The whirlwind marriage alliance had, after rounds and rounds of ridicule and abuse towards the Ji Family, finally begun to settle down due to the male and female protagonists’ persistent silence.
One day, as Ji Weitian woke up and opened her webpage, she found that her na had finally dropped off the trending searches, and even Qin Nanyu’s na had plumted to the last row, on the verge of disappearing. Overwheld with excitent, she imdiately dialed Kali’s number.
"I’m finally alive again! No more walking on eggshells, even taking my daughter to the supermarket had to be so cautious, for fear of being discovered by Qin Nanyu’s admirers and having a bottle of sulfuric acid thrown in my face, so I’d stay away from their idol... Can you imagine that pain? My tender heart was traumatized!"
"I can’t imagine it, and all I know is that it’s the weekend, and you’re calling so early just to tell that you’ve finally disassociated yourself from Young Master Yu?" Kali replied weakly.
Qin Technology Group is so huge, that even just a branch requires several tis the workload of an ordinary company.
Kali, as a newly appointed official, already had an abundance of work for the handover. The group had recently assigned her an important client, a second-generation rich kid with lowbrow tastes. Having received him several tis, she barely held back the impulse to slam her high heels into his face, gritting her teeth to complete the reception process.
Too exhausted to even tease Ji Weitian any longer, Kali was already falling asleep with the phone in her hand before the conversation ended.
Hearing Ji Weitian’s voice, she woke up again.
On the other end of the line, a muffled voice said, "It’s not all because of Qin Nanyu, you see, it’s the weekend, and I was thinking of asking you if you’d like to have a delightful date where I take you, and you take the money, as a way to celebrate my survival from a disaster?"
Kali: "???"
Kali: "This is the first ti I’ve heard soone angling for a free al in such a refined and elegant way. I’m dead tired, I need to catch up on sleep today, go eat by yourself."
"Oh, co on, we’re sisters, just treat to a big al," Ji Weitian begged pitifully with the phone in her embrace.
"I’m out of money, this month’s salary hasn’t co yet, I can’t even support my daughter, if you don’t go, I can’t afford a feast."
"What did you say?" Kali was clearly stunned for several seconds.
She was about to question Ji Weitian about how a little rich woman, sitting on mountains of gold and silver, and even having an eight-figure savings in her daughter’s piggy bank, could co crying poverty to her when suddenly, Ji Weitian let out a cry and hurriedly dropped a sentence.
"I just rembered there’s sothing important I have to do today, can’t go out for a al, bye!"
Then she hung up on Kali, who was left with her complaints stuck in her throat.
anwhile, Ji Weitian sprang from her bed as if electrified, barefoot on one side, and hopped out of the bedroom.
She grabbed the small calendar on the living room TV cabinet, and sure enough, saw today’s date circled in red.
Above it, Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling had carefully written with a red crayon "earn small money". She even drew a pair of starry eyes behind the words, expressing her affection for the small money.
Today was the first day of the show’s recording...
Ji Weitian was still psyching herself up when suddenly, the door to the children’s room opened.
Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling, who had already brushed her teeth, washed her face, and changed into a new outfit, walked out with a little backpack on her back.
Seeing Ji Weitian stupefied in the living room, her little brows furrowed, "Mommy, how co you’re not dressed yet?"
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