The three of them grew up with Ji Hanchen. Although Ji Hanchen was sent abroad for training at a young age, they have always kept in touch.
After returning to China, Ji Hanchen quickly took over the Ji Group and significantly increased its net worth within two years, demonstrating his remarkable abilities.
With such exceptional advantages, if he hadn't deliberately concealed his identity, countless women would have flocked to him.
Ji Hanchen had always been a man of impeccable morals, and he always had a "keep away" look on his face when women were mentioned. This was the first time Lu Chuan and the others had ever seen Ji Hanchen interested in any girl.
They keep calling her "little girl," and even when they eat the most hated plain noodles, they have to post it on social media to brag about it. If they didn't love it to death, they really couldn't think of any other reason.
This further piqued the curiosity of the three of them.
They weren't satisfied with their party at the nightclub last night and kept an eye on Ji Hanchen, which is why they came over early this morning to ambush him and get to the forefront of the gossip.
The coldness in Ji Hanchen's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by an undeniable gentleness. "My little girl isn't someone you can just see whenever you want."
"Oh my, look at him, look at him! Our Ninth Master's expression is so intense, he won't even let us see him. He's such a treasure!" Lu Chuan laughed.
Ji Hanchen glanced at the three of them and said in a relaxed tone, "I'll introduce you when the time is right."
No matter how much Lu Chuan pleaded, Ji Hanchen ignored him.
Back in the president's office, Fang Qing reported on his schedule for the day as usual.
Ji Hanchen was lost in thought. He suddenly felt a tightness in his throat as he recalled the moment he hugged Xu Qingyun last night.
if……
If he hadn't been a gentleman and let Yunyun go, but instead kissed her like he did at the Ji family's ancestral home, he probably would have been beaten by the girl.
Thinking of this, Ji Hanchen couldn't help but chuckle softly.
"President Ji, are you listening?" Fang Qing was somewhat surprised. The president had actually laughed just now?!
And he smiled so gently and affectionately. Is President Ji thinking about a woman?
impossible.
She had been by President Ji's side for two years and had never seen any woman with him.
Ji Hanchen immediately suppressed his smile and reverted to his usual ruthless and decisive demeanor as the Iron-Fisted Ninth Master in the business world. "Continue."
"yes."
After Fang Qing finished her report, she left the president's office with Jiang Xun.
"Assistant Jiang, what's wrong with President Ji? He looks like he's in love?" Fang Qing asked tentatively with a smile.
Fang Qing has fair skin, red lips, and long, wavy hair. Paired with a yellow business suit, she is bright and alluring.
Everyone in the secretariat knew that Fang Qing was single and that her target was Ji Hanchen.
Jiang Xun said with a serious expression, "Can we just casually discuss President Ji's affairs?"
Fang Qing curled her red lips and patted Jiang Xun's shoulder with her slender hand, "Assistant Jiang, I'm different, you know that."
Jiang Xun took two steps back, his face cold. "Secretary Fang, you'd better forget everything you saw today, and forget about your feelings for President Ji."
"Let me add one more thing: President Ji has someone he loves, and no one else has a chance. You'd better watch your step."
Jiang Xun was aware of Fang Qing's ambition, but Fang Qing was a capable woman, so he did not want her to be fired in the future for coveting President Ji.
Fang Qing watched Jiang Xun's retreating figure, her long eyelashes slowly drooping, concealing the look of determination in her eyes.
No matter who President Ji is interested in, she is confident that she can beat that woman!
**
Xu Qingyun entered Guyunfang at noon.
Sitting at the table, she took out the antique box left by her grandfather, Xu Hongru.
Kongming locks are difficult to open, but not for Xu Qingyun.
Click.
The Kongming lock opened, and the box opened as well.
Xu Qingyun's eyes were cold as she carefully opened the box.
Grandpa's box wasn't big, but it only contained a bank card and a piece of rice paper with pen marks showing through, making it seem unusually empty.
Xu Qingyun frowned. Grandpa only has this much stuff? That shouldn't be the case.
She turned the box upside down, and its contents fell onto the table. There was indeed only a black Zhongxin Bank bank card and a piece of Xuan paper.
Xu Qingyun unfolded the crumpled paper, on which were crooked and messy handwriting.
—Xiaoyun, Grandpa knows that if you were still alive, you would be able to open this box someday.
Grandpa is dying. There are so many things I want to tell you, but it's too late.
—Xiaoyun, this card was left to you by your mother. She told me to give it to you before she died.
—Also, you must get back the jade pendant Grandpa gave you. It belongs to you. You should take the jade pendant and go find him.
Xu Qingyun suddenly tightened her fingers, making the Xuan paper even more wrinkled.
The letter ends abruptly there, with the word "search" followed by the marks left by the pen tip, clearly indicating that the grandfather was somewhat flustered at the time.
Xu Qingyun pursed her lips, feeling as if a stone was pressing on her chest, making her feel suffocated and in pain.
Grandpa's calligraphy is excellent, but the handwriting here is messy and illegible. It must have been written by Grandpa in an emergency.
So what exactly happened back then?!
Did Xu Sen and his group make the move?
Thinking of her grandfather's painful and helpless struggle, Xu Qingyun felt as if her heart was being torn apart, and a dense, persistent pain gripped her heart.
Xu Qingyun had difficulty breathing, so she immediately stood up, walked to the window, and took a deep breath.
A knock came at the door, and Old Liu's voice came from outside, "Miss, it's me."
Xu Qingyun wiped the moisture from the corner of her eyes, then regained her cool demeanor. "Uncle Liu, come in."
Old Liu noticed Xu Qingyun's red eyes and paused for a moment. "You've been crying?"
Xu Qingyun handed the letter to Lao Liu, "Please take a look."
Old Liu glanced at it, gritted his teeth, and said, "The old man must not have wanted Xu Sen and the others to know something, which is why he brought about his own demise!"
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