Wang Mian thought it over, then wagged his index finger. "I wouldn't be so sure. Most likely, Teacher Ji's gone off to do something great again."
"How are you so sure?"
"Director Ji's so handsome that no matter how angry Teacher Ji is, one look at his face would cool him right down. Look at how Director Ji pisses me off every time. When have I ever held a grudge?"
That conclusion left Deng Luqing silent. He looked at Wang Mian, his lips moving soundlessly a few times.
Wang Mian grabbed him by the collar and gritted his teeth. "Were you just cussing me out?"
"Quit messing around. Let's talk business." Deng Luqing pushed his hand away. "Should we go over to Director Ji's place this weekend? Maybe we'll get to see Teacher Ji."
"Hmm... Then we'll have to bring Zhao Qi and the others. That way, we can spread the scolding around evenly."
Deng Luqing gave a half-amused snort, thinking that Wang Mian was only making his real intentions more obvious. He was clearly just looking for an excuse to see Wang Bin.
That weekend, Ji Yanzhi sat at the breakfast table. He had only just woken up, yet he looked utterly listless.
The butler thought he had slept poorly. "Eldest Young Master, you don't have work today. Why didn't you sleep a little longer?"
"It's fine." In truth, Ji Yanzhi couldn't sleep anymore. Without Ji Ting beside him, even sleeping had lost its appeal.
"Eldest Young Master, the bowling alley in the East Building is finished. Why not take a look after breakfast and get a little exercise while you're there?"
The mention of bowling nearly robbed Ji Yanzhi of his appetite altogether.
The last time they had bowled was at the Hot Spring Villa. Ji Ting