Chapter 56: Chapter 56: How Could He Possibly Forgive You

“Ji Tingyang, do you have time recently? I’d like to meet and talk with you,”

Wen Li hesitated for a long while before sending the text message to Ji Tingyang.

She had already sent four or five messages to Ji Tingyang in the past few days and had received no reply, not a trace of a response.

In the past, her messages were almost instantly replied to.

Wen Li sighed, ready to give up contacting him, when her father’s messages popped up on her screen one after another.

[Lil’ Li, have you made up with President Ji? The day for department layoffs is approaching, and I’m feeling quite uneasy.]

The department where Father Wen worked was performing poorly, and the leadership, aiming to improve performance, planned to lay off the employees with the worst performance next month.

A month went by, and Father Wen’s performance was still at the bottom, facing a layoff crisis. That was when Father Wen encountered Ji Tingyang at the company’s building and cheerfully approached to greet him, hoping he would look out for him because of his daughter.

But Ji Tingyang couldn’t even remember who he was, his face frightful in its coldness: “I don’t know you.”

The smile on Father Wen’s face froze: “President Ji, it seems the great often forget things. I’m Wen Li’s father.”

Ji Tingyang’s brows slightly raised as if he remembered, but he still ignored him and remained silent.

Having no choice, Father Wen continued, thick-faced, “President Ji, the department is laying off people soon, and my performance this month isn’t great… um, could you possibly speak to the director? I will definitely work harder next month!”

“It’s not convenient to interfere with department decisions,” responded Ji Tingyang without even a token pleasantry, and he went straight into his exclusive elevator and left.

Father Wen felt his heart sink and immediately called Wen Li, only then learning that she had moved out of the Ji family’s home.

Moving out, doesn’t that suggest a break-up with Ji Tingyang?

If it were before, with Ji Tingyang supporting her from behind, she wouldn’t even be considered for layoffs.

Father Wen was furious.

[Hurry up and apologize to Ji Tingyang, make up with him! Do you hear me!]

The urging messages kept coming relentlessly, like death summons, making Wen Li so irritated that she turned off her phone.

However, he was the father who had raised her for twenty years; she couldn’t just ignore him. Clenching her teeth, she got up and left her dormitory.

As night fell, the city lit up with unpredictable neon lights, illuminating every corner; the streets were noisy and lively, awash with the blaze of lights and the clink of glasses.

Wen Li arrived at an entertainment club, carefully avoiding drunken patrons, trying to find Ji Tingyang here.

She had heard that Ji Tingyang would be entertaining here tonight and decided to try her luck.

Now she was unable to enter Ji’s company or family houses, and with no replies to her messages or calls, she had no choice but to resort to this method.

Wen Li peered through the glass of the private room’s door, trying to spot Ji Tingyang.

“Wen Li?”

After checking three or four private rooms, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind her.

Wen Li turned around and saw Xu Wei holding a man’s arm, her face full of surprise as she looked at her.

The man by Xu Wei’s side looked somewhat familiar; he was the intermediary Xu Wei recommended the last time she divulged Ji’s secrets.

“What are you doing here?” Xu Wei asked.

Seeing a familiar face, Wen Li’s face lit up with joy, and she stepped forward to grab her hand, “I’m here to find Ji Tingyang, do you know which private room he’s in?”

“Look for him? You two made up?” Xu Wei’s expression was odd.

“No…”

Xu Wei laughed scornfully, “I thought so, you stole Ji’s secrets, how could he possibly forgive you? I almost thought his love-blinded brain was beyond saving.”

Her words were full of mockery.

Wen Li was confused and couldn’t understand her meanining, and said blankly, “I…I will apologize to him, beg for his forgiveness….”

“Well then, good luck with that,” Xu Wei laughed, so hard that tears came out.

“You…can you help me, ask him which private room he’s in?” Wen Li stammered.

“Why should I help you?” Xu Wei’s tone turned suddenly cold.

Wen Li had never heard her speak with such coldness, and nervously clutched the hem of her clothing, “I…aren’t we good friends?”

“Wen Li, grow a brain, don’t just blindly trust what people say.” Xu Wei laughed so hard her body shook, “I was lying to you all along.”

Wen Li’s mind went blank, staring at her in shock, “Why?”

“To make you willingly steal Ji Tingyang’s documents,” Xu Wei fiddled with her purse, “Thanks to you, look at how my boyfriend has been promoted and made money. He even bought me lots of clothes and purses.”

The man beside her laughed as well, pinching Xu Wei’s waist, “You’re the clever one, baby.”

Seeing this, Wen Li finally realized she had been used by Xu Wei.

She had foolishly thought Xu Wei genuinely agreed with her ideas and wanted to be good friends.

Her eyes reddened, and she murmured, “Why deceive me….”

Xu Wei stepped forward, leaned down to her ear and said with disgust, “I hate your holier-than-thou attitude the most. You say money isn’t important, putting on a miserable act, screaming about leaving Ji Tingyang for Xiao Yu. But what happened? Ji Tingyang dumped you, and you scurried right back to him.”

“Were you hoping to leech off his money, have him keep supporting you?”

“I…I…” Wen Li’s mind was in turmoil, trying to deny her words, “It was my family forcing me… I didn’t want to…”

“When Ji Tingyang pressured you, you were ready to die resisting; how come you are so compliant now that your family is pressuring you? Where is your courage to fight back like you did initially?” Xu Wei mocked.

Wen Li opened her mouth but couldn’t say a word, just kept repeating, “It’s not like that, it’s not like that….”

Her tears fell like broken pearls, her frail shoulders trembling with sobs, pitifully.

Passing by, a sympathetic man approached Wen Li, asking if someone had bullied her, his disapproving gaze fixed on Xu Wei.

Xu Wei flashed a look of disdain and waved for the staff, “What kind of job are you doing? This woman doesn’t even have VIP access, how could you let her in?”

Wen Li had followed another man inside, and the staff thought they were together, so they hadn’t checked if Wen Li had VIP access.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Hearing Xu Wei’s complaint, they sprang into action, waving their batons to escort her out.

But the man intervened on her behalf, offering his own VIP membership to allow her to stay.

In the midst of the commotion, Wen Li suddenly heard someone call out “President Ji.”

She followed the voice, and there was Ji Tingyang, dressed in a white shirt neatly tucked into crisp suit trousers, standing upright with his noble demeanor enhanced by his calm expression, walking step by step towards her.

Wen Li froze in place, her expression uneasy, her heart tightened, yet a faint hope arose.

Was he there for her?