Princess Syndrome - Chapter 31

Chapter 31: Blind

Where was she free!

Wasn't it all for your sake!

Seeing that Ji Zhiyi still had an aloof expression, Zhang Xian couldn't help but lean closer and whisper, "Do you know what news Assistant Su was looking at just now?"

Ji Zhiyi found her secretive posture and tone amusing: "What news?"

"An employee stalked his boss! And then murdered him!" Zhang Xian was filled with worry, "Even a rabbit will bite when cornered!"

Hearing this, Ji Zhiyi looked outside the door. Su Lingyue was currently organizing documents, her profile looking calm and composed.

A rabbit, huh?

She did look a bit like one.

Zhang Xian had been talking for a long time, but Ji Zhiyi didn’t say anything. She looked up and saw that she was looking outside the door. She urgently said, "I'm serious! You never know what someone will do when they're under a lot of pressure!"

Ji Zhiyi tilted her head, "Do you think she’s under pressure?"

Zhang Xian followed her gaze.

Su Lingyue was organizing documents with her head lowered. A cup of coffee sat beside her, the steam curling up. The secretary beside her handed her a file, and she nodded with a faint smile, looking relaxed and natural.

She didn’t look like she was under pressure at all.

But...

Zhang Xian said, "You can't judge a book by its cover."

Ji Zhiyi said, "You can't judge a book by its cover, but you can with her."

Zhang Xian: ...

She still wanted to speak, but Ji Zhiyi said, "It seems that the matters at the processing plant are settled?"

Zhang Xian said, "Not yet."

"A selection of raw materials from over ten companies in just one day? Am I a god?" She said, near tears.

Ji Zhiyi said, "You're not a god, you're just free."

Zhang Xian couldn't help but say, "How come I never noticed you were so petty before?"

Ji Zhiyi said, "When was I ever generous?"

Zhang Xian: ...

She was neither soft nor hard!

She couldn't do anything about it.

Then she thought of how she had assured Su Lingyue that Ji Zhiyi would definitely get over it soon and let her go.

She suddenly felt guilty.

She didn’t even say goodbye to Su Lingyue on the way out, and just turned and ran away.

Su Lingyue raised her head and saw Zhang Xian's back as she left the office. It was as if the devil was chasing her. She was curiously looking at Ji Zhiyi's office.

It wasn’t like she was a tiger.

Why was she so scared?

Ji Zhiyi looked out from the office, her eyes meeting Su Lingyue’s. Su Lingyue offered a fake smile and lowered her head to continue her work.

Lunch was delivered by the person in charge, two portions—one for Ji Zhiyi and one for Su Lingyue.

Ji Zhiyi sat on the sofa and looked at the food in front of her. She thought of Zhang Xian's words and looked up at Su Lingyue.

Su Lingyue was baffled by her gaze.

She felt inexplicably guilty.

She knew that Ji Zhiyi didn't eat spicy food.

And yet she had chosen a slightly spicy dish.

She was just about to speak when Ji Zhiyi said, "Are you going to eat standing up?"

How could she eat standing up? Su Lingyue immediately sat on the sofa opposite her. Sunlight shone directly through the French windows, illuminating their backs. The air conditioning was on and the room was dry and comfortable. Ji Zhiyi picked up a piece of beef and took a bite.

It was a bit spicy.

She pursed her lips.

She ate another dish, her tongue wrapped in the spicy flavor. She didn’t know if it was the beef from earlier or if this dish was spicier.

She cleared her throat and drank some soup.

It was even spicier.

Afraid that she would not be able to hold back, Su Lingyue quickly lowered her head to eat. Then she heard Ji Zhiyi call, "Assistant Su."

Thinking that her plan had been discovered, she looked up, her eyes wary. She heard Ji Zhiyi say, "Pour me a glass of water."

Su Lingyue gave an "oh" and got up to pour Ji Zhiyi a glass of warm water.

When she returned, she saw that Ji Zhiyi was calmly eating her lunch.

Su Lingyue sat across from her and put down the cup. Then she heard Ji Zhiyi say, "Does Assistant Su like spicy food?"

Su Lingyue paused: "It's alright. What about you, President Ji?"

Ji Zhiyi said, "I like it a lot."

Su Lingyue: ...

Had she accidentally let her enjoy it?

Ji Zhiyi then said, "When I was little, my family was very poor. We didn't get to eat hot pot very often. Whenever we did, I always made the sauce very spicy."

Su Lingyue looked at Ji Zhiyi as she spoke.

Ji Zhiyi lowered her head: "That way, I could eat less of the dishes."

Su Lingyue seemed to understand. Because they were so poor, perhaps they didn't buy many dishes. By eating less, she could leave more for her parents. It wasn’t that she liked spicy food, but that she used the spiciness to numb her hunger.

