Chapter 117: Couldn’t Help Pinching Myself

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“Exaggerate the severity of the situation as much as possible, you know how to handle it.” Jin Chenye slightly raises his brow, looking straight ahead.

“Understood.” The special assistant nods, acknowledges respectfully, and turns to take care of it.

“Xuan…”

Jin Chenye leans back in the leather chair, hands pressed against his forehead, the lines between his brows hinting at his fatigue, muttering to himself.

“Buzzzz”

The phone on the table blinks, catching Jin Chenye’s peripheral vision and making his eyes flicker.

“Hello.”

“Ye, I saw the news, are you okay?” Coming from the phone, a gentle female voice concealed a touch of worry.

“I’m fine.” Jin Chenye frowns, answering politely yet distantly.

He seems to be puzzled as to why Meng Ziqi would call him at this time.

However, he rarely cares about any woman other than Qin Youxuan, let alone guessing their thoughts.

His words fall, seeming to leave Meng Ziqi at a loss for words, hesitating for a few seconds without saying anything.

“If there’s nothing else, I’m going to hang up.” Jin Chenye’s frown deepens, but there’s no hint of displeasure in his voice. His habit of treating others kindly allows him to maintain a good attitude.

Thinking back, he became acquainted with Meng Ziqi because of Qin Youxuan, back then, he and Qin Youxuan were still a couple.

Later, after Qin Youxuan found out about his real identity and had a falling out with him upon returning to the country, he never saw Meng Ziqi again.

Regarding Miss Meng, who the media widely reported as having secretly married him abroad, they were merely acquaintances.

“…I’m back in the country.”

Seeing that Jin Chenye was about to hang up, Meng Ziqi hurriedly said.

After saying so, she seemingly felt her words were abruptly interrupted, adding hastily, “It’s been a while since I’ve seen you and Xuan. Why don’t we meet for tea when you’re free?”

“Another time, perhaps. It’s not suitable right now.” Jin Chenye paused, then rejected the offer coldly.

“Alright then, I’ll hang up first. I’ve heard about what’s happened to the Qin Group, and if there’s anything you need, actually…”

“I’m perfectly fine.” Not letting Meng Ziqi finish her sentence, Jin Chenye repeated himself, his tone noticeably colder.

“Goodbye.”

After saying that, he didn’t wait for her to reply and ended the call.

He threw the phone onto the table, stood up, and walked toward the window. Overlooking the streets beneath the high-rise building, cars were coming and going…

A pair of gentle eyes gradually turned an unfathomable black.

The evening news broadcasts.

“…According to sources, a recording provided by Miss Qin Youxuan has been proven by relevant departments to be authentic with no signs of artificial editing…”

“According to the account of an unnamed principal, Miss Qin was an excellent student with good manners during her time in school. Upon returning to the country, she donated a teaching building, thirty multimedia classrooms, and a modern gymnasium to her alma mater under her own name… etc. She is the perfect paragon of the school’s gratitude and respect for its source.”

There was more about Qin Youxuan’s personal experiences from her early years, including her schooling, her charitable deeds, and so much more. Every bit of this was pulled up to be praised.

All of a sudden, she rose from a liberated woman who did as she pleased, to a kind angel who could save the entire galaxy.

Standing in the central axis of the city street, Qin Youxuan stares blankly at the large screen on the skyscraper’s outer wall, pinching herself involuntarily.