Princess Syndrome - Chapter 76

Chapter 76: Disgust

Su Lingyue was very satisfied. When she released Ji Zhiyi, her eyes were smiling. She looked at Ji Zhiyi and asked, "Did it hurt?"

Actually, it was just a light nibble, and it didn't hurt. It was just that Ji Zhiyi wasn't prepared to be bitten, so she made a sound. She looked at Su Lingyue and said, "Will you compensate me if it hurts?"

Su Lingyue said, "Sure." She extended her wrist: "Here, you can bite me."

Ji Zhiyi: "..."

Seeing this, Su Lingyue laughed. Just as she was about to retract her hand, Ji Zhiyi grabbed her wrist and took a bite, leaving a faint teeth mark. Su Lingyue was slightly surprised: "You actually bit me!"

Ji Zhiyi said, "You offered, how could I not oblige?"

Su Lingyue: "..."

She sometimes found that Ji Zhiyi was quite eloquent.

But it wasn't surprising. If she wasn't eloquent, could Yilin have developed so rapidly?

Communication was also an art.

It was just that her accomplishments in this art were somewhat lacking.

Su Lingyue was very self-aware. She touched her wrist and said, "There's a mark. How am I going to wear my dress tonight?"

Ji Zhiyi asked, "Are you afraid of others seeing it?"

Su Lingyue retorted, "Aren't you?"

Ji Zhiyi said frankly, "I'm not."

Su Lingyue looked at her for two seconds, leaned on her arm, and shifted her gaze from her face to her neck, asking again, "Are you really not afraid?"

Before Ji Zhiyi could answer, Su Lingyue had already leaned against her neck. A faint breath mixed with Su Lingyue's scent. Ji Zhiyi's neck line moved, seemingly tempting Su Lingyue to do something. She just watched for a few seconds before sitting back down and saying, "If you're not afraid, I am."

Ji Zhiyi tilted her head: "What are you afraid of?"

Her voice was slightly lower.

Su Lingyue said, "I'm afraid of ruining your image."

Ji Zhiyi said, "I..."

The doorbell rang.

Ji Zhiyi and Su Lingyue made eye contact. Su Lingyue asked, "Who is it?"

Ji Zhiyi shook her head.

But it could be anyone. Everyone coming this time was an acquaintance. Su Lingyue straightened Ji Zhiyi's clothes, took out lipstick from her bag, and touched up Ji Zhiyi's lips. Finally, she walked to the door, looked out through the peephole, and saw a woman with exquisite makeup.

But someone she hadn't met before.

Presumably someone Ji Zhiyi knew from work. Su Lingyue opened the door and was greeted with a "Zhiyi!"

She stood still.

The woman across from her also saw her and was stunned for a moment: "Who are you?"

Su Lingyue said, "Hello, I'm President Ji's assistant, Su Lingyue."

The woman's expression suddenly brightened: "It's you! I know you. I've heard of you."

Su Lingyue: "..."

She was quite famous.

The woman said, "You bullied Zhiyi in school."

Su Lingyue: "..."

She'd rather not have this kind of fame!

Ji Zhiyi came out from inside, paused when she saw the woman: "Xiao Mao?"

Oh...

Su Lingyue looked at the woman again.

So this was Xiao Mao.

Recalling Zhang Xian's words, alarm bells rang in Su Lingyue's heart for no reason. She looked at Mao Jing'an, this time carefully observing her. Tall, long brown curly hair, features that fit a mixed-race person, deep-set, light blue pupils, a bit like the foreign heroines in the cartoons Su Lingyue watched as a child.

Very beautiful.

Ji Zhiyi introduced: "This is Mao Jing'an, the representative of Lucky."

Su Lingyue nodded slightly: "Miss Mao."

Mao Jing'an said, "This is your assistant, right? I've heard about you." She said to Su Lingyue, "Could you please pour me a glass of water?"

Su Lingyue lowered her eyes: "Okay, just a moment."

Ji Zhiyi asked her, "Why are you here?"

Mao Jing'an said, "My aunt asked me to come and see."

This Arno invitation was not only for domestic brands, but also for several foreign brands. Lucky was one of them. Mao Jing'an heard that Ji Zhiyi would also be attending, so she volunteered and took the initiative to take on this task from her aunt.

The last time she saw Ji Zhiyi was during the New Year's video call, they exchanged a few blessings and hung up.

She had also contacted Ji Zhiyi during her business trips to the country, but she was either on a business trip or unavailable.

So Mao Jing'an hadn't seen Ji Zhiyi for a long time.

She looked at Ji Zhiyi. Her complexion was good, her demeanor calm and composed, still the same Ji Zhiyi. She said, "Have you been busy lately?"

Ji Zhiyi returned to her senses and said, "Not really."

Mao Jing'an walked in, clicking her high heels: "Not really? Every time I call you, you're unavailable. You still say you're not busy." She looked around and said, "It's just like my room."

Ji Zhiyi replied, "The rooms are all the same."

Mao Jing'an walked to the balcony, pulled back the curtains and looked down, saying, "Still different. The view from here is better."

Ji Zhiyi said, "Different places, naturally have different scenery."

Mao Jing'an spread her arms: "I like it better here."

She looked at Ji Zhiyi: "Why don't I stay here tonight too?"

Su Lingyue was just bringing them water when she heard these words. Her body stiffened, and she looked at Ji Zhiyi. Finally, with a calm face, she handed the cups to them. Mao Jing'an was very polite: "Thank you."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Ji Zhiyi: "Okay?"

Ji Zhiyi said, "If you like it, I can give you this room."

Mao Jing'an said, "Then where will you stay?"

