Ye Jiani rubbed its head, "You can't get fat anymore, you'll get sick, be good."
Fat Ball seemed to understand what she said, and immediately lay down languidly, looking pitiful...
"bite--"
The computer beeped with a new email. Ye Jiani walked to the computer and opened the email. It was the English legal document that her translator had translated for her.
Ye Jiani printed it out and saw new comments on her Weibo.
She is not as influential as her cousin and has a huge number of fans on Weibo. Her Weibo account is just a private account with people she knows, so there are only a few comments.
There are three comments under her new Weibo:
[Humans are animals that envy each other. When standing on cross lines, they envy parallel lines. When standing on parallel lines, they envy cross lines. Cherish what is in front of you.] This was written by Gu Xiaoai.
[Dear, this is the first time your Weibo did not mention your fat cat.] This is her temporary translator, a passionate French man.
[It’s already seven o’clock in the evening in France, go to bed early.] It was posted by a person named “N” on Weibo.
…
N, is a very strange person.
He would repost and comment on every Weibo post she posted, but he would not comment on the content. He would always remind her to eat, rest, and put on more clothes...
She was once so ridiculous that she thought this person was Li Juesi.
But how is it possible? He returned to the Li family, he became the second young master of the Li family again, and he was with that young foreign girl.
When she returned to her hometown during the Chinese New Year, she overheard a video call between Gu Xiaoai, Li Juefeng and the British Li family. Li Juesi had already talked about marriage with the girl...
Why would he still pay attention to her?
The past tense is the past tense after all, and there is no possibility that there are even two parallel lines between them.
They are two intersecting lines. After meeting on the Shaanxi road only once, they went farther and farther...
When she first arrived in Ireland, she was not in the mood to work, but when she was quiet, she could think of Li Juesi's "I'm sorry" again, and then her whole body hurt to the point of breaking her heart.
Sorry, he doesn't love her.
I'm sorry, he can't give her love, he can only make her sad.
I'm sorry, he will guard the love in his heart until death, and he can only leave an empty shell for himself...
…
She stayed at home for two months before stepping out of the house again... choosing to live hard.
Otherwise, what else could she do?
She doesn't want pity, sympathy, commitment, or responsibility... She has forced herself to this point, so she can only move forward.
Gu Xiaoai told her to cherish what she saw before her, but who else was in front of her? That fat cat?
Thinking about it, a smile appeared on Ye Jiani's face, and she turned around to look for the fat cat out of habit. She saw the fat cat huddled in the corner of the sofa, making some subtle noises, its eyes half-squinted, showing an unusual expression.
Light, very weak light...
Ye Jiani's expression changed and she rushed over quickly, "Fat ball? Fat ball?!"
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When Gu Xiaoai called Ye Jiani the next day, she learned that something had happened to the snow-white cat.
When Gu Xiaoai rushed to the pet hospital, Fat Ball was out of danger and was about to undergo further examination by the doctor.
Accompanying Ye Jiani was a gentleman French man, about thirty years old, very tall, who said in fluent English, "Hello, Director Gu, my Chinese name is Xu Kong. I admire China's Confucius, who is Ye Jiani."