Translator: Paperplane Editor: Caron_

  She rubbed her chest non-stop for a long while before finally calming down.

  When she came out of the restroom and returned to the hall, He Jichen had already left the KTV stage. Instead, there was an actress and actor singing “Hiroshima Mon Amour” together.

  Ji Yi turned her gaze to find Tang Huahua and Bo He in front of the tall windows. She saw Han Zhifan and Chen Bai standing together with He Jichen.

  He had lost the rush of emotions he felt earlier when he was singing. Instead, he had his usual cold and proud look on.

  Chen Bai and Han Zhifan must be quite close because the two of them were chatting enthusiastically away as they revealed smiles on their faces every now and then. He Jichen looked like he wasn’t even listening to them. While they laughed away, his brows didn’t even flinch.

  There was a tall glass in his hands. Every now and then, he put it to his mouth as he held his majestically attractive stance.

  He seemed even more charismatic now than he was when he was young; he was calm yet had a sinister air about him. He was practically the most fatal poison for women…… As Ji Yi stared at He Jichen, she couldn’t help but secretly size up his body. He must’ve felt someone watching him as he turned his head in her direction.

  Ji Yi was afraid He Jichen would catch her gaze, so she hurriedly turned her eyes away and continued to look for Tang Huahua and Bo He.

  The corner of her eyes met He Jichen’s gaze by accident. It was just for a second, but Ji Yi’s breathing started to grow erratic.

  Ji Yi breathed hastily. She took a deep breath, then another, and when she finally found Tang Huahua and Bo He, she was able to breathe properly again.

  She rushed over to the two of them with a thought on her mind: how strange. Does He Jichen have the ability to cut off oxygen to my body? How come I randomly lose my breath whenever I see him tonight?

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  Tang Huahua and Bo He were personally invited by He Jichen to celebrate Ji Yi’s birthday with her, but they had to return to Beijing the next morning. Ji Yi was afraid to stay too long and make it hard for them to get up the next morning for their flight, so she escorted them back to their hotel at ten in the evening.

  After Ji Yi finished freshening up, she laid in bed. Tang Huahua went into the bathroom, and Bo He hid in the corridors, talking on the phone.

  Th only one left in the room was Ji Yi. She picked up her phone and glanced at the message she sent to “He Yuguang” half an hour ago. She still hadn’t received a reply. She casually opened Weibo and discovered that there was nothing much to see, so she put the phone down. Then she remembered that she hadn’t opened tonight’s birthday presents, so she climbed out of bed, ran over to the desk, and started to open the presents.

  Chen Bai gave her a sun hat that was popular online.

  Chen Weiwan gave her a model of something related to her story.

  Han Zhifan wasn’t close to her, but he gave her a present also. Capitalists are rich, so he bought her a set of expensive cosmetics……

  It wasn’t until she was about to finish opening all her presents when Ji Yi remembered that she still had a present in her bag. It was from He Jichen.

  She hastily pulled it out – it was a delicate, small blue box. Inside was a necklace with two of the same words engraved on the back: Ji.

  Ji? He Jichen is so weird. Why did he just have it engraved with “Ji” and not add “Yi”?

  Ji Yi was stroking the necklace with curiosity when she received a message on her phone. She ran over to her bedside and picked up her phone. “He Yuguang” finally replied to her: “Just finished with work. What are you doing?”


  “Opening presents,” replied Ji Yi honestly.

  As she said that, Ji Yi took a photo of the necklace in her hand and sent it to “He Yuguang.”