He didn't make a single sound.
Xia Ling's gaze fell on his long and clean left wrist.
Compared to the white shirt that was ordered from Givenchy, the million-dollar star watch on Ji Wenhan's wrist was probably a cheaper accessory on his body.
This watch was bought in Switzerland by Ji Xiaxia when she was traveling abroad and was given to Ji Wenhan.
Ji Wenhan was picky about Ji Xiaxia and was serious about it.
He also pursued perfection in his clothes.
But even so, he was willing to take Richard, who was worth tens of millions of yuan, and wear this piece of pally jade to attend the banquet.
It already showed how much Ji Wenhan valued Ji Xiaxia.
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"Just eat, why are you looking at me?"
Ji Wenhan felt Xia Ling's gaze. He wiped his mouth with a tissue and looked at the girl next to him indifferently.
"I..." Xia Ling bit the fork. She used such a small action to show her hesitation. Then, she said hesitantly, "Wenhan, when I turn eighteen, are you really going to kick me out like Mother Fang said?"
"I'm not going to kick you out." Seeing her bite the fork, Ji Wenhan frowned. "Don't bite the fork, it's not hygienic!"
"Oh...okay." Xia Ling put down the fork and sat upright.
Ji Wenhan's expression eased up. "Before your parents went on a trip, they left you a company. I've been helping you manage this company, and all the profits are on your card."
"When you turn 18 next year, you'll be a sophomore. Seeing that you stay at home every day, I'm sure your homework isn't heavy. It's necessary for you to try taking over the company."
Take over the company?
The astonishment on the young girl's face was completely revealed.
"No! Wenhan!"
Previously, she was feeling wronged. Now that she heard that she was going to take over the company, the young girl's expression was one of panic and fear.
Ji Wenhan furrowed his brows.
"Wenhan, I'm only 17. Even if I turn 18 next year, I'll just be old enough to date... I don't know how to take over the company at all. If you hand over the company to me, I'm afraid that I'll bankrupt the company in a few days."
Feeling wronged, weak, and helpless, the young girl looked pitifully at Ji Wenhan. She mustered up her courage and pulled at his sleeve.
"Wenhan! Help me sell the company, or I'll give it to you, and you can join the Ji corporation. Just give me some dividends, so that I can take some money and not starve to death."
Hearing the young girl's words, his handsome eyebrows furrowed.
Ji Wenhan looked at the young girl.
On her pale little face, her black eyes flashed. Clearly, she had mustered up her courage to speak to him in such a manner.
However, if one were to say that she was a coward, would she have dared to come up to him and pull his sleeve with her tiny hands?
"Wenhan, I really am not the type to manage the company. Please help me."
Her sweet voice carried a little guilt and a little coquetry.
Ji Wenhan had never felt this kind of coquetry from a young girl before.
Ji Wenhan had always been a serious person. When he brought the young girl back, he had always played the role of a father.
He taught her and was strict with her.
However, when it came to Ji Xiaxia, Ji Wenhan had to admit that learning this kind of thing was really divided by talent.
If he had taken away all of his talent, then Ji Xiaxia's terrible results would have been... The mud could not support the wall!
Ji Wenhan stared at Xia Ling.
"Ji Xiaxia, with me supporting you from behind, you're not even willing to give it a try. Are you giving up just like that?"