C7

Just as Ji Xinqing was feeling uncomfortable, a small person walked in from outside.

It was Meng Shan.

Ji Xinqing forced a smile as she squatted down to look at her, "What's the matter, Little Appearance? Why are you here?"

Meng Yangshan maintained his wooden expression and remained silent. However, his gaze was fixated on the data paper that Ji Xinqing had placed on the bed.

Yang Qi's phone also rang.

"Little Dong Shan, be good. Mom will go pick up the phone first."

Ji Xinqing walked to the balcony and picked up the phone.

The contents of Yang Qi's report were still related to the funding of "Starry Sky".

As Ji Xinqing recalled the words that Meng Qin had read, she knew that the Meng Clan's road was impassable.

"Qi Qi, how about this, I still have some money on me. I'll call your card when I have the time, you should take it as an emergency first." Ji Xinqing frowned before she said, "Let me think of a way to get the funds."

"Alright, guild leader."

After hanging up, Ji Xinqing returned to her bedroom and found that Meng Yangshan had walked over to her bed and was staring at the piece of data paper on her bed.

Ji Xinqing smiled lovingly, not taking it seriously.

Around one in the afternoon, Ji Xinqing came to the bank to transfer money.

The sunlight was glaring. As Ji Xinqing walked out of the bank, she suddenly felt empty.

There was a problem with her career, but she didn't have her husband's support.

Ji Xinqing was walking dejectedly on the street.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Ji Xinqing finally stopped.

Looking up, the four words "Ten Li Gallery" were exceptionally eye-catching under the sunlight.

Ji Xinqing narrowed her eyes. She remembered that her good friend, Bai Ran, worked here.

Why did he come here?

Ji Xinqing gave a self-deprecating smile. However, since she was already here, she decided to go in and see her old friend.

The moment Ji Xinqing walked in, she saw a woman introducing a painting on the wall to a customer.

The woman's figure was slender and tall, and her face was towards the sky, surpassing even her heavy makeup.

That was Bai Ran, Ji Xinqing's best friend from her university days.

Ji Xinqing smiled as she walked over, "Little Ran."

Bai Ran was obviously surprised to see her. She quickly handed over her work and brought Ji Xinqing to a nearby café.

The waiter quickly brought the coffee over.

Bai Ran thanked the waiter and smiled at Ji Xinqing, "Xinqing, why are you free to come to my place today?"

Ji Xinqing lowered her head and took a sip of her coffee. She glanced outside the window before replying, "I came to the bank because I have something to do. I thought that you were nearby, so I came to see you."

"Come on, Ji Xinqing, do you think I don't know you? Look at your absent-minded look."

Bai Ran's words pierced through Ji Xinqing's thoughts, "Tell me, why are you looking for me?"

When they were in university, the two of them were close friends that could talk about anything.

The disappointment in Ji Xinqing's heart exploded, but she did not know how to start.

Bai Ran added, "Is it because of Little Appearance? She still won't call you 'Mama'? "

That wasn't the main reason, but it still hurt Ji Xinqing's heart.

Ji Xinqing's eyes turned red from the shock of her family and career.

She spoke with a hoarse voice, "Little Ran …"

Ji Xinqing told Bai Ran everything that Meng Qin Guan had told her.

Of course, she skipped photos and perfumes.

Bai Ran had a violent temper. She slammed the table in anger, then spoke up resentfully, "Ji Xinqing, just treat what Meng Qin reads as! Do you know there's a word in this world for a couple to share property with? Give him back the Meng Family's money, why didn't you scold him?! Do you know that he's called 'selfish'?! "

Ji Xinqing moved her lower lip, but in the end, she did not say anything.

The more he looked at her, the angrier Bai Ran became.

"Ji Xinqing, can you be a little more promising!?"

Bai Ran's voice became louder and louder, causing the surrounding people to be displeased.

After the waiter came over to remind her, Bai Ran calmed down a little, lowered her voice and said to Ji Xinqing, "Xinqing, let me tell you, you still have to continue working as a 'Starry Night' organization. You've persisted for three years already, how can you just close because of money?"

She eased her expression and said, "It just so happens that I just paid her the day before yesterday. You should first take my money to save her."

After saying that, she took out a card from her bag and handed it to Ji Xinqing, "The password is my birthday."

Looking at the card on the table, Ji Xinqing thought of Meng Qin Guan's merciless rejection.

Her heart warmed up a lot, but she still returned the card to Bai Ran, "It's alright, Little Ran. I still have some money here, I can still hold on for a little longer."

After pausing for a moment, she smiled and said, "I'll think of a way to deal with the matter of the money. The capital is so big, how could I not find an investor?"

The two chatted for a while.

Later, Bai Ran was pushed back to work by a phone call.

Ji Xinqing finished her coffee and left as well.

However, just as she finished paying the bill, she received another call from Yang Qi.

Ji Xinqing came out of the café and answered the phone.

"Kiki, did you get my remittance?"

Yang Qi's voice sounded quite excited, "I received it, President. But President, I've sent it back to you."

Ji Xinqing frowned in puzzlement, "Why did you transfer it to me again?"

"President, just now, a gentleman called and said that he would like to invest, but he requested to see you now."

Ji Xinqing was stunned before she asked happily, "Really? Give me the address and I'll be there. "

"..."

He took a taxi to the address Yang Qi told him about and Ji Xinqing got off the car.

She then raised her gaze to look at the three words written on the top of her head.

Red Tree House.

This was a famous tea house in the imperial city.

The merchants in Ji Xinqing's memory all had an aura of the secular world.

She had never expected that the gentleman Yang Qi spoke of would decide to find an address in a teahouse.

Standing at the door, Ji Xinqing could smell a burst of bitter fragrance from far away.

She went into the redwood house.

As soon as she entered, a waiter came over.

The waiter seemed to recognize her. He bent down and made a "please" gesture, then opened his mouth, "Miss Ji, this way please."

Ji Xinqing was given a fright, but she soon calmed down.

The one who came to the Red Tree House was either rich or noble. She was the president of Starry Night. That mister must have investigated her beforehand.

Ji Xinqing nodded in agreement.

She followed the waiter deeper into the redwood house.

One by one, the winding corridors were intricately connected. Ji Xinqing followed the waiter closely, afraid that she would lose her way.

They stopped in front of a large glass door.

Ji Xinqing saw the man inside through the glass door.

The man casually wore a white shirt. In the dense fog, he lowered his head to fiddle with the tea set on the table.

He sat there with an indifferent expression, but his posture was calm and graceful.

Ji Xinqing followed the man's slender fingers and saw his face. His facial features were so stunning that it looked like he came out of a painting.

Ji Xinqing's pupils immediately shrunk.

It was him!

The man who gave her the lift that night!

The waiter took another step forward, "Young Master, Miss Ji has arrived."

Young master?

Ji Xinqing was stunned. Suddenly, an incredulous name flashed across her mind.

The young master of the imperial capital's Tang Clan, Tang Jinyao!

That godlike man!