In fact, Xia Xiaochong still underestimated Ji Yang.
Ji Yang's expression remained calm, making it difficult to gauge his emotions...
So, it's Xia Xiaochong who was anxious.
Damn it...
What exactly does this flashy old man want?
Clearly, he makes time, stays up late handling work to help me with tutoring.
It's a lie to say he doesn't care about me.
Although... he uses responsibility as the reason.
In Xia Xiaochong's view, only marriage and such things involve responsibility.
"Well, congratulations in advance."
Ji Yang spoke indifferently, but the fingers holding the chopsticks slowly tightened, turning pale.
Xia Xiaochong: "..."
Congratulations, my ass.
In Xia Xiaochong's heart, there was nothing but disdain for Ji Yang, and she was already gritting her teeth.
"I'm full, I'll head back first..."
"I'll see you off."
"No need, I'll walk... helps digestion..."
Ji Yang: "..."
"Because I'm already full from anger..."
Ji Yang: "..."
