âAuntie loves to tease me.â Meng Ziqi didnât expect Jin Lan to be so blunt. She shyly lowered her eyes, but couldnât help but lift them again, secretly glimpsing Jin Chenyeâs reaction from the corner of her eye.
âYou two chat; Iâm going to work.â Jin Chenye seemed not to have heard what Jin Lan said. His eyes flickered, and he walked straight past the two of them.
âYe!â
Meng Ziqiâs face stiffened, and she stunnedly watched his retreating figure, her hand reflexively clenching into a fist.
No matter what she did, he always found a way to ignore her presence.
Even without Qin Youxuan, was she still not enough?
âXuanâ¦â
Jin Chenye raised his head to find himself locked in a surprise encounter with Qin Youxuanâs gaze that she was too late to dodge.
âMr. Jin, good morning. Already discussing marriage so early, congratulations.â Qin Youxuan flashed an awkward look for just a second, then blandly spoke out, her small hand unconsciously clenched into a fist.
âYouâre congratulating me?â Jin Chenyeâs eyes tightened, a hint of pain flashing in their depths.
Just as Qin Youxuan was about to step forward, she took a step back.
She smiled, creating distance between them.
âMr. Jin is busy, I wonât bother him â goodbye.â Qin Youxuan pushed open the door to her office, quickly slipped inside, and firmly closed the door.
She walked briskly to the window, flung it open.
Leaning her hands on the windowsill, she took deep breaths.
How she wanted to say, âCould it not be Meng Ziqi?â
He could be with anyone else, just not Meng Ziqi.
Donât let her face the fact of being betrayed by her best friend, on top of losing her boyfriendâ¦
But in the end, all she said was congratulations.
Her hatred for Jin Lan overshadowed everything else; even if Meng Ziqi was added to the list, she wouldnât die.
With the help of the Meng family, Jin Chenye would soon emerge from the mediaâs censure. Before that happened, she must find a way to familiarize herself with the Qin Groupâs operations and become a truly eligible heir.
For half a month straight, all Qin Youxuan heard was either updates on the Qin Groupâs various collaboration projects or news of Jin Chenye and Meng Ziqiâs impending marriage.
Every day, half of the news page was filled with their information, as if they wanted the whole world to know.
Not just that, Meng Ziqi was frequently visiting the Qin Family, acting as if it was her own home.
Jin Lanâs smug satisfaction needed no mention; she flaunted it in front of Qin Youxuan daily, almost causing her to move out in frustration.
But the thought that she now held the inheritance rights to the Qin Group made her refrain. She wasnât the type to subject herself to losses. With a few pointed words, she could find Jin Lanâs weak spots, leading to spirited confrontations.
The only strange thing was the disappearance of Dan Hanjie.
For half a month, not only did he not show up, but he didnât even call.
It was entirely unlike the Big Devil who seemed to want to keep her tied to him at all times.
âAm I out of my mind? Iâve already entered the company, done the deed, weâre all squareâheâs not showing up anymore is a good thing!â Qin Youxuan sat at her office desk, talking to herself and looking at a line of documents.
She ran her hand through her hair. Despite a seemingly joyous occasion, something felt offâit felt strange.
âKnock knock knockââ
âCome in.â Qin Youxuan, after hearing the knocking, straightened up and crisply called out.
âMiss, these are the most recent collaboration cases, they need your review.â The assistant respectfully advanced and placed a few documents on her desk.
Qin Youxuan had entered the Qin Group as an heir, and learning the companyâs management was the most important thing. Qin Mo hadnât been harsh on her in this aspect; instead, he gave her the freedom to explore and learn.
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