At his reaction, Director Chang frowned in confusion. "You still don't..."
Oh no. Had Little Ji been planning to surprise his brother, only for me to let it slip early?
Ji Yanzhi turned stiffly toward Ji Ting, his Adam's apple bobbing with effort. "It couldn't be the certificate I'm thinking of, could it?"
Ji Ting was about to speak when Director Chang cut in. "Health certificates! Didn't you know? Little Ji specifically asked me to help get them for you two."
Ji Yanzhi narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "Health certificates?"
"Of course. Don't you two run a steamed bun shop? The health bureau requires you to have health certificates."
Ji Yanzhi fell silent for a moment. "Then why would us having health certificates make my grandfather grin from ear to ear?"
"Heh, heh, heh..." Director Chang gave a few strained chuckles. "Having those certificates means neither of you has any infectious diseases. You're both healthy, so of course he'd be happy."
Looking at his awkward expression, Ji Ting thought, Even I find that excuse flimsy. How could it possibly fool Ji Yanzhi?
Ji Yanzhi's already quickened heartbeat grew even more restless, but he pretended to believe him for now. "I see. Sorry for the trouble."
Director Chang breathed a sigh of relief, while Ji Ting froze for a moment. Ji Yanzhi believed him?
Just then, Ji Yanzhi took his hand. "Let's get out of here first. Any later and we won't be able to leave."
"Okay."
They deliberately took the elevator on the other side of the conference hall downstairs, then found a random room on the first floor to sit in while they waited for the car.
They had barely sat down when Ji Ting noticed Ji Yanzhi kept stealing glances at him.
"Is there something you want to tell