“There is indeed a big gap between me and Gu Yibei. He has achieved a lot at a young age, while I have accomplished nothing so far.”
"But I'm still young, aren't I? Nobody can become fat overnight."
"You said there's always a mountain between us, and I can never climb its peak in my lifetime..."
She chuckled softly, "There's the ancient story of the Foolish Old Man Who Moved Mountains. Since I can't climb over them, I can move them."
Meeting the woman's slightly stunned gaze, Ji Zhinan spoke slowly and deliberately, "I never felt that I was unworthy of Gu Yibei, because I have always been trying to make myself better."
"..."
This time, the woman remained silent.
After finishing the milk the woman poured for her in one gulp, Ji Zhinan stood up and gave a fairly friendly smile.
"I'm full, and I still have work to do. Please enjoy your meal."
Nodding, Ji Zhinan left the restaurant.
The woman remained silent, watching her departing figure.
Butler He had been standing nearby the whole time and heard their conversation clearly.
Seeing the arrogant Miss Ji, cold sweat poured down his forehead.
His lips trembled as he tried to explain for Ji Zhinan: "Miss Ji...Miss Ji meant no harm, she..."
"Oh."
The woman laughed out loud.
Her lips stretched wider and wider, her face beaming with joy, seemingly in a good mood.
The woman picked up her glass, took a sip of milk, and continued eating her breakfast.
Butler He, standing nearby, didn't dare to utter a sound.
…………
Ji Zhinan sat in the taxi, his phone screen still showing his chat with Gu Yibei.
Upon seeing the man's words, Ji Zhinan was stunned.
Do you care?
How could I not care?
She wanted to know more than anyone else who that elegant woman was.
Unfortunately, she dared not think about it.
A person's temperament is innate. Although it was her first meeting with that woman, she could still sense that the woman was different from her.
She is elegant and poised, and her confidence comes from within.
That woman was right; she and Gu Yibei were from the same world.
And myself...
What does that count for?
Ji Zhinan gripped his phone tightly, his eyes dim.
…………
Gu Yibei's meeting lasted from six in the morning until ten.
After the meeting ended, he didn't rush to leave the meeting room, but sat down and opened WeChat.
His conversation with Ji Zhinan was still stuck on his message from that morning; she hadn't replied.
After careful consideration, he dialed Ji Zhinan's number.
"Beep—beep—"
It took a long time before the call was answered.
"What's up?"
Gu Yibei quickly noticed that Ji Zhinan's tone was off: "Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, not at all." A smile appeared on the other end, quickly replaced by a more relaxed tone: "The meeting's over?"
"Um."
"Okay, I still have work to do, I'll get back to it."
"..." Gu Yibei's expression was unreadable: "Okay."
The other end of the phone hung up first.
He stared at his phone screen, remaining silent.
For some reason, he felt that there was a problem between him and Ji Zhinan, but he didn't know what he had done wrong.
Shirakawa rushed over: "Sir, what's happening at the Nine Brocade Palace..."
Upon hearing Shirakawa's report, the man suddenly stood up, his face pale: "Why did it take you so long to tell me!"
"My phone was off during the meeting, and I only saw Butler He's call when I turned it back on just now..."
Because this meeting is very important, not only him, but even Gu Yibei's phone is on airplane mode.
The man rushed out of the meeting room with his phone in hand: "Go home!"
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