Ji Mingqian raised his hand to pinch the center of his forehead, a clear look flickering in his eyes, "Alright, I'll handle it. Get in touch with me if needed."
"Don't forget the red envelope when you reach out," Ye Jiuliang chuckled dryly.
Ji Mingqian sneered, "Money-grubber."
Ending the call, Ji Mingqian looked up at the azure sky, a weight still sitting heavy in his heart.
He had been an orphan since childhood, unburdened by the usual ties, unlike Jiang Yisheng. If his family opposed, Ji Mingqian wasn't confident Jiang Yisheng would choose him.
He didn't want to make him struggle, but he couldn't just let go either. This matter was really distressing.
"Let's go."
A gentle voice sounded from behind, Ji Mingqian turned to meet his smiling eyes.
He was momentarily dazed, returning to his senses, his gaze landing on the bag he was holding, "Got everything?"
Jiang Yisheng nodded.
