Over at the Zhu Family, ever since Zhu Zhizhou and Zhu Junzhao went to the base together and were once again heavily beaten by Ji Huan, unexpectedly, things have quieted down for a while.
Ji Huan didn’t let his guard down because, judging from Zhu Qianying and Young Master Yan’s experiences, Zhu Zhizhou is not soone who gives up easily.
Besides, after getting enough rebuffs from Young Master Yan, the only people Zhu Zhizhou could possibly turn to right now are the Ji Family.
Always on high alert, Ji Huan didn’t await another move from Zhu Zhizhou, but instead, welcod a reunion on Friday.
He made sure to leave work a bit early, but even so, when the plane landed in R City, it was already close to nine.
Ji Huan walked out of the hall with a backpack, a figure dashed over, "Ji Huan!"
Ji Huan happily embraced Zhu Qianyu, who had thrown herself into his arms, and lowered his head, his lips accurately kissing hers.
After a gentle and lingering kiss, Ji Huan released her, looking down at her flushed face, he asked, "Didn’t I tell you to wait at ho? Why did you co?"
"I couldn’t help it..." Zhu Qianyu clung tightly to his waist, her flushed face erging from the crook of his neck with alluring posture that made Ji Huan lower his head to nibble on her cheek again.
This girl, really as sticky as Zhu Qianying said once she gets familiar.
But he likes it!
"Where’s Uncle Li?" Ji Huan held her waist, glancing around while heading to the exit.
"He’s waiting for us in the car."
Ji Huan smiled and nodded, "Hmm, Uncle Li must not want to interrupt our little world."
Xiao Li’s intention was indeed like that, but hearing Ji Huan reveal it so directly, Zhu Qianyu’s ears turned hot, and she increasingly felt his shalessness.
"Shaless!" Zhu Qianyu comnted on a certain young master.
"What’s a face for anyway, can you eat it?" The young master giggled and lowered his head to bite her cheek again, "Hmm, turns out you can eat it! It even tastes good!"
Zhu Qianyu rolled her eyes dramatically; could she claim not to know this childish, cheeky Ji Huan?
Xiao Li waited outside the main entrance, far away watching the young couple exit intimately, did not approach, simply opened the back door and quietly returned to the driver’s seat.
Having worked at the Ji Family for so many years, watching Ji Family n flaunt affection regardless of location when in love was nothing unusual for him, and he had long learned to avoid it and keep his presence to a minimum.
Ji Huan helped Zhu Qianyu into the car, then sat himself, shut the door, and greeted Xiao Li in the front.
"Uncle Li, thank you for picking up so late!"
"It’s nothing, I actually need to pick my son up from school later." Xiao Li’s son is in high school, boarding during the week, and can return ho after evening study on Friday.
"Xiao Yu, you should hurry and get a driver’s license, then you can pick up, sparing Uncle Li the trouble." Ji Huan pinched Zhu Qianyu’s cheek, earnestly commanding her.
"Alright, maybe during winter vacation, but I really don’t have ti now!"
Zhu Qianyu was still anxious at this mont.
Last week, she suddenly took leave to go to L City to find Ji Huan, and this week, had to take leave again due to the Ji Family’s gathering.
Though Tian Fang didn’t make it difficult for her, jokingly teased, "Oh, are you going back to see the Old Master? Congratulations, Xiao Yu."
Saying this, she generously granted her two more days of leave, but Zhu Qianyu’s heart remained uneasy.
She can’t rely on being Ji Huan’s girlfriend and act overly arrogant.
"Why wait until winter break, just sign up tomorrow."
Ji Huan preferred quick resolutions, saying tomorrow as he took out his phone, instructing his secretary to handle it imdiately.
"Ji Huan, I need to work at Xinying over the weekend, where would I find the ti?" Zhu Qianyu anxiously tugged his arm, softly reminding him.
Ji Huan hung up the call, then turned to smile at her, "You’ve been staying ho these days, and don’t know?"
Zhu Qianyu looked puzzled, "Know what?"
Ji Huan raised his hand and tousled her short hair vigorously, "Xinying is Brother and Sister’s company, you didn’t know?"
Zhu Qianyu opened her mouth, wide-eyed at him for a while, slowly accepting this reality.
Thinking about it, Ji Family’s eldest son having an entertainnt company isn’t surprising!
"Really? Brother Ji and Sister Han are incredible!" Zhu Qianyu said sincerely.
"What’s so amazing." In Ji Huan’s eyes, Xinying was just a small company.
But in Zhu Qianyu, a university student’s eyes, Xinying was an impressive big company.
Regardless, over a few years, Xinying has gradually gained reputation through its works’ quality and artists’ influence, becoming one of the country’s entertainnt giants.
"Ji Huan, you’re unfamiliar with the entertainnt industry, so you wouldn’t understand how challenging it is for Xinying to rise to this position in just a few years."
Hearing his girlfriend praise others, even if those others were his siblings, made the young master a little displeased.
"What’s hard about that! Otherwise, we could start one just for fun!"
Zhu Qianyu was startled by his sudden suggestion. If anyone else said such a thing, she’d assu it was a joke, but Ji Huan isn’t an ordinary person. If he intended to start an entertainnt company, it would be a matter of monts.
Upon this realization, Zhu Qianyu shook her head repeatedly, waving her hands, "No, no, my ability’s only good enough for ordinary temp work. Plus, I promised Sister Han I’d write a bespoke script for her!"
Ji Huan had heard Zhu Qianyu ntion this matter more than once.
"So, what you want to do most now is write a script for Sister?"
Ji Huan wasn’t interested in entertainnt companies; his concern was whether she was happy.
If opening an entertainnt company could make her happy, he would do it. After all, it could just be a branch of Xinying.
If she felt happiest writing scripts and shooting, then he would let her write and shoot in peace.
Speaking of this, Zhu Qianyu’s eyes sparkled.
"Yes! Sister Han is my idol! The thought of her playing the protagonist in my story excites so much I can’t sleep, wanting to work through the night!"
"Don’t you dare!" Ji Huan patted her lightly on the bottom as a warning.
If she sacrificed sleep for scriptwriting and neglected health, he would stop her at all costs.
Only then did Zhu Qianyu realize she misspoke, chuckled twice, proactively kissed his lips, and then coaxed, "Of course I don’t dare, I’m not a robot, how could I work through the night? Besides, I’m not a genius, where would I get endless inspiration?"
Ji Huan, whether persuaded by her kiss or words, finally stopped pressing her.
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