Ji Lingyun was at the Ji Group Headquarters, his face rugged, and his thick eyebrows slightly furrowed, "What's wrong with Tiantian?"
Hearing Ji Qilin repeat Ji Tian's strange words and behaviors, his brows relaxed, "We can't give her the gold from the floor, but she can pick from the counters. I'll have someone send a hundred necklaces for her to choose from later."
After hanging up the phone, Ji Lingyun resumed work.
At home, Ji Tian nearly spat out her coconut juice, as a hundred sparkling necklaces lined up before her eyes.
Tears unceremoniously streamed down from the corners of her mouth as Ji Qilin wore a gentle smile, "Pick one, or you can keep them all if you like."
Wandering in front of the hundred gold necklaces, Ji Tian finally nodded somberly, "I'll keep them all."
Ji Qilin looked at her with a pained expression in his eyes, huh, his little sister really must be in need of money, just too embarrassed to ask. The next second, he directly transferred one million to her via his phone.
Hearing the notification of the funds arriving, Ji Tian trembled as she opened her phone. The string of zeros made her head spin, for the former her was just a poor dog with only a four-digit balance, not a single digit more.
Now, with a full seven digits, she had jumped up three levels all at once, accomplishing a qualitative leap.
Her gaze towards Ji Qilin was as if she was looking upon her reborn parents, "Big brother, I will definitely repay you in the future!"
The promise was made; whether she could fulfill it, that would be addressed in time.
Ji Qilin was amused by Ji Tian's humor and stretched out a hand to ruffle her hair, "Silly girl, as long as you're happy, come to your brother if you ever need money."
Ji Qilin had work to attend to at the medical research institute and didn't stay at home long before he left.
Ji Tian chose the thickest gold necklace to wear around her neck and admired herself in the mirror contentedly before she began to call the system again.
Her second brother was so kind; how could he end up with disabled legs?
She had to inquire if there was any way to save him.
But from seven o'clock, she started calling until half-past eleven when she was nearly asleep.
It was then that the King of Competition's voice lazily emerged from her consciousness: "What is it?"
Ji Tian: "…"
Could you possibly be any later?
She had waited for over four hours, and with some difficulty in expressing her frustration, she asked, "Did you go take a dump?"
The King of Competition's voice was slow again, dragging the end of its words, "Systems don't have physiological needs. I just went to take a bath, had a short circuit repaired, and now it's almost midnight. I'm going to sleep."
This system was the most self-regulated and incompetent one she had ever seen. She herself wouldn't stick to a strict midnight bedtime, and yet it spoke as if it was a given.
Ji Tian cut to the chase, "Is there any way to change the plot?"
"Nope."
"Not even a little bit??!"
"Nope."
"So, the characters in the story will follow the direction of the plot? There won't be any slip-ups?"
"Correct."
Ji Tian: "…"
This thing is really not willing to say an extra word, huh.
Ji Tian raised her head to look at the luxurious chandelier, feeling like her crystalline tears were about to flow, "Then what should I do? I really don't want to go to jail! Wuuuuh, maybe I should continue studying law. Who knows, I might be able to help myself once I'm in."
King of Competition: "Struggling is worse than giving in. Think about it, you have five years to live it up. Doesn't that thought make you feel a lot happier?"
Ji Tian: "…"
Is this happiness? It's clearly torture for her.
"By the way, what did you mean by 'luck value' today?"
[Luck value… ah, it's midnight, sleep, we'll talk tomorrow.]
Ji Tian: "???"
"Hey? King of Competition? Are you still alive? King of Competition!!!!!"
No matter how she called out, that trashy system simply didn't reappear. Ji Tian felt a heart attack coming on, infuriated by the King of Competition; she was determined to report it for willful negligence.
Before going to bed, Ji Tian thought of Qin Jiangsheng again and quickly pushed him out of her mind, but in the middle of the night, she sat bolt upright in bed.
She remembered, he wasn't just cannon fodder.
Qin Jiangsheng was clearly the ultimate antagonist in this book, constantly tripping up the male protagonist!
That sinister man who tormented Bai Tingyu to the brink of death, who never left others a way out in his words and actions, to provoke him was to provoke the King of Hell.
In the end, the Bai Family was almost brought down by him; if it weren't for Bai Tingyu's male protagonist aura, it would be uncertain who would be in charge of the Bai Family in the future.
But now, he was just a boy ridiculed and experienced the world's cold indifference.
Ji Tian's gaze turned empty, her heart ashen: "I really deserve to die! I tore the clothes of the antagonist boss, and I embarrassed him today! I'm not human! I've been too beastly."
Ji Tian could imagine that she might not even have to wait for a prison life five years later; she might be sent to the guillotine by Qin Jiangsheng first.
Ji Tian tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep well.
In the morning, with dark circles under her eyes, she woke up to find Aunt Wang bringing her a colorful array of skirts; Ji Tian picked a white one.
As she left, she asked, "Where's my third brother? Is he still home?"
"The Third Young Master just left not long ago. Miss, do you want him to wait for you?"
Ji Tian hurriedly waved her hand: "No need, no need, I was just asking. You go ahead, my stomach hurts a little, come back later."
After seeing Aunt Wang off, Ji Tian guiltily ran to Ji Weinan's room and rummaged through his closets for a white T-shirt.
She wanted to make up for yesterday's mistake, to compensate him with a shirt.
Ji Weinan had many clothes, all a bunch of odd and strange-looking non-mainstream clothes; there were few whites.
She only found one at the very bottom, and it was new. Ji Weinan was about the same height as Qin Jiangsheng, though Qin Jiangsheng was a bit more slender.
Rounding up, it wasn't too different.
Ji Tian hastily stuffed her third brother's shirt into her backpack, hung a gold chain around her neck, and after hastily eating breakfast, she headed to school.
At the school gates, she looked around anxiously, afraid of missing Qin Jiangsheng, but luck was on her side, she saw him blending into the crowd entering the school.
Ji Tian didn't care about being ladylike at that moment, she pushed through the crowd towards him. She intended to run right up to him and stop him, but she didn't know which little brat tripped her; she stumbled, reached out, and grabbed onto something stable, her head knocking into his back.
There was another "crack" sound, and Ji Tian's heart skipped a beat. Her hands slid down, pulling on the hem of his shirt, and she froze, not daring to move.
Everything around seemed silent, and Ji Tian heard the sound of heading to the guillotine, chilling to the bone: "How long are you going to pull on it?"
Ji Tian was close to tears. She let go, straightened up, and looked up to meet Qin Jiangsheng's very light eyes, which were full of indifference, looking at her as if she were a dead person.
He was wearing a gray jacket today, and because she pulled on it forcefully, the shoulder seams came apart, revealing the white shirt underneath.
Great, just great. Yesterday, he wore only one shirt, and today, he wore two.
She had successfully made herself remembered with resentment.
Ji Tian sniffled, her eyes wet, and she looked at him cautiously, venturing, "Wearing so much, are you troubled?"