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âYes, filmingâs been going smoothly lately.â She scratched at the patterns on the bedsheets and said whatever she thought of. âMu Xiaoyaâs been having a great time with a rich second-generation heir lately, so she hasnât been on set these days and weâre progressing quickly.â
Ji Shiting paused and smiled, âDo you want them?â
âAh?â Ye Shengge was dazed.
âJewelry,â said Ji Shiting. âWhat do you like? Diamond or jade?â
âI like them all. No, I donât like any of them!â Ye Shengge had an ominous premonition, so she emphasized again. âI donât like any of them!â
So donât give them to me...
âGrandpa seems to have a couple of good raw stones.â Ji Shiting smiled. âHe should be happy to give them to you.â
â...I donât need them.â Ye Shenggeâs palms were sweating.
âYou can always use it.â The manâs voice was deep. âSpeaking of which, I donât remember giving you anything.â
âI...â Ye Shengge was at a loss for words. âItâs... Itâs too expensive.â
âThatâs nothing.â Ji Shiting said. âYou arenât allowed to refuse.â
âOka... Okay,â Ye Shengge said. âI still need to read the script. Um...â
âMm, go on then.â His voice got lower as he smiled. âGoodnight.â
Ye Shengge acknowledged and hung up.
She then grabbed a pillow and pressed it against her face, pretending that she wasnât moved by his words.
Damn it, this was terrible. She knew that Ji Shiting had done everything to her because she was his wife, and he would have done the same if it were anyone else. She couldnât help feeling stupid.
Despising herself, she got out of bed and started reading the script.
Only by immersing herself in the role would she be able to get rid of the sentiments of a girl in love.
...
On the other end, Ji Shitingâs lips curled as he heard the busy tone.
He put down his phone, turned on his laptop, and went to the front page of the news. He clicked on a piece of news that was similar to Mu Xiaoyaâs late-night date with a rich second-generation heir.
Although the journalists didnât take a clear shot, Ji Shiting still recognized Xiao Ruilang.
Mu Xiaoya had been in the entertainment world for years, so there was no reason for Xiao Ruilang to suddenly like her, unless he was interested in the other identity of that woman.
Summer Wood.
Ji Shiting knew who the real Summer Wood was, so even if Xiao Ruilang was chasing the wrong person, it still displeased him.
His lips curled into a cold smirk as he closed the webpage. At that moment, Sun Ye walked in with a stack of documents.
âBoss, Iâve arranged for the meeting between Mr. Mark, the CEO of Will Corporation, and you to be held at three in the afternoon. Thereâs a business summit tonight, and weâre talking about the next stage of the economy. Iâve just received the agenda of the meeting, here it is.â said Sun Ye as he put a document on the desk. âAfter this summit, your main objective for this trip will be over. Thereâs also a business dinner and a college speech invitation tomorrow. What do you think...â
âLetâs reject it.â Ji Shiting smiled. âChange the flight tickets. Weâll head back tomorrow.â