The rapid sounds startled Le Tong, making her instinctively lift her head from the document and stand up.
She thought she’d see Ji Rui’s cold face, but instead, her eyes met a refined, calm face full of smiles.
"Special Assistant Yang! You’re back?" Le Tong exclaimed in surprise.
Yang Sheng, initially smiling, paused slightly upon seeing her face, "Tongtong, why have you lost so much weight?"
Le Tong unconsciously touched her face. Did she really lose that much weight? Why is everyone saying this recently when they see her?
"Special Assistant Yang, have you seen too many curvy, beautiful foreign beauties abroad, and now my type disgusts you?"
Le Tong not only didn’t admit she lost weight but mockingly turning the tables on him.
"Tsk tsk, listen to that jealousy. Aren’t you jealous?"
Le Tong gave him a gentle push, "Go away, if I wanted to be jealous, I’d have soured long ago over the past six months."
Yang Sheng patted her head and checked his watch, "Hey, let’s not chat now. Where’s Mr. Ji?"
This refined man chatting amicably with Le Tong is none other than President Ji’s most trusted assistant, Special Assistant Yang, Yang Sheng.
"Reporting to Special Assistant Yang, Mr. Ji is inside!" Le Tong instantly switched to a professional mode.
Yang Sheng smiled at her, "After I finish my work, let’s find a time to gather."
Without knocking, Yang Sheng pushed the door open directly. In the entire Ji Family, even Ji Rui’s two brothers don’t have this privilege—only Yang Sheng does.
As soon as the door opened, Yang Sheng loudly announced to Ji Rui, who was busy at his desk.
Ji Rui quickly raised his head, unexpectedly with a rare faint smile appearing on his face.
"Sheng, why didn’t you say you were coming back earlier?!"
Speaking, he stood up, rounded his desk, and shared a slight embrace with the man he hadn’t seen for over two months. Get full chapters from novel★fire.net
"Surprise inspection!"
The two sat in the reception room, with Yang Sheng succinctly explaining the reason for his return, leaning forward to pour himself a glass of water.
Ji Rui leaned back against the sofa, adopting a rare lazy posture.
"Were there any gains?"
Yang Sheng took a sip of water, smiled, and countered, "What do you think?"
Ji Rui also leaned over, picked up the coffee on the table, and took a leisurely sip.
"Naturally, since you’re back."
Yang Sheng snapped his fingers, "Smart."
"But your two brothers are indeed clever. If I hadn’t had the patience to play hide-and-seek with them for the past six months, I might not have caught them slipping."
Ji Rui curled his lips slightly, his sharp eyes flickered with coldness.
"From the old man’s seed, how stupid could they be?!"
Yang Sheng reached out, pat his shoulder, seemingly to comfort him. As for what he was comforting, both knew well.
"What do you plan to do next?"
Their conversation was concise and straightforward, without a word wasted. Comfort didn’t require words; a glance or gesture could accurately convey their thoughts.
When Mr. Ji threw that problem to Ji Rui, Ji Rui once said to Yang Sheng, "Too bad you’re a man. If you were a woman, things would be much easier!"
Yang Sheng jokingly replied, "Men and men can truly be in love too; although I don’t love men, if it were you, I might consider it."
And what their true relationship is, only they know!
The conversation topic at hand, only the two truly understood.
"What’s their reaction?"
Ji Rui rarely showed concern for his two brothers. Of course, Yang Sheng knew, Ji Rui’s kind of concern was, actually, a form of torture for them.
Well, very coincidentally, Yang Sheng was in the same camp as Ji Rui, so, for the past six months, it was also a highly stimulating game for him.
"For now, very calm."
Both understood that the kind where inner fears reach a dying point but maintaining a facade of utmost calmness makes life worse than death.
"Then let them have a few more days of good times. Wait until Baby’s birthday is over!"
From a certain perspective, Ji Rui was indeed a good son, a good brother, a good father.
Talking about Ji Baby, Yang Sheng showed interest; they had already reached a consensus in business matters through the brief Q&A.
"Baby has grown taller, right? Still as cute?"
Ji Rui glanced at him, "Cute?!"
Yang Sheng nodded, "Naturally cute!"
Noticing Ji Rui appeared slightly displeased, Yang Sheng leaned in closer, studying his face carefully.
"What? Did Baby do something naughty again to annoy you?"
Ji Rui remained silent, lowering his eyes, sipping coffee.
"Was it the recent ’Choosing Mommy Party’ that caused you major trouble?!"
Yang Sheng thought it was amusing, but seeing Ji Rui’s face darken, he held back his laughter. Don’t ask how Yang Sheng overseas knew about Ji Baby’s feat—anyway, hearing the news at that time, Yang Sheng laughed all night. "Truly Rui’s son!"
If Yang Sheng didn’t bring it up, Ji Rui nearly forgot about it.
In fact, he should be thankful to his dear son. Since Ji Baby made such a grand affair with the party, calls harassing Ji Rui dramatically decreased in a month and visits from various noble ladies openly and covertly using various reasons to his home were significantly less. As far as he knew, only Deng Jiarong dared to bother him and his son temporarily.
"Then what did he do to annoy you?!"
Yang Sheng grew increasingly curious, shifting closer towards Ji Rui for a better look.
If he were to say how the dear son annoyed him, perhaps it was the recent persistent crying and fussing about wanting Ji Rui to invite the grandma back home as the cook.
If this grandma were someone else, Ji Rui wouldn’t need to spend any thought—just fill out a check, and his dear son would be satisfied.
But this person is Le Tong, making things quite bizarre.
Thinking of Le Tong, Ji Rui’s displeasure began to gather again. He truly couldn’t understand why Le Tong liked to make him angry recently!
Wasn’t she well-behaved and obedient before?
Ji Rui silently reflected over his coffee while Yang Sheng thought his worry was about Ji Baby, tactfully switching the topic.
"Rui, my sister, is she quite nice?"
The sister Yang Sheng referred to was Le Tong, whom he just joked around with.
Ji Rui paused slightly, "Mm, she’s alright."
He nearly forgot about Le Tong being Yang Sheng’s sister.
"Alright? I thought she was much better!!"
Yang Sheng clearly dissatisfied with Ji Rui’s rather perfunctory response, subtly moved away from him, giving him a sideways glance.