Accidentally provoking the spring tide

Chapter 116. Returning Home on Time
Director Fu opened the screenshot, glanced at the code, adjusted his glasses, and muttered to himself, "That rascal."

But she couldn't suppress the corners of her mouth.

I typed a message and then forwarded the chat history to the administrator.

[He's already been reprimanded; he just wanted to challenge himself and, incidentally, improve the school's firewall and systems.]

administrator:【……】

Don't worry, the upgraded system won't easily crash even during peak course selection periods.

Seeing that the other party did not reply, Director Fu continued to type slowly.

If we hire outside people to fix this system, the cost will be...

Administrator: [Okay, Professor Fu, goodbye.]

With the matter resolved smoothly, Director Fu shook his head helplessly.

Despite having a background in computer engineering, he acts like a hacker; I wonder who he learned that from.
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After hanging up the phone, Jiang Jixu vaguely felt that the voice that suddenly rang out sounded somewhat familiar.

It seems a bit like... Ji Yanci?

As soon as the idea came to mind, Jiang Jixu rejected it.

Lu Lishen is currently at University A.

Ji Yanci should be at work at the Ji family office at this time.

It can't be him.

She stopped worrying about the issue and just looked at the painting on the table, pondering how to reciprocate.

Judging from these two encounters, Song Mingzhen must also really like traditional Chinese style.

Whether it's the exquisite and beautiful cheongsam she wears or the scattered but precious jade jewelry, she looks like a beauty who stepped out of a mural from the Republic of China era, exuding a graceful and luxurious charm.

Jiang Jixu's fingers twitched slightly, and an idea suddenly surged into his mind.

I couldn't resist running to the art studio to ask Ah Zhuo for a drawing board and pencils.

"How about these?"

Jiang Jixu looked at the mountain of drawing boards and charcoal pens in front of him, his lips forming a small "O" shape.

"Sure, just take any one."

With a polite and elegant smile, A-Zhu handed the items to her, saying, "If you need anything else, just let me know."

Jiang Jixu nodded, quickly took the drawing board, and then casually picked up a paintbrush to sketch the basic shape on the paper.

In a short while, the graceful figure of a woman was depicted on paper.

Continue filling in the details.

Ah Zhu, who had been quietly watching for a while, suddenly asked, "Is that the lady you're painting?"

Jiang Jixu then realized that he had been so engrossed in his drawing that he had forgotten there were other people around him, and responded somewhat shyly.

Ah Zhuo smiled and said, "You don't need to be shy, it's a great drawing."

The girl said a little shyly, "Thank you."

"However, I don't recall ever seeing Madam wear this cheongsam before."

Jiang Jixu quickly explained, "This is my design. I suddenly had an inspiration just now, so I..."

A hint of surprise flashed across Azhuo's eyes.

"You can also design clothes?"

Jiang Jixu raised his hand and touched his nose: "Actually, I know a little bit about anything related to drawing, but my main focus is interior design, and I can only say that I'm an amateur when it comes to fashion design."

Ah Zhuo exclaimed sincerely, "That's already amazing."

"Are you planning to give this dress to your wife as a gift?"

The girl nodded shyly.

"My mother gave me such an expensive gift, I don't know how to give back..."

"Silly girl."

Song Mingzhen walked in from outside with a smile, "I was wondering why I couldn't find you."

"I never expected that they would come to design clothes for me."

"Come, let me see."

Jiang Jixu pursed his lips, his cheeks slightly flushed: "It's just a draft, it's not finished yet."

"It's alright, we're all family, no need to be so formal."

Song Mingzhen accepted the drawing board with a smile, originally just wanting to show her support, but when she saw the contents of the paper, an undisguised look of amazement appeared on her face.

"My dear Ji Xu! This dress is so beautiful!"

Her tone was filled with barely suppressed excitement.

Jiang Jixu was caught off guard and was tightly embraced, which startled her.

"Mother……"

Ah Zhuo whispered from the side, "Please forgive the young mistress. The lady, cough cough, she gets like this whenever she sees pretty clothes."

"It seems that the lady really likes your design."

“That’s right.” Song Mingzhen smiled. “Ji Xu, how about Mom opens a clothing design studio for you?”

The girl blushed and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I don't have that plan at the moment."

If Wish Studio grows larger in the future, it could expand into this area of ​​business.

Song Mingzhen felt it was a bit of a pity, but she still respected Jiang Jixu's idea and then excitedly pulled her to discuss the design of the cheongsam.
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When Lu Lishen returned, he saw the two of them sitting on the plush carpet without any regard for their image, with white sketches scattered all over the floor next to them.

