"Yeah." Ji Changmu hung up the phone.

It was early in the morning and the weather was cold, but fortunately it was very warm in the library.

Ji Changmu went to the bookshelf and took down the book he wanted. He sat in his seat and rubbed the paper with his pen, making a rustling sound. There were far fewer people in the quiet winter library.

But he didn't expect that a girl would chase him into the library and sit directly opposite him.

Girls nowadays are very straightforward and not timid at all about taking the initiative to confess.

The girl's green face still has a slight blush, like a crabapple after the first rain, and her eyes are full of charming color. She is wearing a watermelon red short coat and a bun. She is youthful and beautiful, and she has a hand in her hand.

Holding a stack of self-study books.

Very bluntly, the girl sat down opposite him and handed the folded letter to Ji Changmu: "Senior Ji."

She handed the letter over with both hands, her eyes gleaming, a little shy but very courageous.

Ji Changmu, who was reading a book, was interrupted. He raised his head slightly and said, "I don't know you."

"I am a freshman in the Finance Department, and I am in the same major as my senior. I often hear the teacher mention you, and I have a crush on you." The girl paused, "This is not a love letter, it is a sincere letter.

It’s a friendship letter, I hope we can make friends, discuss professional knowledge together, or see the scenery together.”

The girl's voice is very soft and sincere.

But Ji Changmu was really bored and didn't know where the anger came from: "I don't need to make friends!"

"Just making friends." The girl was obviously confused, "I have no other intention, I just want to get to know you. I admire you, senior, really."

"Since you can understand that I will be studying in the library at this time this morning, you must have already found out that I, Ji Changmu, don't like to make friends."

"Well, that can be changed. I think having friends is not a bad thing..." The girl was a little frightened by him, but she did not shrink back, "My father is the president of the Beijing Bank branch, and he often tells me that we will be

Those who want to enter the financial field should make more friends."

Girls reveal their family conditions openly and secretly. It is indeed difficult for boys to refuse such tempting offers, especially those with poor family conditions.

How could Ji Changmu not understand?

But he became more and more disgusted, his eyes and voice were cold: "Are you going or should I go?"

The girl was stunned and didn't speak for a long time.

Ji Changmu lowered his face and took advantage of this moment to take away his book.

It's just a matter of changing positions.

He was really fed up with this kind of confession. Girls would confess to him every now and then. The more innocent ones would just send love letters directly or ask friends to send messages. The more thoughtful ones would throw out family conditions like this one did today.

Who do you think he is, Ji Changmu?

This was tantamount to the adults in Bincheng who humiliated him in front of him, and was even more unbearable to him than the direct humiliation.

What's more, he, Ji Changmu, was the proud son of heaven before the Ji family went bankrupt, and he couldn't bear this kind of humiliation.

He went upstairs to the library and stood on a higher floor.

There are still very few people.

Ji Changmu was very unhappy because his time was wasted for no reason.

The morning sun has passed through the clouds, and its golden light dyes the white clouds with bright colors. The window of the library is also filled with sunlight.

Ji Changmu continued to read with his head down, unmoved, his heart as calm as water.
Chapter completed!