Ji Mingyi didn't think he had done anything wrong.
He hadn't laid a hand on anyone, nor had he forced any girl.
All he did was formally and appropriately make... a few friends. Why then was he fed a "cane stewed in meat"?
Elder Ji gently stroked the pattern on his cane and after a moment of silence, he said: "Xiao He, please help me for a few days—I plan to invite some friends over to gather at the house."
"Okay, no problem."
Lin Nianhe agreed, secretly admiring that indeed the older, the wiser.
Why did Ji Mingyi, who wasn't invited, appear at the social gathering? He came for Lin Nianhe.
Why was Ji Mingyi more active than anyone else? He was preparing for Elder Ji's invitation.
Why did Ji Mingyi only joke with women comrades? He… He feared the girls might be shy, and a direct invitation might seem too abrupt and rude.
Without Elder Ji specifying, Lin Nianhe came up with a string of excuses.
