Chapter 115: Chapter 115 - 115 "I’m not a love-brained person.

Ji Yuqiao searched the mall twice, but she did not see Ji Tingyang, leaving in the end without any results.

On her way back to school, she took out her phone and sent a message to Ji Zeqiu.

Raining Qiao: “Have you seen big brother’s new love interest?”

After waiting for a good fifteen minutes, Ji Zeqiu finally had a chance to reply after wrapping up his chores.@@novelbin@@

Qiu: “What new love interest?”

Raining Qiao: “I saw him shopping with another woman today, there must be a new romance!”

Qiu: “What did that woman look like?”

Raining Qiao: “I’m not sure, but just from her silhouette, she looked quite attractive.”

The woman’s silhouette was graceful and captivating, her jet-black hair brushing past her waist, sketching out an enchanting curve, exuding a subtle and gentle beauty.

With just a brief glance, Ji Yuqiao felt she was stunning.

Ji Zeqiu looked at the message, his eyebrows slightly raised.

If Ji Tingyang really had a new romantic interest, wouldn’t that mean no one would fight him for their mother’s attention?

Feeling a bit excited at the thought, his typing speed increased a notch.

Qiu: “You go and investigate.”

Raining Qiao: “…I don’t want to.”

In Ji Yuqiao’s heart, Ji Tingyang was the strictest of family heads, always displaying a gloomy face as if everyone owed him eight hundred million.

Ji Yuqiao certainly wasn’t eager to ask for trouble.

As if afraid that Ji Zeqiu would urge her to inquire, she pocketed her phone and ignored the subsequent messages from him.

She grumbled all the way back to school.

With one week left until the city competition, teachers urgently told students to use their free time for self-study in the classroom.

Ji Yuqiao arrived at the classroom as usual, but paused when she saw Wen Li sitting next to Xiao Yu.

Because Ji Tingyang’s situation had occupied her attention, she just now realized, belatedly remembering Wen Li’s social media post, that they had actually spent the whole day together.

A sudden indescribable displeasure surged in Ji Yuqiao’s heart, though she had to maintain an indifferent facade.

She chose a seat not far from Xiao Yu with a cold expression on her face.

Xiao Yu was chatting with Wen Li, completely unaware of Ji Yuqiao’s presence.

“I’ve been focusing on preparing for the competition and also dealing with a lot of work at the studio, I’ve neglected you…”

A flicker of regret crossed his features.

“It’s okay, whenever I’m free, I’ll come to the classroom and accompany you in class,” Wen Li said with a light smile, lifting her lips, “Don’t rush with the studio; I believe you will be successful.”

“Thank you for your support,” said Xiao Yu with a smile.

Ji Yuqiao jabbed the pen she held fiercely into the paper, pursing her lips and huffing to herself.

She had wished for Xiao Yu’s studio to be successful before, so why didn’t he thank her?

Xiao Yu’s voice carried over intermittently, “The studio has just started recently. Besides looking for projects, we also need to find investors, we…”

Find investors?

Ji Yuqiao suddenly had an idea.

“I want to sell all my bags and invest in his studio!” The next day, Ji Yuqiao immediately shared this plan with Lin Xu.

Lin Xu was her strategist, and her good friend, so whenever she had any idea, she liked to ask Lin Xu for advice.

Lin Xu was shocked, “Do you know how much money it takes to invest in a studio? The money from selling your bags won’t be nearly enough.”

So I might as well give up.

However, before Lin Xu could voice her words of dissuasion, she heard her resolute speech.

“I still have a little spending money left from my brother,” Ji Yuqiao pondered and resolutely decided to hand over her savings, “If that’s still not enough, then I’ll ask my brother.”

On the other end of the phone, Lin Xu was silent for a moment before saying to her, “Take a look at the message I just sent you on WeChat.”

A message?

Ji Yuqiao took her phone away from her ear, opened WeChat with confusion,

and saw several pieces of news forwarded by Lin Xu.

[Getting back two million, “love-struck” beware!]

[Blinded by love, rich young lady spends a fortune for love, ends up swindled of all her wealth!]

“…” After reading these news headlines, Ji Yuqiao silently protested, “I’m not love-struck.”

Xiao Yu didn’t want her money, and everything about the investment was her own volition.

Moreover, Xiao Yu was so capable, his studio was bound to grow and develop; when the time came, her investment would even yield dividend returns, which was a totally beneficial investment with no harm.

The more Ji Yuqiao thought about it, the more she felt her decision to invest was absolutely right.

“The love-struck never admit they are love-struck,” Lin Xu shook her head helplessly, “Calm down, don’t be so impulsive.”

“I am very calm,” Ji Yuqiao retorted, mouth pouted in slight guilt.

“Then can you tell me why you like that boy?” Lin Xu only knew that she was particularly persistent about the boy but didn’t know why.

Recalling her first encounter with Xiao Yu, Ji Yuqiao’s eyes suddenly sparkled with joy.

Back then, the Ji Family was filled with a cold, oppressive atmosphere day in and day out, distant and indifferent.

Ji Tingyang and Ji Zeqiu were always quarreling over Wen Li, and their relationship, once harmonious, had gradually deteriorated.

One time, on a whim, Ji Yuqiao wanted to cook for her two brothers. Due to her lack of skills, she cut her finger with the kitchen knife.

Ji Yuqiao, with teary eyes, held up her finger and went to seek comfort from Ji Tingyang. After searching the villa, she finally found the two brothers in the study.

“Brother, my finger…”

No sooner had Ji Yuqiao stepped into the study than the violent argument between the two brothers suddenly erupted.

“Ji Tingyang, she said she didn’t like you at all; stop going crazy!” Ji Zeqiu gritted his teeth.

“As long as she’s here, what does that matter,” Ji Tingyang replied with icy eyes.

“Do you know the consequences if you keep this up?”

“No matter the consequences, I don’t care. But you, being so proactive, do you think that will make her like you?”

“You!”

Their argument had reached an uncontrollable level, with every word uttered sharp as a dagger, repeatedly stabbing into the other’s heart. Each accusation and mockery became a blade, severing their bond cut by cut.

Their heated dispute utterly ignored Ji Yuqiao’s presence.

This wasn’t their first fight.

Each intense argument made Ji Yuqiao feel oppressed and suffocated, unable to bear their relationship becoming so adversarial.

Her eyes suddenly reddened, and she turned to flee the villa, haphazardly running through the drizzly rain.

When she came to her senses, she had no idea where she was.

A sense of overwhelming powerlessness spread through her chest, and she suddenly collapsed, crouching down as tears fell like pearls off a string, her shoulders trembling as if immersed in endless sorrow.

And it was at this moment that Ji Yuqiao met Xiao Yu.