Over the next week.
Yan Xianjue did not see Ji Xi at school.
After school, Zhou Ye asked Yan Xianjue somewhat uncomfortably, "Ji Xi didn't regret it and run off, did he?"
Their little two-person group had suddenly become four, and they had only just gotten used to having four people.
Then, after attending Ji the Old Master's banquet, they had suddenly gone back to two.
Zhou Ye felt uncomfortable all over.
After holding it in for over a week, he finally could not resist asking.
Two days ago, Yan Xianjue had already noticed that Zhou Ye kept looking like he wanted to say something but was holding back.
He had thought Zhou Ye would endure it for a while longer.
Instead, he asked such a question.
Yan Xianjue rolled his eyes speechlessly. "How is that possible?"
Zhou Ye pursed his lips. "He's not some poor student anymore. He's the young master of the Ji Household who was lost outside."
Even if he was only a grandson through marriage, the newly appointed person in power was still his maternal uncle.
Yan Xianjue shook his head.
Ji Xi was a clearheaded person.
He would not be blinded by sudden wealth just because his identity had changed.
Even if Ji Xi truly no longer wanted to work for him for free in the future.
Yan Xianjue believed that Ji Xi would offer corresponding benefits in exchange.
Just as he had when he first approached him.
Rather than rashly choosing to offend him.
Otherwise, if they were both in the social circles of Qianhai City in the future, did Ji Xi still intend to get by?
He might not trust Ji Xi's character, but he trusted the Yan Household's influence in Qianhai City.
Besides, although Ji Xi had not come to school these