dognovel Chapter 101 2 days
Chapter 101 2 days
"Mr. Ji."
Ji Jingshen strode out of the elevator, looking down at his class schedule, ignoring everything else.
Song Qianyi has class this afternoon, so she should be at school right now.
He wanted to go there.
Meet up.
why?
do not know.
Ji Jingshen just felt that since they hadn't seen each other for a while, the two of them should meet up.
"Mr. Ji."
Xu Jiayin stood in front of Ji Jingshen, smiling, and said, "I'm here to film today, do you want to come and take a look?"
Ji Jingshen frowned: "No need, there are staff members watching over us."
He glanced down at his watch.
Song Qianyi should still be in get out of class now. By the time he gets to school, the timing should be just right.
"President Ji, I'm at ease if you keep an eye on things."
"You mean you don't trust my company's employees?"
"No," Xu Jiayin quickly waved her hand, trying to explain.
Ji Jingshen had no interest in listening to her explanation and walked out.
Xu Jiayin knew she was going to be filming at Ji's company today, so she made sure to dress up in advance and be in the best possible condition to face Ji Jingshen. She thought she would impress him, but to her surprise, Ji Jingshen wouldn't even say a word to her.
Unwilling to give up, she jogged a few steps to catch up.
"oops!"
She lost her footing and leaned forward, only managing to regain her balance by grabbing Ji Jingshen's strong waist.
Seeing the hands wrapped around his waist, Ji Jingshen's face darkened. He grabbed Xu Jiayin's wrist and turned to look at her: "Miss Xu, stand still."
Xu Jiayin felt as if her wrist was about to break. With red eyes, she stood up straight and looked at Ji Jingshen with a wronged expression.
The latter ignored him, simply letting go and turning to walk away.
Shen Chen came over just in time to see what was happening, and quickly went over to stop Xu Jiayin: "Ms. Xu, the photographer team is waiting for you, let's go upstairs quickly!"
It was rush hour, and traffic was congested. By the time Ji Jingshen arrived at school, classes had already ended.
The Cullinan drove into the school, attracting the attention of many students.
Ji Jingshen waited downstairs in the teaching building for a while, but did not see Song Qianyi, so he prepared to go back. Just then, the dean came out, who was also his teacher, so they had a meal together.
After the meal, the teacher invited Ji Jingshen to give a speech at the school. After a moment's thought, Ji Jingshen agreed.
The teacher was so happy that he drank two more glasses.
Finally, Shen Chen came over and took the person home.
Ji Jingshen leaned back in the back seat, his eyes half-closed, the light and shadow of the streetlights flashing quickly across his eyes.
"Shen Chen, make arrangements to sponsor the school. Their teaching building is quite old and needs renovation."
Ji Jingshen suddenly said.
Even though he didn't say which school it was, Shen Chen knew.
He glanced at Ji Jingshen through the rearview mirror.
Although he was slightly tipsy, his eyes were clear, so it seemed that what he said just now was not drunken talk.
"it is good."
Shen Chen agreed.
"There's a speech at school in three days, and I'm going. You need to make time for it."
Shen Chen looked at his boss again.
Many schools and companies want to invite the boss to give a speech, but he never went before. This time, however, he took the initiative to ask.
The power of love is indeed great.
Shen Chen escorted Ji Jingshen back to Chunjiang Garden. When they passed Song Qianyi's residence, Ji Jingshen suddenly called for a stop.
It turned out that the light was on in Song Qianyi's house.
Shen Chen wisely left.
Ji Jingshen got out of the car, stood in the night breeze, and looked at the warm yellow light.
He didn't know why he had been doing these things recently.
It was only under the influence of alcohol that they became slightly more unrestrained.
A suppressed emotion welled up deep within my heart, like a tender bud on a spring branch, quickly sprouting and growing.
