“I won’t let go unless you kill me!” Yuan Junkun said with a strong backbone.
Ji Shiting thought for a bit and said, “Why don’t you consider going to Yang City with me?”
“Can I?” Yuan Junkun’s eyes lit up.
“No!” Old Yuan refused. “Stay in the company. Don’t go anywhere!”
Yuan Junkun’s face fell, and he hugged her tighter. “You heard it, Brother Shiting. Dad doesn’t allow me to go to Yang City, so don’t go.”
“Why should I listen to you?” Ji Shiting said coldly.
Yuan Junkun was dazed. After a while, he said, “I don’t care. I don’t want to be separated from you.”
Ji Shiting’s eyes twitched. He thought for a bit and said, “If you let go now, I promise to come back at least once a month. Otherwise, you’ll never see me again.”
“Brother Shiting!” Yuan Junkun was about to cry again. “You’re too ruthless.”
“I’ll count to three,” Ji Shiting said coldly.
However, before he could count, Yuan Junkun retracted his hands and stood up. “Come back at least once a month. You can’t go back on your word.”
Ji Shiting nodded and said, “Help yourself. I’ll head back to my room first.”
He then turned around and walked upstairs, but he heard footsteps behind him.
She turned around and saw Yuan Junkun.
“You’re leaving soon. Can’t I stay with you longer?” He said.
Ji Shiting resisted the urge to kick him downstairs.
The doorbell rang at this moment.
Old Yuan was still in the living room when he heard the bell. He walked over and opened the door, only to see a familiar young woman standing outside.
He looked cautious. “Who are you?”
Ye Shengge forced a smile and said, “I’m looking for Ji Shiting…”
She had called Ji Shiting several times on the way, but no one had picked up. Now, she followed the address he had given her, and it wasn’t him who opened the door, which made her have a bad feeling.
“Ji Shiting?” Old Yuan raised an eyebrow as he guessed the woman’s identity. He snorted and said, “We don’t have that person here.”
Ye Shengge’s face paled. “Impossible…”
Was he lying to her this afternoon? He had said he would come back for her, but he hadn’t even picked up her phone and the address was a fake.
p-A- n-d-A-n-0-v-e-1、(c)om She couldn’t even stand straight.
Although it was spring all year round in Summer City, it was winter after all, and the temperature at night wasn’t high. Besides, for the sake of looking pretty, she was wearing very thin clothing so she shivered from the cold after standing at the door for a few minutes.
She clenched her fist. Just as she was about to give up, she heard a familiar voice, “Shengge?”
Ji Shiting walked to the door and saw the woman outside. He walked over and pushed Old Yuan aside.
“Why are you here? You…” Before he could finish, the woman had thrown herself into his embrace.
Ji Shiting then realized that the woman was only wearing a thin dress. Her exposed arms were as cold as ice, and her face was pale.
His face turned sullen.
“Shiting, I thought you didn’t want me anymore.” Her voice was still trembling. “You didn’t pick up my calls…”
