Xu Ji was almost amused to the point of laughter by him.
It was clear as day that if he couldn't catch up with his wife, he didn't want to see anyone else happy.
If this weren't his younger brother whom he had brought up with his own hands, he would've really liked to beat him up.
With a headache, he stood up, "Fine, fine, fine, keep making a mess, you'll regret it someday."
He Zhiyao pursed his lips and kept silent.
Xu Ji turned and walked away.
He Zhiyao leaned on the couch, spacing out for a while, feeling a little homesick for Qin Shuang.
He didn't know whether she was doing well, or if her ankle still hurt.
It seemed like now, aside from forcing himself into her life and making her unhappy, he almost had no connection with her at all.
This feeling of unprecedented bewilderment troubled him.
After some thought, He Zhiyao dialed Su Jiucheng's number: "Move your company to Capital City, I'll cover the costs, you have ten days."