Ms. Song said, "The cloud-shaped shoulder piece and the Chinese knot button can be added."

Jiang Jixu shook his head: "This pattern is already very complicated. Too many elements can easily cause visual fatigue."

Ms. Song stared at her for a long time.

The girl also refused to back down.

Lu Lishen paused slightly, placed the milk tea and chestnuts on the table, intending to say a few words to ease the atmosphere. However, before he could even open his mouth, the two sitting on the ground started playing a drinking game in tacit agreement.

"Rock, Paper, Scissors—"

A piece of cloth and a stone.

Ms. Song said triumphantly, "I won, add it!"

Jiang Jixu puffed out his cheeks, but still picked up his pen and added cloud-shaped shoulder ornaments and Chinese knot buttons to the original design.

Song Mingzhen nodded in satisfaction: "That looks better."

The girl was a little unconvinced: "Next game, next game, I definitely won't lose."

Lu Li bent down and picked up the sketch that had fallen to his feet.

Only then did the two notice that there was another person in the room.

Ms. Song lazily lifted her eyelids and glanced at him before turning her attention back to the pile of design drawings in front of her.

Jiang Jixu stared at the man who had suddenly appeared for two seconds, stunned.

Why are you back so early?

Lu Lishen held a bouquet of vibrant roses in one hand and a design draft that she had casually tossed on the ground in the other. Upon hearing this, he raised an eyebrow slightly.

"morning?"

He glanced down at his watch with an elegant and dignified air.

"I am certain that I returned home on time as reported."

Jiang Jixu was somewhat taken aback and quickly checked the time on his phone.

"It's so late?"

They actually spent the whole afternoon drawing in the living room!

Jiang Jixu hurriedly got up, and only then, glancing at the large expanse of white, did he notice the design drawings scattered all over the floor, even reaching the doorway—

She knew she had this problem when she was fully engaged in the moment, and she hadn't thought much of it before, but now, the thought of Lu Lishen being here made Jiang Jixu feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

Will he think she's sloppy?

The girl lowered her head and said hurriedly, "I'll pack now."

Just as he was about to make a move, Song Mingzhen, who was standing next to him, stopped him.

"Mother?"

"What are you still standing there for?" Song Mingzhen looked at the man not far away with a face full of disdain. "You don't see anything."

"No, I'll do it..."

As they were speaking, the light in front of them suddenly dimmed.

A delicate jasmine scent wafted over, and Jiang Jixu tensed up.

A familiar male voice reached my ears.

"Could you help me roll up my sleeves?"

The girl swallowed hard and silently helped him roll up his sleeves, revealing his strong, lean wrists and forearms.

Holding a bouquet of roses in her arms, the contrasting colors of the roses made one want to grind the delicate petals into juice.

Apply it to his body. "Thank you, madam."

Jiang Jixu snapped out of her thoughts, not daring to look at Lu Lishen's face, and casually took the flowers from the man's arms: "I'll go find a bottle to put them in."

Watching the girl's retreating figure, the man slightly curled his lips.

Song Mingzhen clicked her tongue lightly, "I designed this courtyard?"

Lu Lishen paused slightly, then lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Song Mingzhen crossed her arms and slightly raised her chin: "Tell me, how many more mistakes have I made for you?"

"..." He thought about it seriously for a moment, "It's nothing."

Ms. Song pouted, "When you were in school, you would run home every day to drink milk like crazy. Now that you're grown up, you secretly design houses. Can you stop being like your show-off father and doing things that no one can see?"

Lu Lishen picked up the drawings one by one from the ground, his slender fingertips gently stroking the paper.

Ji Yanci's words still echoed in my ears.

Do you think she'll love you just because you're married?

You're nothing but a despicable opportunist.

She only has eyes for me.

She doesn't love you.

Over and over again.

Lu Lishen lowered his eyes and said, "I did these things willingly."

"I don't want to use these things as leverage."

He wanted Jiang Jixu to fall in love with him, to truly love him.

Rather than being moved by these things.

Perhaps Ji Yanci is right.

He's a despicable scoundrel.

He craves more after getting a little, even greedily hoping to obtain the girl's complete, unadulterated love.

“So, Mom,” Lu Lishen looked up and said calmly, “please don’t tell her.”

Stair corner.

Jiang Jixu stood there, holding a bouquet of bright red roses in her arms, stunned.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window, casting her long, thin shadow on the wall. The scattered light and the rich fragrance of roses drifted in the air.

It was filled with a captivating flutter of excitement.

She could clearly hear her own heartbeat.

