Translator: Zayn_ |
Everyone was joking around, but they could not avoid the punishment segment.
Fortunately, the punishment segment did not take up too much time. When it was almost lunchtime, the recording of the last episode of the All-Class Challenge was completed.
Jiang Xu Yan and the others urged Wei Zheng Rong to treat them to a meal. They wanted Director Weiâs wallet to pay for their tiredness and shock.
However-
Gu Xingchen stood up. âIâm sorry. I still have work to do in the afternoon. I donât have time to have a meal together. When this episode is broadcast, Iâll treat everyone to a meal.â
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Zinian s manager walked over. âTang Zinian also has an appointment this afternoon, so he has to leave early. Iâm really sorry, everyone.â
Tang Zinian widened his eyes in surprise.
The manager covered his mouth. âYouâve been recording for the past few days. I didnât have time to inform you⦠Donât dawdle, quickly say goodbye to the seniors and leave.â
The schedule sounded as urgent as it could be.
Tang Zinian really wanted to question if he didnât even have time to eatâ¦
However, when he thought that Gu Xingchen really did not have the time, he could only swallow his doubts and let his manager drag him away.
Until his manager stepped on the accelerator and sent him to a restaurant near the company, it was clear that there was no job.
âYou wonât have the chance to work with Song Qingyou anymore,â the manager said before Tang Zinian could question her.
âWhy?â
âIf Miss Shen sees you and Song Qingyou in the same camera again, you donât have to stay in the company anymore.â
Tang Zinian thought to himself, âWhy donât I just jump ship and go to Shengshi Entertainment?â
How could the manager not see through his thoughts? âDonât forget that your penalty fee is sky-high,â he said immediately.
Tang Zinian immediately shut his mouth.
On the other side, after Gu Xingchen and Tang Zinian left, the remaining few people discussed for a while and finally decided to go home.
While the others were packing, Song Qingyou went to find Wei Zhengrong.
âAssistant Fang has already been here?â
âHeâs been here. Donât worry, no one else saw him.â
âDid they take anything with them?â
âA cage? Oh, right, that cage seems to be empty. Zhizhi doesnât seem to be insideâ¦â
Song Qingyouâs expression didnât change. âDirector Wei must have remembered wrongly. Assistant Fang has already taken Zhizhi away.â âIs that so?â
Wei Zhengrong thought about it and didnât care.
The cat was Song Qingyouâs, so she shouldnât be worried about losing it.
Song Qingyou saw that he didnât have any intention of asking more questions, so she naturally changed the topic.
After a while, Chen Lan arrived.
âIâve already arranged for someone to pack the things you left here. Theyâll send them to your house.â
âDo you have any other plans in the afternoon?â
Song Qingyou was about to answer when the phone in her pocket buzzed.
She took it out and saw that it was a message from Jiang Zhihan.
Jiang Zhihan asked, [Want to eat together?]
Song Qingyouâs fingers paused, and the corners of her mouth curled up. She replied with interest:
[My cat is inviting me to dinner?] n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Jiang Zhihan replied, [Anytime if you want.]
He didnât even refute the way she addressed him?
Or had he already tacitly admitted that her was her cat?
Song Qingyou blinked and replied, [Address.]
Jiang Zhihan replied with a location.
Chen Lan, who was driving, looked up at the rearview mirror. âQingyou? Why arenât you talking? Do you have any other plans in the afternoon?â
âGo back to the set.â Song Qingyou said, âSend me here later.â
As she spoke, she had already forwarded the location to Chen Lan.
Seeing that it was a restaurant, the latter didnât think much of it.
However, when she arrived at her destination and saw Fang Yan walking toward her, Chen Lan understood.
âMs. Song, Mr. Jiang is in room 203.1 will receive Ms. Chen. Donât worry.â
âSorry to trouble you, Assistant Fang.â Song Qingyou nodded.
âItâs my duty.â
Fang Yan stood in front of Chen Lan. If outsiders saw his respectful attitude, their jaws would probably drop.
Chen Lan waved her hand, signaling Song Qingyou to hurry in.
Really, Qingyou wasnât forced to come here, so she didnât have to stop her.
Assistant Fang was too âall-encompassingâ.
Inside the private room.
Song Qingyou pushed open the door and immediately saw Jiang Zhihan sitting by the French window.
His side profile was as beautiful as jade. Anyone who saw him would say that he was good-looking.
His suit outlined his almost perfect figure, and the buttons were meticulously buttoned to the top, adding a hint of abstinence.
Song Qingyou stopped in her tracks. After admiring the scene for a while, she subconsciously glanced at Jiang Zhihanâs head.
If the catâs ears were still thereâ¦
Jiang Zhihan had already heard Song Qingyouâs movement when she pushed the door open. He thought she would sit down in two or three steps, but she didnât move for a long time, so he turned his head to look.
Looking at the stunned expression on the other partyâs face, Jiang Zhihan asked in confusion, âWhat are you looking at?â
âSeeing if you have cat ears on top of your head.â
After accidentally revealing her true feelings, a certain someone finally came back to her senses.
She smiled out of habit and took a few quick steps to sit across from Jiang Zhihan. She still looked calm.
But only Song Qingyou knew how much she wanted to take back those words.
It was rare for Song Qingyou to meet someone like Jiang Zhihan, who she found more and more attractive. This was the first time Song Qingyou wanted to get close to someone.
This made her very uneasy.
If she hadnât experienced many dangerous situations, she might have been blushing and at a loss by now.
âMr. Jiang.â
Song Qingyou decided to divert Jiang Zhihanâs attention.
Unfortunately, before she could think of a topic to talk about, the person opposite her asked, âYou like cats that much?â
His deep voice seemed to be asking, âDo you like me that much?â
Song Qingyou bit her lower lip. âItâs alright. I like dogs too.â
âThat husky?â Jiang Zhihan looked up.
Song Qingyou was stunned. âYou mean⦠Jiang Haha? Itâs indeed quite cute.
Although itâs a little too lively, itâs not impossible to raise itâ¦â
Jiang Zhihan lowered his head. âDo you want to raise one?â
If I had known earlier, I wouldnât have given Jiang Xuyan a dog!
This was simply shooting himself in the foot.
Song Qingyou didnât know what the person opposite her was thinking, but she felt a hint of âgrievanceâ inexplicably from this calm and straightforward sentence.
She looked at Jiang Zhihan, who looked normal. She didnât think she was overthinking things.
Suppressing the smile on her face, Song Qingyou nodded.
Jiang Zhihan was silent for a moment. In the end, he couldnât help but say
âNo.â
âWhy?â
âHuskies only know how to tear down houses.â There was no emotion in Jiang Zhihanâs voice.
âThisâ¦â Song Qingyou pondered for a moment. âThen why donât we get a
Labrador instead of a husky? Samoyed? Golden Retriever?â
She looked very serious as if she was going to take Jiang Zhihan to buy a dog the next second..