Ji Sang didn’t know that Yi Feng had gone to see Fu Yisi, just to inquire about her situation. She also didn’t know why, after this return, Yi Feng hadn’t contacted her like before.
The two of them originally didn’t interact much, and Ji Sang’s impression of him primarily came from their childhood friendship.
But faced with the harsh reality, she couldn’t fully trust him.
So when she saw Yi Feng, now looking like a man, on TV, Ji Sang felt a whirlwind of emotions.
Through the camera, the indifferent look in Yi Feng’s eyes was nothing like the cheerful demeanor he had when he used to follow her around, calling her "sister."
What had he gone through all these years after returning to the Yi Family?
But having met Yi Zheng once, seeing that cold-blooded man and that cold-blooded family, could they really provide the familial warmth Yi Feng had longed for?
Suddenly, Ji Sang felt a pang in her heart and her heartbeat quickened, she took deep breaths.
If the Fu Family and the Yi Family were really to clash, from the bottom of her heart, she didn’t want Yi Feng to get involved.
But now he had been pushed into the public eye...
Ji Sang picked up her phone and brought up Yi Feng’s contact number.
Back in the TV station, Yi Feng recognized her at first glance; could it be assumed that he had always cherished their childhood friendship?
She took a gamble, betting that Yi Feng was unaware of the past matters, betting that he hadn’t been involved in those nasty affairs.
Ji Sang hesitated for a few minutes, then finally, her fingers clicked, dialing Yi Feng’s number.
Ji Sang waited until the phone hung up automatically, staring blankly at the screen.
Was this Yi Feng’s personal number? Was he busy right now?
Ji Sang lowered her gaze and then sent Yi Feng a message.
In Yi Feng’s office at the Yi Family, his assistant stood nervously in front of the desk.
The phone on the desk kept ringing, Yi Feng glanced at it, his expression changed instantly, but it was only for a moment, he forcefully restrained himself from dealing with the incoming call.
He picked up the pen again, which punctured the paper.
The moment the ringing stopped, Yi Feng seemed to exhale in relief, but his eyes looked lost.
Then the sound of a message notification rang.
Yi Feng threw aside the pen and quickly picked up the phone, opening the message.
Who would believe that such a composed young man would tremble at the sight of the message, then start to smile.
But why was this smile so complicated?
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The assistant didn’t understand Yi Feng’s smile; he had been with Yi Feng neither briefly nor long and wasn’t privy to many things.
But he knew, only one person could affect Yi Feng .
"Mr. Yi, you need to attend a meeting at the city hall later."
Yi Feng put away his phone, his expression reverting to usual.
Yi Feng didn’t answer Ji Sang’s call, nor did he reply to her message. This was also a condition of his trade with Yi Zheng.
It didn’t matter, as long as she was safe and healthy.
It was his family that owed her from childhood.
She should have been the little girl cherished in her parents’ palms, not suffering anywhere, and not troubled by nightmares now.
Yi Feng too had once longed for the warmth of a family, yet these past years had brought him nothing but disdain for the Yi Family.
He dearly missed those childhood days, huddled with Ji Sang in the small dark room, eating stolen buns, innocently laughing.