In the living room of the villa.
Qin Bai gently tapped the table.
"Sister Ji, you should already know the answer in your heart, right?"
He does need someone to tell him the situation, but that person could be Ji Mu, or it could be someone else.
Opportunities are not always reserved for those who are prepared.
Sometimes it's just fleeting.
Ji Mu lowered his head, his brows furrowed, his mind in turmoil.
Qin Bai stood up with a smile: "Ji Mu, you don't need to worry. Even if you don't agree, it's okay. I've already prepared a way out for you."
He took out a bank card and a plane ticket from his pocket and placed them on the table.
"This is a flight to Hawaii. There are still two hours before takeoff. You don't have much money in your card, but it's enough for you to start your life anew."
Ji Mu looked at the things in front of him, then raised his head with a gloomy expression.
"You're forcing me to make a choice."
"Yes and no. This place has become a whirlpool. It hasn't been easy for you to stay by Wanyin's side all these years. I have to find you a way out, don't I?"
Clearly distinguishing between gratitude and resentment is one of Qin Bai's mottoes.
Ji Mu was always by Pei Wanyin's side during her most difficult times. Now that it's a life-or-death decision, we can't let him die with her.
There's really no need to do this with strangers.
Let's part on good terms. Maybe we can even greet each other and ask, "How have you been?"
That's enough.
Ji Mu bit her lip and picked up the plane ticket and bank card from the table.
Qin Bai's smile froze for a second.
As expected, yet unexpected.
only......
I'm afraid Sister Wanyin might feel a little sad.
There's no way around it; you always have to filter the people around you.
"Sister Ji, do you need me to call you a car?" Qin Bai glanced at his watch. "Going there now would be perfect, maybe we can even..."
Snap!
The plane ticket and bank card were slapped against Qin Bai's chest.
The moment my warm fingers touched my heart, it felt so comforting.
"Qin Bai, put away your disgusting face. Do you think you can trample on my dignity?"
"Do you think you're the only one who can do anything for Pei Wanyin, while everyone else is an ungrateful dog?"
"Heh! From now on, when the boss isn't around, you'd better always call me 'sister,' and you really mean it. You little brother..."
"I love so much."
After saying these words, Ji Mu made his decision, and the feeling of being proven wrong was incredibly satisfying.
Qin Bai is practically on par with the boss, so in the workplace, this is practically slapping the boss in the face.
She could brag about this for the rest of her life.
She stood with her hands on her hips, looking incredibly smug.
Then.
Then I saw this scoundrel in front of me shamelessly raise his phone.
"Come on, Sister Ji, smile. Your makeup looks great today, it's very photogenic."
"Huh? You're recording?" Ji Mu stared blankly at the camera.
"Oh, I've gotten used to casually recording the beautiful moments in life."
"When...when did you start recording?"
Ji Mu felt terrible and began to pray that the bastard had just turned on his phone.
"It started when you spilled the Coke."
Super super super super super super...
Ji Mu felt like a million grass mud horses were running through his mind.
This means the camera was on from the very beginning.
I was just trying to play it cool, but who knew I'd end up leaving behind evidence.
Qin Bai laughed even harder. He loved seeing people with that expression, wanting to hit him but not daring to. It was so beautiful.
"Sister Ji, I will always call you that. Even if Sister Wanyin is here, I will not change my way of addressing you. I call you that from the bottom of my heart."
The teasing voices made Ji Mu grit his teeth so hard he almost broke them.
This guy is a real bastard.
How can there be such a shameless person?
He wouldn't actually call him that in front of the boss, would he?
I'm so regretful now. Why did I say something so childish?
It's probably too late to back out now; it seems like two minutes have already passed.
This dark history is in the hands of this scoundrel of a man, and I'm always feeling uneasy.
In the end, he still managed to get hold of something.
It's a tonic.
It's so embarrassing to die in a company.
Her gaze fell on the iron shovel in the courtyard.
If we bury him now, probably no one will know.
Qin Bai put away his phone and retrieved his plane ticket and bank card.
"Um, Sister Ji, could you please make this trip for me?"
What are you doing?
"Let's cancel this ticket, it's quite expensive."
"I'll give you a piece of my mind, Qin Bai, are you even a man?"
Ji Mu was furious. Boss, trouble—none of that mattered anymore. He just wanted to get rid of this bastard in front of him.
She chased after him, while Qin Bai ran ahead.
Fortunately, the villa is quite spacious, so running around is very comfortable.
A dozen minutes later.
Ji Mu sat down in a chair, panting, while Qin Bai acted as if nothing had happened, fiddling with his phone and looking for ways to get a refund.
"Hey Qin Bai, what are your trump cards? Can you tell me now?"
"Oh, no."
Ji Mu's eyes widened: "Aren't we teammates anymore? Why didn't you tell me?"
“I don’t have any friends in Pushi, so I don’t have any trump cards.”
The assistant was completely dumbfounded.
"No, what are you doing messing around if you don't have any trump cards? Do you even know that...?"
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