novelraw Chapter 1024 - 1022: Joy at Seeing a Turnaround
Chapter 1024 - 1022: Joy at Seeing a Turnaround
The young master sat impassively, showing no reaction to Tian Fang’s questions.Tian Fang leaned against the counter and watched him for a while, unable to detect any flaw or clue. She thought to herself, the men of the Ji Family really are masters of concealing their thoughts; it’s hard to tell if being in their hands is fortune or misfortune.
However, judging by how much President Ji and Young Master Ji pamper their wives, a woman who ends up with them is definitely considered fortunate.
Moreover, it’s the kind of great fortune that comes from accumulating virtues over several lifetimes.
"Alright, here’s your coffee. Drink it and get on with your business. Don’t act all mysterious in front of me."
Tian Fang didn’t uncover anything and was a bit displeased!
The young master took the coffee, smiled and thanked her, then blew on it before sipping lightly.
"Hmm... it’s not as tasty as my mommy’s!"
Tian Fang rolled her eyes at him, "Please! How could I, Tian Fang, compare with the women of the Ji Family? Your mommy and your sister, both unrivaled. I know!"
Not just Tian Fang, but almost everyone who knows the Ji brothers knows that their mommy is regarded as a superhero in their eyes.
The young master didn’t argue, smiling as he slowly sipped his coffee. It was already nearing five-thirty, time to get off work, yet he seemed truly uninterested in visiting Zhu Qianyu.
Tian Fang couldn’t figure out his intentions, so she simply let him savor his coffee while she returned to her desk to finish her tasks.
Being a single aristocrat, he has plenty of time to squander, but she, a mother, had a little one waiting at home for her care.
"Finish your coffee quickly and leave; don’t interrupt my work!"
If he were Young Master Ji, Tian Fang wouldn’t dare speak in such a tone, but for the young master, whom she had watched grow from a teenager into a young man, she, like Zhao Hao, was used to treating him like a child.
"Oh..." The young master responded casually, also accustomed to treating her like an elder sister. He finished his coffee quietly and then got up to leave.
"Sister Fang, I’m heading off! I’ll treat you, Brother Zhihao, and the little one to a meal another day!"
Evidently, his intention wasn’t to merely scam a cup of coffee; he came to express his gratitude!
"Alright, go on; we’ll discuss the meal when everyone’s free later!" Tian Fang finally understood the young master’s true intent.
"Hmm, I’ll be going then, thanks!"
This thank you completely exposed the young master’s thoughts.
Watching as the young master waved back at her while elegantly walking out the office door, Tian Fang was more puzzled than ever about his motives.
The young master liking Zhu Qianyu was a well-established fact. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have come specifically to express gratitude.
Being so clever, he surely realized that Young Master Ji was creating an opportunity for him to meet Zhu Qianyu openly.
Yet, he came all this way and, without even asking, drank a coffee and left smartly. What exactly was his plan?
After mulling it over, Tian Fang couldn’t resist going outside the courtyard, watching the young master’s car drive past the small bridge toward the city, convincing herself he really had no intention of seeing Zhu Qianyu.
Later, Tian Fang called Young Master Ji to report work. After concluding business, she brought up the young master’s matter. Young Master Ji paused for a moment before saying, "He probably has his own plans."
Ji Dabao, as the elder brother, was quite anxious seeing his brother dawdle for so long without any progress. Hence, he spoke to him that morning.
But in hindsight, Little Treasure always had high IQ and EQ. He never retreated or gave up easily on what he wanted.
From the moment he mentioned Zhu Qianyu to his family, he seemed to have never received any feedback from her. But he still relentlessly created opportunities and tried to approach her.
Obviously, his approach was not the typical persistent pursuit commonly used.
Getting him to deliver documents was just a guise, merely providing an excuse to meet Zhu Qianyu.
Yet, the kid simply ignored it, indicating he might have already figured out the correct way to approach Zhu Qianyu?
In the evening, after Beibei and Guoguo fell asleep, the brothers sat at the bar on the third floor drinking.
When the elder brother poured a small cup of red wine and handed it to the young master, he asked straightforwardly, "Little Treasure, why didn’t you visit Zhu Qianyu when delivering the documents this afternoon?"
The young master raised an eyebrow, "Sister Fang told you?"
"Yes!" Da Bao candidly disclosed Tian Fang’s revelation.
The young master gently swirled the red wine in his glass, exuding confidence.
"Brother, don’t worry, I know what I’m doing."
Reassured by his affirmative reply, Ji Dabao refrained from further inquiries.
He always had immense trust and confidence in his brother!
On the evening he returned from delivering documents, the young master unusually didn’t call Zhu Qianyu.
That night, Zhu Qianyu checked her phone several times, but it never rang. She even picked it up to see if it was out of battery or turned off.
The phone was fine and fully charged.
Her anxious demeanor puzzled Wang Mengmeng greatly.
"Xiao Yu, are you waiting for a call?"
After asking, Wang Mengmeng recalled that for the past few nights Zhu Qianyu’s phone would ring around nine, and she would hide in her bedroom to talk.
And now, it was almost nine-thirty, no wonder she seemed uneasy!
"No..."
Zhu Qianyu shook her head, alarm bells ringing in her mind at Wang Mengmeng’s question!
Could it be, she had gotten used to waiting for his call every day?
Realizing this possibility, Zhu Qianyu felt troubled. She picked up the phone, fingers hesitating over the power button for a long moment, unable to press it.
Finally, she abruptly stood up, "Sister Mengmeng, I’m going to sleep! Good night!"
"Good night!"
Zhu Qianyu dashed into the bedroom like the wind, hooking the door shut with a bang, then threw herself onto the bed, covering her eyes with her arm, and began to reflect on the past few days.
Today marked her sixth day interning at Xinying, and Ji Huan’s calls seemed to have consistently arrived at nine o’clock over the past five nights.
It’s said that forming a fixed habit at a daily frequency takes at least twenty-one repetitions.
Ji Huan only called five times, yet her subconscious formed a habit so quickly?
What to do?
What to do??
The whole night of worrying left Zhu Qianyu with dark circles the next day as she went to the recording studio.
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