"I'll get another room." Ji Zhiyi said, "I don't have any particular requirements for the view."

Mao Jing'an said, "That's such a waste." She took a sip of warm water: "Besides, it's not like we haven't slept together before."

Slept together before?

Su Lingyue took a deep breath.

She suddenly remembered the day Xiao Mafan came home, when she and Ji Zhiyi woke up lying together. Ji Zhiyi's unfazed expression clearly indicated it wasn't the first time!

She knew it!

She knew it!

Su Lingyue's heart was filled with resentment.

Nothing looked pleasing to her eyes.

Listening to their conversation was even more unpleasant.

She said, "President Ji, if there's nothing else, I'll go back now."

She spoke through gritted teeth.

Her voice was unfriendly.

Very much in line with the image of someone who had been bullied by Ji Zhiyi and didn't dare to talk back, but could only grit her teeth.

Mao Jing'an, seeing her like this, thought of the previous rumors.

There was indeed some truth to them.

Ji Zhiyi held the cup, her fingers hooked around the rim. Su Lingyue turned and left without waiting for her reply. Mao Jing'an said, "Your assistant, is she the person your godmother was talking about?"

Ji Zhiyi didn't want to talk much about it: "What do you want?"

"What else could it be?" Mao Jing'an said, "You know what I want to do."

Ji Zhiyi didn't even think about it: "No."

Mao Jing'an complained: "So heartless!"

Su Lingyue stood outside with her bag, a stomach full of anger with nowhere to vent, feeling suffocated. She pressed the button for her floor. This floor was basically occupied by assistants and secretaries. Several room doors were open, and Su Lingyue saw two or three people sitting inside as she passed by their doors.

She returned to her room.

Xie Lan's room was next door to hers.

It was only when she reached the door that she remembered that her dress, including hers, was at Ji Zhiyi's place.

But she didn't want to go to Ji Zhiyi right now. After standing at the door for a few seconds, she opened the door and went in.

The layout of this room was quite different from Ji Zhiyi's room. It was half the size, with a balcony and a bay window. She walked to the balcony, thought about what Mao Jing'an had just said, turned and went into the room, and even drew the curtains.

As soon as they were drawn, the whole room darkened.

She lay on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling and the chandelier. Her stifled mood gradually calmed down. It had been a long time since she had been so calm. Ever since she agreed to give it a try with Ji Zhiyi, her mood had been like a rollercoaster, up and down. She liked being with Ji Zhiyi, liked talking with her, liked listening to her talk, liked kissing her.

She didn't know how to be in a relationship, didn't know what to do, but she was still trying to learn.

She knew she shouldn't be angry and frustrated over such a small matter.

But she couldn't control her emotions.

Because... she was afraid.

She was afraid that Ji Zhiyi, like the friends she had known before, would be nice to her on the one hand and complain about her on the other.

That was why she would get so angry when she saw Ji Zhiyi behaving differently than usual.

Even though she knew she shouldn't.

Her mind knew, but her emotions didn't accept it.

So the frustration in her chest not only didn't dissipate, but it also grew heavier and heavier. She kept glancing at her phone. There were still no messages from Ji Zhiyi. Hadn't they finished talking yet?

Yes, they hadn't seen each other for so long, it was only natural that they would talk a little longer.

What were they talking about?

About the time they lived together before?

Su Lingyue never thought she was the type to nitpick, but now she felt so petty. Taking a step back, even if they had really slept together before, so what? Even if that Xiao Mao was Ji Zhiyi's ex-girlfriend, so what?

It seemed like it wouldn't be okay.

Su Lingyue realized that she couldn't accept this hypothesis.

Once she accepted this hypothesis, all the previous trust she had in Ji Zhiyi would crumble. Ji Zhiyi would transform into another person in her heart.

The kind of person she hated the most.

She couldn't accept it.

Su Lingyue held her phone and looked at the chat page with Ji Zhiyi. Several times she wanted to type something, but deleted it. Just as she was about to turn off her phone, she saw Zhang Xian's name. She clicked on it and asked Zhang Xian, "Director Zhang, are you there?"

Zhang Xian was having a meeting with the design department. She had been quite laid-back since she joined, so everyone wasn't very attentive to her. This lack of attention easily exposed shortcomings. Zhang Xian looked at the pages and pages of adjustment records on the report with a headache.

Just as she was thinking, her phone vibrated. She turned her head.

It was actually a message from Su Lingyue.

Su Lingyue had never taken the initiative to message her like this before.

She replied: [What's up?]

Su Lingyue: [Can I ask you something?]

Zhang Xian: [What is it?]

Su Lingyue: [What's the relationship between President Ji and Miss Mao?]

When the question was sent, her heart twisted in pain, and her stomach felt uncomfortable. It felt like someone was stirring her internal organs, making her so uncomfortable that she leaned on the armrest of the sofa, without any strength.

The phone vibrated.

All possible answers flashed before her eyes. She steadied herself and looked at her phone.

Zhang Xian: [Xiao Mao?]

Zhang Xian: [Could Xiao Mao also be at the Autumn Exhibition?]

Su Lingyue hesitated for a few seconds before replying: [Yes, I'm not sure about their relationship and I'm worried about saying the wrong thing.]

She felt so despicable now.

Actually fishing for information like this.

Su Lingyue stared at the screen after sending the message.

The self who sent the message felt a little unfamiliar.

She pressed her phone. Zhang Xian hadn't replied yet, she was typing on the other end. In that instant, she felt bored. The familiar feeling of self-loathing spread through her nerves. She shifted her position on the sofa and threw her phone to the side.

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