"So you work here, Sis! Such a coincidence!" Ji Jianing put up her trademark smile and pulled Ji Weixi to the balcony, making introductions with delicate sweetness. "Let me introduce you. This is Shaoling, my fiancé… I presume both of you know each other?"
As Ji Weixi's gaze met Li Shaoling's deep, cold eyes, she smiled through gritted teeth. "Yes, we've met before. Isn't that right, President Li?"
After all, they had the pants-wetting sort of acquaintance.
Nonetheless, Li Shaoling simply turned away to look at the scenery beyond indifferently.
'Wow. He really gives no face!'
Ji Jianing noted that little exchange in glee, believing that Li Shaoling was loathing Ji Weixi for pushing her—his woman—yesterday.
"Shaoling…" Ji Jianing crouched before her pleasantly. "She's my sister. I know you don't like her, but tomorrow is the day we announce our engagement so we'll be family soon. Don't be like that, okay?"
