Ji Yanzhi froze for a moment at those words. Then his heart began racing in his chest, like a tireless butterfly fluttering up and down.
"Are you... are you admitting you favor me?"
Ji Ting looked back at him and admitted it without hesitation. "Yes."
Their eyes met. Warmth flooded Ji Yanzhi's chest, yet a wry smile slipped onto his face. "And you still say you're rigid and boring?"
What dull person would keep saying things that made someone's heart race like this? And Ji Ear always looked so serious about it, leaving no sense of being sweet-talked or deceived, only the feeling that he truly was someone Ji Ear treasured.
Ji Ting didn't quite understand. He blinked and said, "But I really am."
Ji Yanzhi sighed helplessly, lifting his hand slightly before letting it fall again. "All right. Whatever you say."
His warm, damp palms gripped the steering wheel. He feared that if he didn't find something else to distract himself, he wouldn't be able to resist doing something to Ji Ting.
The car drove out through the gates, and Ji Ting turned his head. "You still haven't told me why you argued with Lu Yanchu."
"It wasn't really an argument..."
Ji Yanzhi hadn't yet figured out how to tell him about it. He had only pretended to know earlier because he wanted to finalize his deal with Lu Yanchu first.
Seeing his hesitation, Ji Ting asked, "Was it because of Ling Xi?"
"For him, yes. For me, no." Ji Yanzhi continued, "It's a long story. Let's talk when we get home."
After returning to the Old Residence, they went into the study together.
Ji Yanzhi had already worked out what to say on the way, so once they sat down, he got straight to the point. "Lu Yanchu