Ji Yu was completely unaware of this matter.
Rarely having ti to rest, she decided to go shopping with Feng Qinqin instead.
"Yuyu, why do you seem so down today?"
Having been Ji Yu’s closest friend for so many years, how could Feng Qinqin not notice Ji Yu’s mood?
Ji Yu shook her head, indicating that there was nothing worth dwelling on. "It’s nothing."
She just needed so ti to clear her mind.
"Did you have a fight with Gu Qixiao? The way you look really makes think so."
Feng Qinqin glanced at Ji Yu inquisitively, hoping for a confirmation.
Ji Yu froze for a mont, thinking about what happened last night. "We didn’t fight, just a bit of unpleasantness."
"No way. You rejected him, yet you say there’s been no unpleasantness between you two? What could possibly feel worse than that?"
She found the whole situation extraordinarily curious.
But Ji Yu didn’t quite know how to explain.
"Yuyu, let’s find a nice place to eat. We can talk through this, and I’ll help you figure it out. Maybe then you won’t have to stress over it anymore."
"I’m not stressing," Ji Yu insisted stubbornly, though her companion effortlessly saw through her façade.
"The way you’re acting now clearly shows you have sothing on your mind." Feng Qinqin was more convinced than ever.
Ji Yu, left with no choice, allowed herself to be dragged to a restaurant.
Feng Qinqin quickly ordered several dishes that Ji Yu liked.
Then, she waited intently for Ji Yu’s "story ti."
"Co on, spill it. Maybe talking about it will make you feel better."
Realizing that it would only be with Feng Qinqin that she could talk openly, Ji Yu admitted, "Honestly, I found out about Song Xuan’s attempted suicide last night. It was Gu Qixiao who told ."
"So, he wants to take care of Song Xuan, and because of that, he wants to break things off with you? No, that’s not right. Knowing your personality, if he said sothing like that, he wouldn’t stand a chance, would he?"
"No." Ji Yu rubbed her temples, feeling helpless about how well Feng Qinqin understood her.
"I told him to be with Song Xuan and stop entangling with , thinking it was the best solution. But he didn’t seem interested in my suggestion. He hasn’t even ssaged today."
She didn’t know how to make it sound less strange.
Feng Qinqin’s jaw dropped. She seed genuinely shocked that her friend could say such a thing.
"That’s a bit harsh, Yuyu. He really likes you, and you said sothing that hurt him like that? Besides, Gu Qixiao may be a bit dense, but he’s been pretty good to you, hasn’t he?"
Even if the relationship had its problems, there was always the chance for happiness later on.
Ji Yu couldn’t respond. Perhaps there really was so inner conflict here. "I was just pointing out the optimal solution, that’s all."
"But this ’optimal solution’ benefits neither of you! If I were Gu Qixiao, I’d probably be furious too."
Feng Qinqin made an exaggerated face at her, almost as though scolding her.
Ji Yu felt cornered. "But do you think Gu can handle Song Xuan’s situation?"
If Song Xuan kept resorting to such tactics, would he always feel obligated to intervene? Such a life would only grow more suffocating. That’s why Ji Yu thought cutting cleanly was the better choice.
"You have a point. Song Xuan’s brother once saved his life, so there’s no way he could just ignore her."
In the end, it was an unsolvable problem. Perhaps letting things end was better.
At least Ji Yu disliked being stuck in such dilemmas.
"Alright, I won’t try to persuade you anymore. What you’re saying makes a lot of sense, actually."
Feng Qinqin was gradually convinced by her reasoning. If it had been her in Ji Yu’s shoes, she probably couldn’t stand it either.
"Do whatever makes you happy."
All she wished for was Ji Yu’s happiness.
Ji Yu smiled faintly. "Forget it, I’ll stop obsessing over these things."
Unnecessary worry wouldn’t change anything; the end result would only ever be disappointnt.
The two of them maintained a casual attitude, completely unaware that Ji Lin had already returned ho to complain tearfully about how Ji Yu wasn’t helping her.
"Uncle, to be honest, our family can’t hold on any longer. We’re relying on this deal to survive. I only ca to Yu because I know she’s close with President Gu, hoping she could give us a hand."
But by this point, things had escalated to a level beyond control.
Madam Ji, surveying the situation, felt similarly helpless. "Lin, we understand that you’re anxious, but even so, you can’t expect Yu to play matchmaker for you. She might not even like Gu that much."
If she didn’t like him and ended up owing him a favor, wouldn’t that put Ji Yu in a difficult position?
They understood this much clearly.
Ji Yuanzhou snorted coldly. "Are you sure you’re seeking cooperation with Gu Qixiao? It looks to like you’re trying to get closer to him romantically."
He had long seen through Ji Lin’s intentions. Any man would be able to tell what she was up to, and thankfully, Gu Qixiao had handled things decently so far without any major issues.
Ji Lin’s face went pale, then flushed—quite a dramatic reaction.
When Ji Yu and Feng Qinqin returned, they walked into this very scene.
"What’s going on, Cousin?"
"She went to the Gu family and got kicked out. Now she’s here blaming you for it. Honestly, I have no idea what she’s thinking." Ji Yuanzhou didn’t mince his words.
From the start, he had known Ji Lin was up to no good. And now there was no way he’d support her.
Ji Yu raised an eyebrow, surprise flickering on her delicate face. "So Cousin seems quite eager to et with President Gu. Too bad, though; we’re not as close as you might think."
It was her own fault, after all.
Most people would already be mortified at such humiliation.
But Ji Lin was not like most people.
Instead, she turned to Ji Yu’s parents, crying once more. "Uncle, Aunt, would you really watch as our family collapses like this? I promise I an no harm."
She cried daintily, with an air of genuine grief.
Unfortunately, Ji Yu’s parents were well aware of who deserved their trust and care.
The whole scene was rather awkward to witness.
"Lin, stop crying. Why don’t you start by showing us the proposal? Maybe we can review it and suggest other companies to approach. That might help you weather this crisis."
The two elders could only offer such practical advice.
But Ji Lin froze. The docunt she had was tailored specifically for Gu Qixiao, so obviously she couldn’t show it to Ji Yu’s parents.
"I already gave it to President Gu earlier. I’m not sure if he’ll look at it, which is why I was hoping Yu could put in a good word for ."
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