After coming back to his senses from his fit of rage against her, he was more remorseful than anyone, but he just couldn't contain himself. In the end, it was because he loved her too much.
At that thought, a hint of heartbreak appeared on He Jichen's face. It was raw and solemn.
His fingers slowly slid across the phone screen as he stared at all the criticism about her. He eventually closed WeChat. Though it was late at night and his secretary was probably already resting, he opened his call logs and found his secretary's number.
He was just about to call him when he realized he had quite a few missed calls. Besides getting calls from his secretary, he also received two missed calls from Han Zhifan.
His brows twitched as he suddenly remembered he was originally playing cards with him and some clients when the situation with Ji Yi came up. He left without so much as a goodbye.
He stopped dialing his secretary and called Han Zhifan instead.
The call rang for a long time before it was picked up. It seemed like Han Zhifan had gone home and was just about to get in the shower as he could hear the faint sound of running water. Han Zhifan didn't wait for him to speak first and said, "You still know how to call me back huh?"
He Jichen didn't reply to Han Zhifan's sarcastic taunts and cut to the chase, "What's the situation?"
"You left, so it most probably fell through..." replied Han Zhifan.
He Jichen didn't say anything but tightened his grip on his phone.
Han Zhifan probably felt his anxiety because a second later, he heard the "poof!" sound of laughter over the phone. "Say, Jichen, you weren't like this before. It's not like projects haven't fallen through in the past when we worked together, and you've never been so worried. Tell me, why do you care so much about this series, 'Three Thousand Lunatics'? Is there some kind of hidden secret?"
"Also, you got a call tonight and without even saying goodbye, you just left. In all the years we've known each other, I've never seen you forget yourself like that before. I noticed that you've recently become increasingly more secretive..."
He Jichen, who hadn't made a sound, cleared his throat to remind Han Zhifan to get back on topic.
"Oh, I forgot..." Han Zhifan heard the sound of his cough and understanding his meaning, went straight to business. "I was just joking. The negotiations are all done. They agreed to invest in 'Three Thousand Lunatics,' and I helped you draft up the contracts already. They're in your inbox, so remember to check it. If there are no problems, I'll set up an appointment to meet at the office tomorrow for the signing... Now that business is over, we can go back to what we were just talking about. Jichen, tell me, are you dating someone? Lately, why..."
When He Jichen heard this, he didn't wait for Han Zhifan to ramble on but mercilessly hung up the phone. Then he dialed his secretary's number.
The secretary called him a few times that night. Since the call was picked up immediately, he probably was waiting up for him about something, so he didn't go to sleep. "Mr. He, you finally called back."
He Jichen twitched his brows at how eager the secretary sounded. He put out the cigarette between his fingers and replied leisurely, "Did something happen?"
"Nothing bad. It's good news. Mr. Lin's secretary just contacted me to say that he wants to reinvest in 'Three Thousand Lunatics,' and what's more, he wants to invest twenty percent more than..."
Before his secretary could finish his report, He Jichen flatly spat out the two words, "Decline it!"