Jiang Huai merely laughed at the matter, but in reality, he had already fallen too deep to recover. If given the chance, he might never choose to meet Ji Yu again.
Perhaps then, his heart wouldn't be so consumed by obsession.
Now his mind was entirely filled with thoughts of Ji Yu. No matter the time, he couldn't let go. "Mr. Fan, you should stop thinking about this so much. As long as I can make money for the company, isn't that good enough?"
"I just hope you can stay by my side and do well for yourself. Look at you, you're so clueless—sometimes I don't even know what to say to you." The old man shook his head, unable to understand some of Jiang Huai's past actions.
After all, he'd never encountered someone with a love-obsessed mind in his lifetime; Jiang Huai might be the first.
