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Ji Yao heaved a sigh of relief when she heard him say that.
"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Xu. I will take a look myself when the time comes, and if I need your recommendation, I will certainly come to you."
Her words were neither acceptance nor rejection, ambiguous and vague to others, but to Xu Ye, they were just perfect.
He could tell that the words Ji Yao said to him were sincere, because if Ji Yao had readily agreed, he would have thought it was just a facade of enthusiasm she was showing to him.
But if Ji Yao had outright refused, he would have felt that she had never considered him a friend in her heart.
In that moment, the sunlight spilled through the window, and Xu Ye felt an unprecedented warmth.
Elsewhere.
Lu Jincheng returned home, his first priority to check on his mother's wound.
But what he saw was his mother sitting there as if nothing was wrong, even waving to him when she saw Lu Jincheng come in, which caused Lu Jincheng's brows to furrow tightly.
