I heard Ji Qingxuan press the elevator again, and soon the elevator door came.

He went into the elevator.

When the elevator door closed for a while, I was sure he was gone, and then I turned to apologize to Ji Zhaoming behind me, "brother Ji, I'm sorry, he's angry with you because of me."

"Nothing."

Ji Zhaoming said.

I looked up at him, and the man looked at me through the transparent lens, with gentle eyes.



He seemed to see the tears in the corner of my eyes, and his voice softened. "Xiaoxuan may really care about you, so he is so impolite. At least I have been in the Ji family for so many years, and I have never seen him treat anyone like this."

"No way." I shook my head with a wry smile, "he grew up in the Ji family, whether he wants everything, no one will refuse, no one will disobey him."



"Not only him, but also Ji's family. After all, they were born in such a family..."

Ji Zhaoming said, slightly drooping his eyelashes.

I could see the loss in his eyes.

I wanted to comfort him, so I said, "brother Ji, don't be sad. Like you, I didn't grow up in the Qin family since I was a child. Later, when I was in college, I was admitted to a university with Qin Jiameng. Because I had the same appearance, I was concerned. Finally, I knew I was not alone..."

I talked a lot about myself.

Ji Zhaoming listened very carefully. At last, he said, "thank you for telling me your private affairs. Xiaoxuan doesn't cherish you. It's his loss."

It's late at night. Ji Zhaoming and I will go home.

That day, I lost sleep again.

The next day, I went to work with panda eyes on my head. As soon as I entered the office, I saw my colleagues in a circle, gossiping.

I didn't want to hear it, so I went back to my seat.