Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Shaoling…”
Amidst his rage, a sobbing woman entered the office.
It was a stumbling Ji Jianing. She threw her disheveled herself and her face thick with makeup into Li Shaoling’s chest.
“Shaoling, I’m so sad… I’m so afraid…”
Her whole body was shaking, and she looked miserable as if she had just been trampled all over.
However, that thick smell of perfume wafting from her left Li Shaoling frowning.
“What happened?”
Ji Jianing looked up and bit her lip, her tears bursting out as she mumbled aggrievedly, “I was bullied…”
Bullied?
Jiang Cong had a bold guess then, imagining that she was not actually the victim…
“Who bullied you?”
Li Shaoling’s voice was icy in the first place.
But Ji Jianing thought that he was angry for her.
“I ran into my sister by coincidence today. She hasn’t been home for four years, and I wanted to take her home to meet our parents… Only for her to lay a hand on me, saying something like she’s no longer a Ji… It hurts so much, Shaoling… Why did she turn out like this?”
Ji Jianing then held her head as if in great torment. “In the end, she is my sister… even if she made a mistake four years ago, she was always in our hearts!”
Li Shaoling said nothing, but simply threw a cool glance at Jiang Cong.
Jiang Cong nodded and left the room, while his boss leaned back into his chair.
“Didn’t you tell me that your sister was dead?” he asked icily.
“Well… We thought that she was when she suddenly went missing four years ago.” Ji Jianing replied, chewing her lip and tugging Li Shaoling’s finger. “Shaoling… I’ve really missed my sister all this time… Why would she treat me like this?”
Li Shaoling simply glared as she touched him, an unnoticeable disgust rising between his brows.
“Boss, I’ve got it.”
Jiang Cong returned to the room and placed a laptop before him, playing footage of everything that had happened in the basement carpark.
Li Shaoling’s eyes tightened when he saw Ji Weixi’s face.
It was actually her.
“That’s your sister?”
“Yeah!” Ji Jianing nodded, her lip pursing and her face contorting. “Shaoling… It hurts so much.”
As Jiang Cong watched Ji Jianing’s act and his boss’s face become stony, he lighted a candle in prayer for Ji Weixi inwardly.
After all, who was not aware that the marriage was planned by the elders of the Li and Ji family?
In fact, even before it was decided, Ji Jianing had already been taken with Li Shaoling, often coming by to CBS International to ask after him.
Li Shaoling had kept his cool and unapproachable demeanor. He had always done things his way, with no women by his side since a younger age.
In fact, rumors were spreading that he was impotent or preferred the company of other men.
Nonetheless, as death loomed over Old Madam Li while her body’s condition deteriorated by the day, she hoped that she could see a child born to Li Shaoling.
Even though he was a stubborn one, Li Shaoling was often surprisingly yielding to her wishes.
Therefore, regardless of how he loathed Ji Jianing, he doted over her for Old Madam Li’s sake.
Moreover, chivalry was dead with Li Shaoling.
That was why Ji Weixi was in trouble.
However.
“Don’t wear high heels from now on.”
Despite being calm, there was a command in Li Shaoling’s voice.
“…What?” Ji Jianing was taken aback, not quite understanding what her fiancé was saying.
“You fell because your heels are too long and your center of gravity unstable. What does that have to do with your sister?”
Both Ji Jianing were Jiang Cong were left speechless.
What on earth was Li Shaoling saying?