Princess Syndrome - Chapter 78

Chapter 78: Beautiful

Ji Zhiyi drank half a cup of tea. When the next guest entered the meeting room, she took the opportunity to tell President Qi that she was going back to rest. Seeing her tired expression, President Qi asked with concern, "Do you need me to have someone send some sleep-aiding aromatherapy over?"

She declined with a smile: "Thank you, President Qi, no need. See you tonight."

President Qi nodded: "See you tonight."

Ji Zhiyi nodded to another boss walking towards her, then left the meeting room. This was an area specifically set up by the hotel, usually used for business negotiations. It was large, with sandalwood incense burning, and the atmosphere was comfortable. The other boss walked in and asked President Qi: "What were you talking about with Ji Zhiyi just now?"

It was obvious that they had a close relationship with President Qi.

President Qi smiled and poured him a cup of tea: "Company secrets."

The boss laughed: "Did you hear about her situation with Su Qi?"

President Qi turned his head: "What situation?"

The boss said: "What else could it be? The new product plagiarism."

Actually, anyone could tell that this incident wouldn't blow up. First of all, it didn't constitute plagiarism. Secondly, if both companies launched new products simultaneously, the process was almost synchronized; it was just that Su Qi was one day earlier. If Yilin really wanted to plagiarize, they wouldn't be stupid enough to do it at the same time, so it was obvious that something fishy was going on.

President Qi said: "Just wait and see."

The boss asked: "Wait for what?"

President Qi looked towards Ji Zhiyi, who had already left the corridor: "Wait for a good show, it's about to begin."

The boss followed her gaze to the elevator entrance. Ever since Yilin had come into existence, such shows had been frequent, but Yilin had rarely failed. So this time, when competing with Su Qi for Baoshun's spot, everyone was more optimistic about Yilin.

Even though Yilin had been embroiled in a plagiarism scandal these past few days.

Ji Zhiyi got on the elevator. The attendant pressed her floor for her, and Ji Zhiyi, on a whim, asked, "Excuse me, have you seen Miss Su?"

Actually, she wasn't holding out much hope. Or rather, she just had an urge to mention Su Lingyue.

Unexpectedly, the attendant actually knew.

The attendant smiled: "President Ji, do you mean your assistant, Miss Su Lingyue?"

It seemed that the hotel had conducted training before the fall exhibition. Ji Zhiyi nodded.

The attendant said, "Miss Su went downstairs."

Ji Zhiyi frowned: "Downstairs? When did she go down?"

The attendant said: "About half an hour ago."

Half an hour ago?

Wasn't she just waking up from her nap?

Ji Zhiyi smiled faintly: "Thank you, take me to the lobby."

The elevator reached the first floor. She was just about to call Su Lingyue when she saw two people entering the door, Su Lingyue and Mao Jing'an. How were they together? Ji Zhiyi paused for a few seconds, standing by the elevator entrance. Su Lingyue, with her sharp eyes, saw her. Her first reaction was joy, followed by a feeling of stuffiness.

She concealed the slight upturn of her eyebrows at seeing Ji Zhiyi, and lowered her head.

Mao Jing'an turned around and also saw Ji Zhiyi. She asked with a smile: "Zhiyi? What are you doing here?"

Ji Zhiyi looked at the person next to her, and said: "I'm looking for Assistant Su to get some documents."

Mao Jing'an nodded: "Oh right, I went to the supermarket and got you some snacks."

As she spoke, she handed a bag to Ji Zhiyi.

Ji Zhiyi asked: "Are they sweet?"

Mao Jing'an glanced at the snacks: "Yes, they are sweet."

Ji Zhiyi said: "Then I can't eat them, Ms. Mao, you should eat them."

Mao Jing'an was puzzled: "Why can't you eat them?"

Ji Zhiyi said: "My tooth hurts, the doctor said I can't eat sweets."

Mao Jing'an believed her: "Did you take any medicine?"

