It was then that Jiang Cong came to them and whispered something into Li Shaoling's ear.
Li Shaoling grunted affirmatively, and gave Ji Jiayu a head pat.
"I'm off," he said. "I have something to do."
The tot looked up at him. "Will you come back?"
Li Shaoling turned to shoot Ji Weixi a meaningful glance. "Of course," he said, putting weight behind each word.
Was he some industrial-strength glue? Why was he so sticky?
***
After Li Shaoling left, Ji Weixi promptly breathed a huge sigh, with her entire being relaxing considerably.
She was actually scared even if she appearing fearless against him—she was just not showing it.
"Ji Weixi, good job… although you never told me you scored such a divine man!" Tian Miaomiao excitedly shook her shoulders. "So, Jiajia is President Li's son… oh my god, what bullshit fate is that?!"
"…Please watch your words."