Deafening.
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hospital.

Ji Yanci just finished her checkup.

They were all superficial injuries.

Lin Feng had been silently processing this for a while, but when he saw the bruises on the man's face, he still found it hard to believe.

God knows, when Jiang Wang called him to pick someone up, Lin Feng thought it was a prank and had no intention of going.

But later, feeling uneasy, and unable to get through to Ji Yanci by phone, he rushed over.

"Brother Ci, how about I take the brothers and teach that kid a lesson?"

Ji Yanci didn't say anything, he just kept walking forward.

Seeing this, Lin Feng could only silently shut his mouth and follow behind.

Just as I stepped out of the hospital, my phone suddenly vibrated in my pocket.

Ji Yanci picked it up, glanced at it, pursed his lips, and answered the phone.

"mom."

"Go back to the old house tonight, the old man wants to see you."

"……understood."

"Yanci, the old master is very unhappy about your cancellation of the engagement with the Jiang family." Madam Ji sighed. "You really acted too impulsively."

Ji Yanci's Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

What was he going to say?
The reason he didn't take the engagement banquet to heart was because he firmly believed that even if he broke the promise, it wouldn't affect his engagement with Jiang Jixu.

But this time, Jiang Jixu left.

She married someone else.

Don't want him anymore.

Their engagement had to be cancelled.

Ji Yanci gripped his phone tightly, his knuckles turning white, his voice hoarse: "I'll make it up to you."

He will get them back.

Madam Ji seemed to see right through him: "I heard from Li Cheng that you are not satisfied with the proposal given by the public relations department, but as you are now, you have no right to refuse. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Only when you stand tall enough and have enough say can you fight for more of what you want."

The man fell silent for a long while before saying softly, "I understand."

"Take care of your injuries before going back to the old house, so your grandfather won't find out."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Yanci stood still without moving.

Lin Feng was a little nervous and tentatively called out, "...Brother Ci?"

"You're the one who told my mom."

Ji Yanci looked up, his tone indifferent, but his gaze was extremely imposing.

Lin Feng remained silent for a moment.

"Sorry, Lyricist, I just think you've been in really bad shape lately."

Having known each other for over twenty years, he had never seen Ji Yanci so agitated.

Lin Feng was afraid something would happen to him.

Ji Yanci stared at him for a long time, but his tone was surprisingly calm.

"Thank you."

Lin Feng, flustered and bewildered, asked: "...Huh?"

“You’ve brought me to my senses,” he murmured. “Indeed, only by standing high enough can I do more of what I want to do.”

If the Ji family is stronger than the Jiang family, the latter will not dare to easily cancel the engagement.

But it's never too late to start.

Ji Yanci put his phone back in his pocket: "Schedule a makeup artist, and also contact the auction house to see if they have any suitable antiques."

……

As night fell, the Ji family mansion was brightly lit.

The luxurious Maybach stopped in front of the courtyard, the door opened, revealing the man's noble and slender figure.

Ji Yanci changed into formal attire, and there was not a trace of bruises or injury on his handsome face.

Lin Feng got out of the car from the other side, carrying an exquisite and simple wooden box.

Before even entering the main hall, the sounds of women chatting and laughing could be heard.

Lin Feng paused slightly, but Ji Yanci remained indifferent, seemingly unsurprised by the situation.

Old Master Ji was a womanizer by nature. He had two wives who were legally married, and kept a total of seven or eight women at home. The youngest of them was a year younger than Ji Yanci's father.

With so many wives, there will naturally be many children and grandchildren.

Ji Yanci has more than a dozen uncles and aunts in total.

By his generation, the number of his cousins ​​was countless.

Lin Feng always felt that Old Master Ji was raising poisonous insects.

The descendants fought each other, and only the victor could inherit the Ji family name.

Therefore, from birth, Ji Yanci was strictly required by Madam Ji to do everything to the best of his ability.

In fact, the only thing Ji Yanci failed to meet Madam Ji's requirements over the years was the violin, which he himself wanted to learn.

Lin Feng's thoughts were drifting away when he suddenly heard a sweet laugh.

"Oh, Yanci is here, come and sit down."

The woman who spoke was Mr. Ji's youngest wife, Qu Xuezhen.

I heard that she was a very popular actress in the entertainment industry when she was young, but she was later noticed by Mr. Ji and gradually faded out of the public eye.

She had no children, but her charming and shrewd personality was very much liked by Old Master Ji.

Even so, Qu Xuezhen did not gain the approval of the rest of the Ji family, especially Ji Yanci's father, who never showed any kindness to his stepmother.

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