Su Lingyue listened to Ji Zhiyi's words.

So she could make things up too.

It was a little funny.

She coughed lightly: "President Ji, the documents are ready, they're in my room. I'll bring them to you later."

Ji Zhiyi said: "Don't bother, I'll go to your room to get them."

As she spoke, they entered the elevator together. When they arrived at Su Lingyue's floor, Ji Zhiyi followed Su Lingyue out of the elevator, nodded to Mao Jing'an, and then the two of them stood at the door. Su Lingyue opened the door.

The secretaries passing by were stunned when they saw them, and quickly greeted: "Hello, President Ji."

Ji Zhiyi nodded politely to them.

Then she went into the room.

The curtains were closed, but sunlight still filtered through them, making the room a bit dim. Su Lingyue turned on the light, walked in, and then rummaged through a cabinet.

Ji Zhiyi was confused: "What are you doing?"

Su Lingyue said: "Looking for milk."

Ji Zhiyi was even more confused: "Milk?"

Su Lingyue said: "Yeah, I heard from Miss Mao that President Ji used to love drinking milk. I'm looking to see if there's any here."

Ji Zhiyi: ...

She wasn't stupid.

She could hear the sarcasm.

She had a headache: "Stop looking, I don't like drinking milk."

Su Lingyue said: "Oh—you like drinking it with Miss Mao, but when it's with me, you don't like it."

Ji Zhiyi: ...

She got up and walked over to Su Lingyue. She tried to take her hand but was dodged. She sat on the sofa with a straight face.

It was said to be a double sofa, but it was actually very small. Both of them had to sit close together. Apart from the sofa, there was only a bed in the room, and no extra chairs. Ji Zhiyi wanted to sit next to her, but Su Lingyue moved to the middle, taking up the entire sofa.

Ji Zhiyi looked at her actions, amused: "You won't let me sit?"

Su Lingyue said: "My place is small, there's no room for President Ji to sit."

Ji Zhiyi: ...

She didn't say anything.

Su Lingyue said: "What documents does President Ji need? Oh, or should I help President Ji contact a doctor?"

Ji Zhiyi frowned: "Why contact a doctor?"

Su Lingyue said: "For your toothache."

Ji Zhiyi was stumped by her barrage of sarcasm. She was sharp-tongued, showing a bit of her old self. She didn't rush, and sat down on the edge of the sofa, squishing Su Lingyue. There wasn't enough space. Half her body was on Su Lingyue's lap. The posture was truly a bit—

No matter how angry she was, Su Lingyue couldn't watch any longer. She moved her butt to the side, making room for Ji Zhiyi to sit on half the sofa.

Ji Zhiyi sat next to her and said: "Thank you."

How polite.

Su Lingyue's stuffy mood was somewhat broken by these words.

She kept her face straight.

Ji Zhiyi said: "How did you two go out together?"

Su Lingyue replied with a straight face: "Is that not okay?"

Her attitude was indifferent: "Miss Mao is so pretty. I just wanted to admire her and went out with her."

Ji Zhiyi: ...

Now it was her turn to have a straight face.

She leaned against Su Lingyue, her voice gentle: "Lingyue."

Su Lingyue couldn't stand her calling her name like that. The imagined sense of distance disappeared with a single address. They were still an intimate couple. But when she thought of Mao Jing'an, Su Lingyue still felt very uncomfortable.

She casually replied: "What is it?"

Ji Zhiyi said: "I met Ms. Mao in college overseas."

So she was starting to introduce her.

Su Lingyue was caught between not wanting to hear and wanting to hear. She didn't say anything. She hummed to show that she was listening. Ji Zhiyi turned her head and looked at her blank face. Her jawline was tense, her lips pursed, she touched her earlobe and made an almost imperceptible sound: "Hmm—"

The sound was like a hook.

Pulling out a piece of the past.

Ji Zhiyi said: "Lucky's chairman is her aunt. She's here representing her aunt this time."

