Ji Ting's brow twitched. He turned to glance at Lu Yanchu, then looked back at him. "Are you going to argue with him again?"
Ji Yanzhi chuckled. "Don't worry. He might have the leisure for that, but I don't have the time to indulge him."
"Good."
After Ji Ting got into the car, Ji Yanzhi turned and walked toward Lu Yanchu. Surprisingly, Lu Yanchu started toward him at the same time.
Their gazes met. There was none of their old open hostility, but beneath the surface, the currents ran even stronger.
"Ji Ting did me a huge favor today. I was going to treat him to dinner. Since you're here, why don't you join us?" Lu Yanchu extended the invitation first.
"A favor?" Ji Yanzhi raised an eyebrow. "Ji Ting was just doing his job. There's no need to make it sound so personal."
Lu Yanchu's lips curved silently, his gaze suggesting he had seen through something. "Ji Yanzhi, you're afraid of me getting close to him, aren't you?"
Ji Yanzhi suddenly gave a low laugh, its cold mockery unmistakable. "What about you would scare me? Your face? That gentleness you show everyone equally? Or the fact that you've never truly gotten close to Ji Ting?"
Lu Yanchu's gaze dimmed a little, and his tone cooled. "There's no need to mock me for that. If you weren't Ji Ting's older brother, how many chances would you have had to get to know him?"
"None." Ji Yanzhi admitted it bluntly, then delivered an equally blunt blow. "But there are no what-ifs."
"Exactly. There are no what-ifs. But your position is also your shackle."
At last, Ji Yanzhi had the opening he had been waiting for. His lips curled into a smile. "I forgot to tell you. Ji Ting isn't my younger