Su Lingyue had never experienced such a thing and could not imagine it.

Looking at Ji Zhiyi's profile as she calmly ate, a new emotion surged in Su Lingyue’s heart.

She felt that her childhood was...

Quite pitiful.

Ji Zhiyi took a sip of warm water. After going abroad, she had stopped eating so much spicy food. In order to nourish her stomach, she needed to nourish her body, so her diet had always been mainly light and bland. She was still a little unaccustomed to the spiciness after just taking a few bites.

Seeing this, Su Lingyue asked, "President Ji, do you want me to get you a different lunch?"

Ji Zhiyi said, "No, it’s fine."

Su Lingyue nodded and continued eating.

After lunch, she cleaned up the utensils and asked Ji Zhiyi about her afternoon plans. Ji Zhiyi said, "I’m going inside to rest for a while. Wake me up at 1:30."

Su Lingyue said, "Okay."

Ji Zhiyi went into the inner room to rest.

Su Lingyue left the office and received a friend request which had been accepted. It was from Yu Xuan.

Yu Xuan greeted her politely: [Hello, Assistant Su.]

Su Lingyue replied: [Hello.]

There was no reply from the other end.

Su Lingyue didn’t mind. As soon as she put down her phone, the people from the secretary’s office returned. They were chatting as they walked, "Did the head office terminate its contract with Lin Fei?"

Zhang Ting turned her head: "Head office? You're at Yilin now, not Su Qi anymore! You're a spy in the enemy camp! I’m going to tell President Ji!"

The secretary who had spoken gave an "Oh no!" and said, "Secretary Zhang, please don't harm me. I just haven't changed my habits yet."

Everyone burst out laughing.

Zhang Ting saw Su Lingyue and asked, "Assistant Su, have you eaten?"

Su Lingyue said, "I just had lunch with President Ji."

Zhang Ting nodded. The others continued the earlier topic: "So, was Lin Fei's contract really terminated?"

"I don't know," Zhang Ting said, "It’s said that after Yang Zhizhi went there, Lin Fei went to Su Qi, and it seems that they were not happy."

After all, this used to be a Su Qi branch office. The internal news had always flowed freely. Although it now belonged to Yilin, the news couldn’t be stopped, so it spread quickly. The secretary sitting next to Su Lingyue said, "If that’s the case, then Su Qi is a bit unethical."

Everyone pondered.

It was indeed a bit unethical.

They had used Lin Fei's injury to make a big deal out of it and then pretended not to abandon Lin Fei and insisted that they would never terminate the contract, earning a lot of attention and goodwill from the public. It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that they had been sucking Lin Fei’s blood.

Now they wanted to kick Lin Fei aside.

Zhang Ting said, "Wouldn't it be better for Su Qi to just not renew the contract in another half year? Why are they in such a rush?"

Others said, "What else can they do? Change the blood pack, of course. Su Qi suffered a heavy loss this time. They must want to replace her with a more influential spokesperson."

Su Lingyue nodded.

More influential.

Yang Zhizhi.

There were many influential artists in the industry, but for endorsements, Yang Zhizhi was far ahead of the rest. Otherwise, her commercial price wouldn't be so high.

Thinking this,

Ji Zhiyi was quite insightful to reach out to Yang Zhizhi before Su Qi, securing the advantage.

But she didn't know.

Had she predicted that Su Qi would look for Yang Zhizhi?

Or had she made it so that Su Qi had no choice but to look for Yang Zhizhi?

Su Lingyue looked at the computer screen, resting her chin on her hand. The topic beside her had changed from Lin Fei to Yang Zhizhi, then to Yang Zhizhi's recent scandals. She listened absentmindedly. After a while, Wu Meiyan walked in. Everyone quieted down for a few seconds. Wu Meiyan said, "Aren't any of you resting today?"

Zhang Ting asked, "Secretary Wu, did you hear that Lin Fei and Su Qi terminated their contract?"

"All you know how to do is listen to these rumors. Who told you that?" Wu Meiyan spoke with a smile, not in a very imposing manner. Everyone crowded around her, and even Su Lingyue moved her chair to squeeze in next to her.

Wu Meiyan said, "Lin Fei did make a scene, but I really don't know if the contract was terminated."

Then it was probably true.

Su Lingyue returned to her computer and looked at the screen. The discussion beside her gradually quieted down. She also leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes. She had been kept up by the cat half the night, and now, seeing that most people were resting, she couldn't resist the drowsiness either. She rested for a while at her desk.

The alarm rang on time, and she turned it off. Then she remembered that she still had to wake Ji Zhiyi.