Su Lingyue knew this. Lucky's chairman had originally had a son who had died in an accident during high school. After that, she had divorced her husband and never remarried. There were rumors that she wanted to give the company to her two nieces.

During the time of her son's passing, Su Lingyue had heard a lot of news, but because it was so far away and she wasn't very interested in any of it, she didn't look into it deeply. She hadn't even known the chairman's name at that time, let alone the two nieces.

Ji Zhiyi continued, "I used to have insomnia often. After she found out, she told me to go to her older sister to get some medicine."

She said, "Her older sister is a doctor. Because I couldn't drink too much coffee because of my insomnia, her older sister told me to drink some milk before bed. When she found out, she would occasionally bring me milk."

And that was how the two became familiar. Later, after she joined Lucky, her relationship with Mao Jing'an grew closer, but it remained a friendship. After listening, Su Lingyue lowered her eyes and abruptly asked: "Then how did you end up sleeping together?"

Ji Zhiyi explained: "The AC broke in her room during that business trip."

Su Lingyue said: "So you just slept together?"

Ji Zhiyi: "I slept on the sofa."

Su Lingyue: "Oh."

Ji Zhiyi: ...

What did 'oh' mean?

Was she not satisfied with her explanation?

Ji Zhiyi was just about to speak when.

Su Lingyue asked, "When did that happen?"

Ji Zhiyi thought for a moment: "When I had just joined Lucky."

Su Lingyue nodded: "Did you join Lucky because of her?"

Ji Zhiyi didn't even think about it: "Of course not."

Su Lingyue's mood improved somewhat, but she was still feeling down.

She didn't want Su Lingyue to misunderstand.

Ji Zhiyi said: "My connections were all there back then."

That was why she had chosen Lucky instead of going to France. She didn't want to start over. She couldn't afford the time. She wanted to grow as quickly as possible. Even if her godmother hadn't allowed her to return to the country to create Yilin, she would have returned.

Because she wanted to see Su Lingyue.

Before the Su family had collapsed, she could only secretly inquire about Su Lingyue's news, or take a distant look at her from a party. These last two years, Su Lingyue had barely attended any events, so even this one glance was a luxury for her.

She also couldn't reveal her feelings too openly.

She had once tried to negotiate with Su Qi to transfer Su Lingyue to Yilin, even if it was under the guise of revenge. She just wanted to see Su Lingyue, but her plan hadn't even begun when Jiang Ya scolded her, "Let the Su family's daughter enter our Yilin? Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

She wasn't crazy.

She had wanted to choose an indirect method.

Then the Su family had an accident.

She looked at Su Lingyue.

Su Lingyue was holding a pillow in her arms, playing with the tassel on its edge. She was looking down, not knowing what she was thinking about. She called out: "Lingyue?"

Su Lingyue turned her head to look at her, then turned back again, her fingers still fiddling with the tassel. Her voice was light and airy: "Do you think Miss Mao is pretty?"

Ji Zhiyi paused upon hearing this.

Objectively speaking, Mao Jing'an was very pretty. She nodded.

Su Lingyue said: "I think she's pretty too."

Ji Zhiyi couldn't figure out what she wanted to say and asked directly, "So?"

Su Lingyue said: "So why didn't you try things out with her?"

Ji Zhiyi: "Why would I try things out with her?"

Su Lingyue said: "She's pretty!"

Ji Zhiyi was exasperated: "Just because she's pretty means I have to try things out with her?"

Su Lingyue: "Then you're trying things out with me, isn't it because I'm pretty?"

Ji Zhiyi was speechless: "I!"

She looked into Su Lingyue's eyes, where other emotions were surging. She took a deep breath and said slowly: "It's not just about looks. There are definitely other factors." As she said this, Ji Zhiyi suddenly realized something. She turned to look at Su Lingyue and asked, "Are you saying that you're dating me just because of my face?"

Su Lingyue: ...

She blinked.

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