However, Xia Ling was depressed.
Ji Wenhan was also jealous. He was disappointed that those boys were all young boys who were not good enough for Xia Ling.
However, as he was jealous, not only did Ji Wenhan not feel that there was anything wrong with himself, he even attributed his jealousy to Wenhan taking care of his niece.
...
In the circle, it was also secretly spread out.
It was said that Ji Wenhan was protecting Ji Xiaxia as if she was his eyeball, but in fact, his feelings for Ji Xiaxia were different.
It was not that their feelings were different, but that the man was unmarried and the woman was unmarried.
Why did Ji Wenhan always seem to follow the girl at every banquet, as if he was afraid that someone would abduct his niece?
Ji Wenhan seemed to have no idea about this.
*
Another two years passed in the blink of an eye.
From the age of seventeen to nineteen, Xia Ling was sent to London.
Since she couldn't go to Cambridge University, Ji Wenhan helped her choose Pulcole.
It was a famous aristocratic university in the world.
A year's tuition fee was 60,000 pounds, not including Xia Ling's food and lodging there.
*
Xia Ling packed her things, showing her unwillingness to part with Ji Wenhan. In the end, she still went.
Being separated from Ji Wenhan did not mean that she had given up.
On the contrary, a relationship that was too close could only be gradually transformed into longing by adjusting the distance.
*
In Xia Ling's first year in London, Ji Wenhan personally sent her to the plane and checked the flights. He heard on the international phone that the girl over there was sweet and cuddly.
"Wenhan, I've arrived safely. There's someone here to pick me up. I'm also rushing to your villa in London. Don't worry!"
"Wenhan, I love you!"
Every week, Xia Ling would call Ji Wenhan, send him an email, and send him a photo of her in London.
Ji Wenhan felt a little annoyed at first. The little girl was too clingy.
Later, after work every Friday, he habitually went to check his email to see if the girl had sent him a photo or a video call.
"Wenhan, the roads in London are very clean. If you're here, I can take you to see Big Ben."
"Wenhan, the scenery at Cambridge University is quite beautiful. Do you think I can pass if I want to be a graduate student at Cambridge University?"
"Wenhan, I'm walking alone on the streets of London. I miss you quite a bit. This place is very beautiful, but when I'm admiring the beautiful scenery, I'm the only one here!"
"Wenhan, when you have some spare time, come and visit me!"
...
Ji Wenhan looked at these, then pondered for a moment behind his computer.
He sent another sum of money to the young girl's card, then left a message for her account
The company was busy with business, and he wouldn't be able to leave the country for a while. He sent another sum of money to her to take good care of herself!
*
The company was busy?
Xia Ling didn't believe it at all.
No matter how busy the Ji corporation was, how could Ji Wenhan be so busy that he didn't even have time to fly to London?
If he truly treated her as his niece, he should be honest and magnanimous. If he didn't come, then it meant that he had a secret in his heart.
She curled her lips. The time wasn't ripe, and Xia Ling didn't intend to expose him.
*
In London's universities, those foreign boys called Xia Ling a "Chinese doll."
Her skin was fair and tender, and her almond-shaped eyes were filled with affection. Her facial features were sweet, and she was very suited to the tastes of these foreign men.
Xia Ling kept a low profile and made many friends
In Pulcole, a single piece of clothing was never less than four digits, so it was nothing.
But she could always dress up some unremarkable small brands better than big brands. This made Xia Ling very unique in Pulcole.
*
Xia Ling was in her second year of school in Pulcole.
She met a professor, Cross.
Cross was a visiting professor in her department of Financial Management.
The stock market that was manipulated in his hands and acted in secret could affect the direction of the international stock market for half a year.