Chapter 50
"I understand, I understand."
"Good," the man said lightly, taking the tissue handed to him by Manager Wang. He wiped his hands as if brushing off dust. "Old Wang, show him out."
Ji Feiyang left in a daze, his pride shattered. Meanwhile, Gu Xi discreetly signaled to the bodyguards hidden nearby, instructing them to tail Ji Feiyang's car.
She had texted them the moment Ji Feiyang appeared—and it seemed their coordination was flawless. They understood her cues without a word exchanged.
Watching Gu Xi's overly obvious gestures, the man's gaze flickered with amusement. Throughout his conversation with Ji Feiyang, this girl had lingered near the doorway, refusing to leave. He was almost certain of one thing: when she looked at Ji Feiyang, it wasn't just anger—it was pure, bone-deep hatred. Like she wanted to skin him alive and grind his bones to dust.
What kind of deep grudge could make such a young girl look at someone like that? Was she deceived by him? He glanced at Ji Feiyang's well-dressed back with faint contempt. Just a showy peacock—yet this girl had once mistaken him for something worthwhile?
A rare spark of interest flickered in his heart.
"You've been eavesdropping for quite a while now," he said, turning toward her with an amused, condescending smile. "Aren't you going to leave?"
"Huh?" Gu Xi blinked. She'd just watched the bodyguards' car pull out behind Ji Feiyang's and was still caught up in the satisfaction—until his words startled her. "What did you say?"
"So it's true—you're hopelessly in love. What is this? Blocking your lover's path to beg for forgiveness?"
What nonsense was this man spouting?
Gu Xi bristled. Catching the mockery in his eyes, she quickly clarified, "Excuse me?! That man—Ji Feiyang—has my brother locked up! His name is Wei Jinsong. I heard Ji Feiyang frequents Lanzhi, so I came to wait for him. That's all!"
"You're awfully lucky, then," the man chuckled. "One visit and you found him. But your intel's outdated—Ji Feiyang isn't qualified to set foot in Lanzhi. He hangs out in places like Hongyue. That's more his speed."
"Really?" Gu Xi stared at the man, stunned. "But isn't he some rich young master? I thought he had serious connections."
The man raised a brow, amused. "Even among rich families, there's a hierarchy."
"Oh." Gu Xi's thoughts were tangled—this timeline was already deviating from her past life. Her mouth moved faster than her brain, and before she could stop herself, she blurted out, "Then… what level are you?"
Manager Wang choked on his breath, coughing so violently it echoed down the steps.
Was this girl insane?
Asking him that?
Did she fall on her head this morning?