The little girl on the other end threatened him. "Uncle Yue, why don't I ask my dad to tell you? I'm going to ask Ling Jue to come to my birthday party no matter what!"
"..."
Yue Chan rubbed the space between his eyebrows. Being a subordinate was too f*cking... aggrieving...
When he was in the presidential palace, he was in charge of the little princess' safety. This little girl was used to being spoiled, so there was really nothing he could do.
He was really afraid of her, so he could only agree. "Okay, I'll help you invite Ling Jue."
"Wahaha, thank you, Uncle Yue. Mwah! It's a deal then. I'm hanging up now... Beep beep beep."
As if she was afraid that Yue Chan would go back on his word, the other end of the line quickly hung up.
Yue Chan felt his head hurt, especially when Li Qiang was still nagging beside him.
Li Qiang scratched his head. "Boss, I think that kid is very similar to the last time..."
"Shut up!" Yue Chan interrupted him and took a deep puff of his cigarette. "Now go find Ling Jue and invite him to Xiaomeng's birthday party."
"Huh?" Li Qiang frowned. "There's no need to investigate Ling Jue's identity? You want to just bring him into the presidential palace?"
Yue Chan wanted to poke his head with his cigarette. "What's there to investigate? His father is Ling Zhensheng. Now that Ling Zhensheng is gone, he doesn't have much power anymore. He's just an abandoned child. What's there to investigate?"
Li Qiang pouted. He just felt that Ling Jue was not simple.
However, now that the little princess liked him and his boss said that he was not in danger, he did not suspect anything.
Yue Chan rolled his eyes and threw the cigarette into the ashtray. "Let's go."
Li Qiang nodded and quickly followed his boss.
...
Ling Jue picked out some neckties in Armani for a while. These neckties were pretty good, but she did not like them.
Perhaps it was because she thought of herself as a man, but she did not like the plain colors that matched her clothes.
She did not like the fancy colors.
Even though they were not for her, she still found it difficult.
After shopping around Armani, she felt that she might as well buy a small whip.
Just as she walked out of the shop, Li Qiang ran over and knelt in front of him with a bang.
Ling Jue's mouth twitched. What the hell was going on?
"Master Ling!" Li Qiang wanted to hug his thigh, but he was afraid that he would be kicked away. He could only shrink his neck weakly. "I'm asking for help."
"..." Ling Jue sighed and looked at Yue Chan, who was not far away. "I'm also looking for gifts for others. I've searched all these floors, but I haven't found anything suitable. Do you really think I can help you?"
Yue Chan walked over and nodded firmly. "Yes!"
Ling Jue's eyes twitched.
Yue Chan's eyes darted around. "Have you ever thought about it? Gifts aren't important at all. As long as you're there, you'll be able to make their birthday very happy."
Ling Jue frowned. "Then I can't help you."
As for Feng Yulin's side, she would definitely be there to give him a gift. She did not even know who the president's daughter was, so what did it have to do with her?
Yue Chan could not bring himself to put down his pride. However, when he thought of the little girl's spoiled appearance, he could only scratch his head. "But... She said she wants to see you."
He did not know why the little girl insisted on seeing Ling Jue.
Any random young celebrity or actor would do.
Why did it have to be Ling Jue?!
Ling Jue turned her head and glanced at him indifferently. "Does it have anything to do with me?"
After saying that, she turned around and headed for the elevator downstairs.
"Wait!" Yue Chan quickly ran up to stop him with a bitter look on his face. "Ling Jue, can you help me? Just treat it as attending a classmate's birthday party."