"It's nice to be young. You can hide everything behind a simple 'I was just being foolish.'"
Ji Xiaosong took a sip of her fruit tea. It was a nonchalant gesture, yet it filled everyone in the room with an intense sense of pressure.
"Sis, you're my sister! You can't be enjoying a life of luxury while I'm left to become mud in the ground."
Sweat beaded on Ji Minghua's forehead. The room wasn't particularly warm, but he felt scorching hot.
"I never said I wouldn't take care of you. From now on, if you behave, I won't let you live a life worse than death. But if you try to cause trouble and ask for more, I'll take back everything I've given you. I believe the director of public relations has already spoken with you. You'll be in contact with my assistant from now on."
Ji Xiaosong set down her teacup and said flatly.
Her indifferent gaze made Ji Minghua's skin crawl.
Mr. Ji, however, grew a little bolder. Seeing Ji Xiaosong concede, he thought he could ask for a bit more.
