My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady-Chapter 373: I’ve liked him since a long time ago

Qi Younian was almost driven to laughter by the capricious girl in front of him and chose not to ask any further.

He knew clearly that even if he asked, he probably wouldn’t get anything out of it.

After pacing back and forth several times, his heart still hadn’t settled down, "Miss, you don’t have any ill intentions, do you!"

Xia Ji instantly puffed up with anger, upset about being accused of harboring ill intentions, "Mine aren’t as bad as yours."

"I..." Qi Younian, pointing to his own nose, was infuriated, "Bad? Please, am I not kind enough?"

Xia Ji boldly retorted, "No truly kind person repeatedly tells others how kind they are, as doing so is not only unpersuasive, it’s completely meaningless."

Qi Younian: "..."

Yuran circled back and opened the door to the meeting room only to find a highly tense atmosphere. She stood by the door and knocked, "Did I come at a bad time?"

Qi Younian felt as though he had been granted a reprieve, hurriedly went over to her side, and pulled her inside, pointing at Xia Ji, "Go on, go on, hurry up and have a good talk with this girl;

I’m feeling almost neurotic having to stay in the same room as her; she really infuriates me."

"This young girl is that formidable, enough to infuriate you?"

Qi Younian pointed at Yuran, opened his mouth but said nothing in the end. After a while, he finally waved his hand dismissively, walked past Yuran towards the exit, and casually closed the door to the meeting room behind them.

"I am getting old, and my fighting power isn’t up to par, it’s your turn."

Yuran chuckled, looked at Xia Ji’s youthful appearance, raised an eyebrow, and went to sit opposite her, "May I ask..."

"Hello, I’m Xia Ji, the youngest of the Xia household, there’s something I’d like to discuss with you."

Xia Ji’s gaze was earnest, her expression concise and efficient, almost devoid of any unnecessary words, Yuran straightened up and nodded seriously.

"While I don’t know why you managed to find me here, what you want to say is probably what I’m interested in hearing."

Xia Ji looked up, staring at Yuran’s delicate features and smiled radiantly, "Yes, I saw something in the news about Lu Xiao, and I think I should come forward and clarify a few things."

Lu Xiao?

Yuran suddenly widened her eyes, "Lu Xiao? You know Lu Xiao?"

Xia Ji looked somewhat embarrassed, lowered her eyes, hummed affirmatively, and then slowly said, "The person who really slept with Lu Xiao in Australia was me, as for why things ended up the way they did, I’m not very clear, but those... those pieces of evidence reported by the media.

I...I don’t know how to explain it to you, but the person who slept with him was me, not that Fu Bairan.

Does she even compare? By finding you, I hope to learn how I can collaborate with you to clarify this matter, both Lu Xiao and I are victims;

that’s why I think I have the responsibility to step forward and let you know."

Taken aback and somewhat skeptical, Yuran wasn’t very familiar with the Xia family and was unsure whether the identity this girl claimed was true.

She straightforwardly asked, "Miss Xia, would you mind if I verify your identity by making a call?"

Xia Ji appeared flustered but soon calmed down, "You can, but can you tell me first who you plan on contacting for confirmation?"

"Bo Yan."

Xia Ji visibly relaxed and nodded, "Alright, let’s just video call, the seventh young master of the Bo Family should recognize me."

She spoke with some uncertainty, after all, Bo Yan was known to be aloof.

Therefore, she didn’t dare to speak too confidently.

Yuran nodded, first contacting Xie Cheng, and then from Xie Cheng’s side came the video call. Bo Yan, looking stern, spoke indifferently, "Point the camera at her, I need to confirm something."

Bo Yan couldn’t really confirm anything. The reason he wanted to see was entirely because Xie Cheng could recognize her, but he himself could not.

Yuran nodded, made no extraneous movements, and directly aimed the camera at Xia Ji. Xie Cheng firmly spoke up, "Yes, that’s right, she’s the Xia Family’s granddaughter studying abroad, Xia Ji."

With the confirmation from someone in-the-know, both Xia Ji and Yuran breathed a sigh of relief. Bo Yan asked in confusion, "Why is Xia Ji of the Xia Family in your studio?"

Yuran skillfully evaded the topic and then appeased Bo Yan in a roundabout way. Bo Yan was misled, not because he was easily fooled, but because he knew Yuran didn’t want to discuss it, so he deliberately let it be. Both understood each other’s unspoken agreement.

After ending the video call, Xia Ji looked at Yuran calmly, "Now, you can believe me, right?"

Yuran corrected her, "I only believe in your identity. As for your intentions, I am currently observing. After all, it’s just your word."

Xia Ji wasn’t upset; instead, she nodded and smiled at Yuran. She quite liked Yuran’s straightforward nature, no beating around the bush, and utterly candid. Conversing with such a person, she found it not tiring at all.

Xia Ji suggested, "Let me tell you a story."

Yuran was taken aback, not understanding where this sudden introduction came from, but she didn’t interrupt Xia Ji. Xia Ji quickly immersed herself in her memories, "I know Lu Xiao;

ten years ago, we were neighbors, but we never interacted;

however, I have liked him for a very long time!"

At this point, Xia Ji stopped talking, the sparkle in her face gradually fading.

Yuran was somewhat puzzled. The Xia Family’s status in the capital was exceptionally prominent, and Lu Xiao’s background wasn’t anywhere near as distinguished; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been exploited by his former employer like that.

How did these two seemingly unrelated individuals manage to become neighbors?

Yuran did not rush Xia Ji, but quietly waited for her to continue. After a long silence, Xia Ji suddenly laughed, looked up into Yuran’s eyes, and said, "Let’s skip these details. Instead, let’s talk about how I can help him, as a way to repay a favor."

"Your ties with Lu Xiao seem quite deep?"

Yuran wasn’t being nosy, but she wanted to make sure, time and again, that Xia Ji was genuinely here to help Lu Xiao and not harboring other motives.

As the sharpest and most clear-sighted youngest member of the Xia Family, Xia Ji could easily see through Yuran’s probing. She openly let Yuran test her, "Indeed, he once saved my life."

Yuran: "..."

Xia Ji, "Miss Yuran, you don’t believe it?"

Yuran shook her head, "It’s not that I don’t believe it, but rather that it seems incredible. You hold a grateful heart towards Lu Xiao and sincerely want to help him, right?"

Xia Ji shook her head, "It’s just repaying a favor, to find peace of mind. He risked his life to save me back then, and now I can do the same for him. The circumstances I face now are much easier than the decisions he had to make back then, so you can rest assured, I won’t do anything that harms him."

"I believe you," Yuran said with a smile.

Xia Ji paused, then laughed, "I haven’t heard that phrase in a long time. It’s familiar and much appreciated."

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