A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

Ji Yi knew that she should raise her glass in return to President Sun, but no matter how hard she tried, her arm could not be lifted.

Surrounded by capitalists, all of them were very smart. Ji Yi was hesitant for a moment, and some people noticed something was wrong, watching her and General Sun's eyes a little suspicious.

Mr. Sun handed the wine glass in front of Ji Yi again, pretending to be Ji Yi's distraction, and quietly tried to save his face for himself: "Ji Yi?"

Ji Yi, who heard the sound, lifted his eyelids and saw the smile of President Sun's lips at a glance.

It was almost exactly the same as the one that had always been the same, but her face changed slightly, and the wine glass at her fingertips seemed to be like a boulder, and she could not lift it even more.

The surrounding atmosphere became a bit rigid because of Ji Yi's quietness and silence.

Mr. Sun obviously couldn't hold his face, probably because of He Jichen standing next to him, instead of turning his face, he made a soft cough.

Ji Yi knew that everyone around was watching herself, and she also knew that He Jichen called to come over to show his face to those who have heads and faces in these circles. She was so slow and unresponsive that would not only make herself a bad impression It will also make He Jichen difficult to be a man.

Ji Yi tried to persuade himself in the bottom of his heart that the person in front of him was a stranger, generally forcing his arm to reach Sun's glass.

Because she was too reluctant, she was holding the fingertips of the wine glass, and because of the force, she was already pale.

It was just her hand that was aimed at Mr. Sun’s wine glass, but it was close to an inch. The wine glass in her palm was taken away by a slender fingertip hand, and then from her ear, He Jichen was always smooth. Clear voice: "I'm sorry, she doesn't drink very well, she just drank some, and Bacheng is not feeling well in her stomach."

Having finished speaking, He Jichen didn't wait for the people around him to react, so he hurriedly screamed, "Chen Bai."

"He Zong." Chen Bai appeared next to He Jichen almost the next second.

"Take Miss Ji to the lounge for a while." He Jichen said softly.

"Yes." Chen Bai walked to Ji Yi. He hadn't had time to whisper "Miss Ji, come with me" to Ji Yi. He Jichen said again: "Miss Cheng, ask for some stomach medicine."

"Got it, President He." Chen Bai first nodded politely at the people around him, and then led Ji Yi away.

After entering the lounge, Chen Bai motioned to Ji Yi to sit down, and immediately went out to find a medicine for the stomach before He Jichen's instructions.

In the quiet room, after Ji Yi alone, the strong smile on her lips and corners disappeared immediately. She stared at the deep night outside the window, thinking of the holiday with President Sun, she couldn’t help but clutched her handbag, Even the corners of her lips were pursed.

Not long after, the door of the lounge was pushed back.

Ji Yi thought Chen Bai was back, hurriedly adjusted the look on his face, and turned to look around.

It is He Jichen.

Ji Yi was stunned for a moment, then thought of his gaffe when he introduced her network to her, and couldn't help but bowed his head in guilt.

She just wanted to say "I'm sorry" to him, but when he came to her, he said first: "Unhappy?"

Ji Yi didn't expect He Jichen to ask herself such a word when she opened her mouth. She looked up at him and shook her head gently.