Nuannuan pulled Yan Qing aside, "Qing'er, you booked such a high-end private room? Last time for your birthday, we had a meal in the private room on the eighth floor. Didn't that cost around 40,000 or 50,000 yuan?"
"Here..." An Nuannuan looked up and glanced around. Her legs went weak when she saw the authentic stream-of-consciousness painting on the wall.
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