"Why are you standing here in the middle of the night instead of going home?" Song Qianyi came out to throw out the trash and was startled when she saw the figure standing downstairs. She only dared to speak after recognizing the person as Ji Jingshen.
Ji Jingshen walked towards Song Qianyi and stopped in front of her: "Twelve days."
"What?" Song Qianyi asked, puzzled.
By the light of the streetlamp, she saw his slightly flushed cheeks, and the smell of alcohol wafted in the wind.
"you've been drinking?"
"You haven't been home for twelve days. Where have you been?" Ji Jingshen grasped Song Qianyi's hand and raised his voice.
"Let go."
Ji Jingshen didn't use any force, but Song Qianyi used a little effort to shake off Ji Jingshen's hand.
She took two steps back and looked up at Ji Jingshen: "What's it to you?"
"Song Qianyi, don't forget, we're not divorced yet!"
"Then hurry up and get the divorce done, don't drag it out." Song Qianyi looked coldly at Ji Jingshen: "If your company's legal department cannot provide a divorce agreement that satisfies President Ji, my legal department is willing to cooperate."
She took another step back, avoiding Ji Jingshen's outstretched hand: "Ji Jingshen, you've always been the one who wants a divorce. If you really want one, you'd better hurry up."
I've had enough of your hot-and-cold attitude.
Song Qianyi ultimately did not say the second half of her sentence.
These words sound like someone expressing their grievances.
You should tell your grievances to the people you care about.
She felt her vision blurring; if she lingered for even a second longer, tears would fall. She hurriedly turned and left.
When she first decided to live a good life with Ji Jingshen, she put her heart and soul into it and was willing to solve the problems left behind by the original owner.
But Ji Jingshen was sometimes affectionate and sometimes aloof.
The back-and-forth was truly agonizing.
Song Qianyi didn't want to keep simmering internally.
He's a great guy, but she can live a good life on her own.
After calming herself down, Song Qianyi walked to the computer, opened the file, and typed on the keyboard. Five large words appeared on the screen: "Divorce Agreement".
She pressed the delete key again, and the interface returned to blank.
After going back and forth a few times, Song Qianyi simply took her hands off the keyboard and stared blankly at the cursor.
The page that hadn't been closed yet was the electronic report of Xu Fengnian's physical examination sent by the hospital.
Because of the mental and physical strain she endured in her early years, Xu Fengnian's health is far from what it appears to be. Now, even the slightest stimulation can cause her to collapse.
If Xu Fengnian knew about the divorce...
Song Qianyi dared not think any further.
She shut down her computer and sighed softly.
Let's talk about it once Xu Fengnian has recovered a bit.
The next day was another class taught by that financial magnate. This time, Song Qianyi learned from her previous experience and went early to reserve a seat, also bringing milk tea and snacks with her.
She had to reciprocate by letting Fang Zhou reserve a spot for her.
Fangzhou is that shy male college student.
Fangzhou, holding her milk tea, smiled happily, "Senior, I heard that a very impressive person is coming to our school to give a lecture the day after tomorrow. Let's go see!"
Song Qianyi hadn't heard this news before and was very interested: "Who's coming?"
"I don't know, the school is making it very mysterious." Fang Zhou said mysteriously, "I have a friend in the student council, and I asked him to get me two front-row tickets."
The boy's eyes were bright, yet moist like a puppy's eyes.
Song Qianyi smiled and did not refuse: "Okay, then I'll go with you to take a look."
She was also very curious about this powerful and mysterious figure.
In her opinion, the most capable person in business was none other than Ji Jingshen.
He can fly a plane and still support the entire company at the same time.
Thinking of Ji Jingshen, Song Qianyi was momentarily lost in thought, just as the teacher asked her a question. Fortunately, Fang Zhou helped her, and she managed to answer the question haltingly.
"Thank you."
she whispered.
"It's nothing," Fang Zhou waved his hands repeatedly.
Seeing the boy's flushed face, Song Qianyi hesitated to speak.