Could this be their mother whom they have never met?
Suddenly a voice came from outside the door, "Young Master, Young Miss, where are you?"
The maid's voice came from outside the door, startling the two of them.
Fortunately, Ji Hua calmed down a bit and took out his phone to take pictures of today's harvest at the critical moment.
A moment later, the study door opened, and the young man calmly helped his sister out, startling the servant.
"Young Miss, what's wrong with you?"
How come you've become disabled in such a short time? Pshaw, what nonsense are you talking about?
Ji Hua calmly said, "My sister just sleepwalked in and accidentally bumped into the tables and chairs. So, I heard the noise and helped her out."
Ji Hua is indeed Ji Hua; he managed to fool the servant with just a few words.
But someone is about to vomit blood, how can she be sleepwalking and bumping into tables and chairs?
Dude, could you please not come up with such a lame excuse next time?
Ji Hua calmly helped his sister into the room, ignoring her pitiful little eyes the whole time.
He apologized in his heart: Sister, this is a last resort, a trick I came up with on the spot, just to make do.
"Hello, Assistant Guo!"
Assistant Guo said, "I've come to get something for the president."
He casually took off his suit jacket, held it in his hand, and quickly and steadily went upstairs into his study.
The two little devils peeking into the room were glued to the screen, afraid of missing a single "excitement".
A short while later, Assistant Guo took a book and went downstairs to leave.
Ji Hua, with his sharp eyes, saw what was in his hand and his eyes narrowed immediately.
Ji Chen paced back and forth in the VIP ward of the hospital.
Guo's assistant pushed open the door. "President, your things have been delivered."
Although he hadn't opened it, he knew what was inside. A lively and lovely sweet girl, who sadly passed away young, filled him with regret.
When Ji Chen finally received the item he had always treasured, the emptiness in his heart seemed to be filled.
With a pair of large, well-defined hands, he took out that invaluable photograph, feeling a pang of bitterness in his heart.
Girl, it's so nice to see you again. How are you?
His rough fingers repeatedly rubbed the girl's face in the photo; years of longing and weariness constantly occupied his heart.
At some point, Assistant Guo left the room, leaving the affectionate man alone, reminiscing about the girl he longed for.
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