Su Lingyue knocked on the door of the resting room, but there was no response. She looked at her watch and pushed the door open. The resting room wasn't big, but it had everything. It was like a smaller version of a regular room. After Su Lingyue went in, she saw that Ji Zhiyi was still asleep. She was probably like her, having not been able to sleep well last night because of the cat. She was catching up on sleep now.

She walked over. Unlike last night, Ji Zhiyi wasn't moving around when she slept. She was lying on the bed, eyes closed, and still. Her hands were outside the blanket.

She looked a bit docile.

Su Lingyue bit her lip.

She realized that she always liked to use unsuitable adjectives to describe Ji Zhiyi.

But her first impression at that moment...

She really did look a bit docile.

So docile that she even looked a bit cute.

Oh--

She's going crazy!

Su Lingyue walked two or three steps to the front of Ji Zhiyi's bed and whispered, "President Ji."

Hearing the sound, Ji Zhiyi turned her head.

Su Lingyue stood by the bed, looking down at her, her hair falling to her side. She tucked it behind her ear. In this common movement, she actually saw a flirtatious illusion. Her heart rate suddenly increased. She blinked.

Su Lingyue reminded her: "President Ji, it's time."

Her tone was calm.

She suppressed all her emotions, came back to her senses, and nodded.

Then she got out of bed.

She went to the bathroom.

Su Lingyue waited for her to come out. Ji Zhiyi came out without makeup. This time, without waiting for Ji Zhiyi to speak, Su Lingyue went over habitually to do her makeup. The makeup products were on the vanity. Ji Zhiyi sat in front of the mirror and slightly lifted her head as Su Lingyue applied her face cream.

Su Lingyue had touched this contour quite a lot.

But thinking about what Xie Lan and the others said, she realized that she was beautiful.

For the first time, she looked at her closely. Her features were deep, her eyes were closed, and her nose bridge was high. Her eyelashes weren't very long but they were very thick. Her skin was quite fair.

The marks from the slap were covered with makeup, and couldn't be seen. But with her current bare face, if she got closer, she could still see a bit. Su Lingyue's hand became lighter.

Finally, she applied lipstick.

Ji Zhiyi's lip color was pale. Without lipstick, it wouldn't hold the makeup, and she would look rather pale. But with a dark lipstick, her entire face, and even her aura, instantly changed.

Sharp, and cutting.

Even her eyes, just having opened, looked a bit cold.

She was very suitable for this kind of pale makeup, with a capable and decisive feeling etched into her bones. It was no wonder that her colleagues in the secretary's office were all afraid of her.

But Su Lingyue wasn’t afraid.

Logically, she should be more afraid of Ji Zhiyi, but she didn't have that feeling of fear.

She didn’t know if it was because of the time she had spent with Ji Zhiyi, or because she had done her makeup by herself, as if she was putting a suit of armor on her, so she could take on anything.

Because she knew what was under that armor.

She wasn’t afraid.

As she was thinking, Ji Zhiyi got up. Su Lingyue followed her out of the office. It was already starting to get busy outside. There was a cup of coffee that had been prepared on the desk. Ji Zhiyi sat in front of her computer and took a sip, asking Su Lingyue, "What are the desserts today?"

The pantry prepared different desserts every day. Thinking of what Zhang Xian had eaten, Su Lingyue said, "Ice cakes."

Ji Zhiyi nodded and said, "Tomorrow, change them to nuts."

She also said, "Something good for the brain."

Was she going to keep this up?

Well then, mutual destruction it is!

Su Lingyue took a deep breath.

She forced a smile: "Okay."

After saying this, she lowered her head. She met Ji Zhiyi’s gaze and said with a smile, "Oh, by the way President Ji, I heard something recently that I'm quite curious about, but I don't know if it's true."

Ji Zhiyi took a sip of her coffee: "What is it?"

Su Lingyue said, "Did you write a love letter to someone in high school?"

Ji Zhiyi almost choked on her coffee and her heart skipped a beat.

She put down her cup and looked at Su Lingyue.

Su Lingyue was still smiling.

Like a smug cat, showing off its triumph.

Ji Zhiyi’s expression was aloof: "Yes, I did write a love letter to someone in high school."

She admitted it directly?

And was so calm?

Su Lingyue suddenly felt like she had pinched someone's butt, and they hadn't jumped up, so she felt a sense of defeat. She let out an “oh.”

Ji Zhiyi lowered her head: "Why aren't you asking me what kind of person they were?"

There was indeed a tiny bit of curiosity in Su Lingyue's heart. This curiosity overcame the sense of defeat, and her eyes brightened again. She looked at Ji Zhiyi: "President Ji, what kind of person was it?"

Ji Zhiyi looked up.

She said calmly, "They were blind."

Su Lingyue: ...

She never wanted to talk to Ji Zhiyi again!

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