Ji Er came up to him, "Zack..." She hesitated, but the uneasiness in her eyes spread little by little.
Yan Shengjie smiled slightly, hugged her, and said, "Let's go." He looked past her and glanced at Kule opposite, giving him a nod.
Kule came over and said, "Your Highness, please come this way."
Yan Shengjie turned around and whispered to Ji'er, "I'll go over there."
"Yeah." Knowing that they were going to talk about business, Ji'er suppressed her uneasiness and showed a generous and decent smile, "Go ahead, I'll wait for you here."
Watching him and Kule walk into the study, the smile on his face slowly froze. He turned his eyes to the closed door of the reception room, bit his lip, and turned around to leave.
In the reception room, Zhi Xing sat on his knees with his hands on the ground and his head lowered.
She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Five years, how many days and nights has she woke up in tears? Now, knowing that he is still alive, no matter he remembers the past or forgets the present, no matter he is Yan Shengjie or the Prince of Oman, as long as he
She should be happy that he is alive!
She should be... happy.
His fingers were sunk deeply into the carpet, and the veins on his thin and pale hands were exposed.
No matter how painful it was, she would try her best to suppress it and endure it.
She told herself that as long as he lived, he could love other women, marry other women, have children, and do many things he wanted to do.
As long as he lives.
But……
Xiao Che, what should she do with her Xiao Che? He hasn’t met his daddy yet, and he still doesn’t know how much of an outstanding man his daddy is...
She tightened her hands into fists and lay on the ground, her whole body trembling with depression.
Is he really Jie? Is he really the Jie who made a three-life stone agreement with her?
She doesn’t believe it, she doesn’t believe it!!
Zhi Xing stood up suddenly, opened the door and was about to go out, but was stopped by the person at the door, "A Ying, you can't go out."
Qing looked at her with an indifferent expression, "The commander is discussing things with His Highness the Prince right now. You can't disturb him."
"No, I'm going to ask him, how can he change? How can he change?!"
Qingyi frowned, wrapped only one arm around her slender waist, pushed her in, slammed the door, turned around, faced her, his eyes suddenly became cold and frightening, "I
No matter who you mistakenly identify him with! You should wake up, he is the prince of the Kingdom of Oman and holds the most important oil export channel in the world! He is not someone you can contact casually!"
Zhi Xing raised his tearful eyes, "No, he is not..."
Qing sneered and said coldly, "Why do you say he isn't? In the past ten years, he had never set foot outside the country due to physical reasons. Where did you see him?" His tone was a bit full.
Very aggressive, "Or is it a conspiracy in itself that you deliberately approached me and the commander?"
Just as Zhixing was about to say something, his confused consciousness suddenly became clear.
The air between the two condensed instantly, forming a barrier, with an undercurrent surging on one side and on the verge of breaking out on the other.
Damn it, she almost forgot the most important thing! She sneaked in here and must not bring any trouble to Guimen or Yan Shengjie!
Slowly controlling his emotions, Zhixing wiped away his tears and looked at the man opposite him, "I'm sorry, maybe I got the wrong person. He... looks very similar to a deceased friend of mine."
With his back pressed against the door, his long body was upright, tall and solemn. His sharp gaze swept over her and he said casually, "Where do you think this place is? How can you easily admit the wrong person in front of so many people? Especially,
The other party is still the commander’s distinguished guest!”
Zhi Xing bit her lip and kept telling herself to calm down. She took a deep breath and raised her eyes again, "What should I do to make up for it?"
He looked at her closely, with a hidden aura, and said word for word, "I apologize to the prince and princess in public, and don't let the negative impact of this matter expand!"
Zhi Xing's body suddenly trembled, his eyes filled with mist, and he stared at him steadily, "Do you want me to... apologize?"
Qing stared at her and nodded slowly, "Yes, apologize and let everything go back to where it started."
Back to square one...
It took a long time, so long that Zhi Xing almost forgot who she was, who he was, where she was, when and where she was... She just chuckled lightly, and her star eyes dropped dimly, "Okay, I apologize."
At that moment, Qing was stunned.
He frowned and squinted at the woman, "Are you sure?" he asked again.
Zhi Xing raised his head, his eyes were a little misty, and the smile on his lips was so light that no one had time to catch it, "Isn't this what you want?"
Without further ado, she stepped over him and opened the door.
Suddenly, his wrist was grabbed by him.
She glanced sideways and looked at him very calmly, "Is there anything else you need me to do?"
There was something strange in Qing's deep gaze, but his voice was tense, "You can... refuse."
"Haha," Zhi Xing laughed and took out his hand, "Is this the commander's order?"
Qing remained silent and did not deny it.
"Even you can't disobey his order. As an ordinary person, if I want to leave here with my life, what room do I have to refuse?" Opening the door, she plunged back into the noisy and hypocritical world.
Qing looked deeply at her back and followed her without saying a word.
Due to Commander Culler's calm and composed performance, the episode at the beginning of the banquet did not affect everyone's mood. The officers gathered around Yan Shengjie like stars and the moon, and the women accompanied him with utmost flattery.
of the princess.
However, when Zhixing appeared again, the venue suddenly became quiet, and everyone stared at her intently.
Kuller squinted his eyes, glanced at Weaver Star, raised his glass, and drank red wine slowly.
Ji Er frowned, walked quietly to Yan Shengjie, took his arm possessively, raised her head, and looked at the woman opposite.
Yan Shengjie lowered his head slightly, his hair falling in front of his eyes, and a faint glimmer of light fell on her.
Ignoring all the looks around her, Zhixing walked up to the two of them. She didn't have the courage to raise her head or look at him standing in front of her like a stranger.
Her hands were clenched tightly, and her lips had been bitten bloodshot. In the depressed and dull atmosphere, she said hoarsely, "Your Highness, just now, I recognized the wrong person, thinking that you were him... I don't
I should be so rude, please forgive me for Your Highness the Prince and...the Princess."
Every time he spoke a word, Zhixing seemed to hear the sound of his heart splitting.
If this is the starting point, then let's go back to the starting point.