First Kiss Diary - Chapter 17

In what seemed like a frozen moment, even the sound of pulsating heartbeats was clear. Ji Ning, the hidden wife of Ji Shiyu, tightened her grip on the empty hand and stood still, unable to move. It was Ji Shiyu who first got up and approached, his voice mixed with an uncontrollable smile:

“You’re pretty good to fall even on level ground.”

She suddenly came to her senses:

“I didn’t fall on level ground; something tripped me.”

Ji Shiyu followed her gaze and looked down, but there was nothing under her feet. The man raised an eyebrow. Just now, she clearly felt something…

Ji Ning choked for a moment, feeling the same tension as before a major exam. She wanted to cover her ears and disappear on the spot, yet she also wanted to confront the situation and get it over with. But Ji Shiyu didn’t say anything, calmly handed her the phone, not even adding a “Hold onto your phone.”

Ji Ning rolled her eyes and heard two knocks on the door. It was Nono who came in:

“The dressing room seems empty. Should we wait there?”

She had also booked a makeup artist from Korea, who should arrive a bit later.

“Okay.”

She glanced back at Ji Shiyu, her eyes hinting slightly as she ventured:

“So… should I go?”

The man smiled and half-teasingly replied:

“Should I escort you?”

She shook her head vigorously, muttering that she didn’t need it and almost left the lounge. As she left, she glanced at the ground and spotted a small crack, probably what had tripped her earlier.

As the door closed, Ji Ning let out a long sigh of relief. That was close. While waiting for the makeup artist, she pondered over the situation, unsure if Ji Shiyu had seen the contents of her phone. If he did… shouldn’t his expression be less composed? And he was an actor, accustomed to the turbulent entertainment industry for years, so he shouldn’t be easily read, right? But if he didn’t see… Ji Ning opened her phone to find the ID “Circle Outsider Wife,” with a few freshly posted lovey-dovey messages underneath. She had even bought a VIP membership for this account, applied for fan authentication, and had a shiny yellow V badge next to her profile picture, looking every bit like Ji Shiyu’s certified wife, flaunting it shamelessly. She suddenly hated her own hands. The more she thought about it, the more confused Ji Ning felt. She adjusted her hair and heard some commotion from the next room.

After waiting for over twenty minutes, they received news that the makeup artist wouldn’t be coming.

“What’s going on?”

“The company arranged Sun He for you! And Sun He almost finished the makeup but insisted on redoing the eye makeup, complaining that the foundation and highlighter weren’t bright enough and demanded the makeup artist to redo it…”

Nono was almost cursing,

“It’s ridiculous! I confirmed multiple times that they weren’t from Sun He’s team, and now they’re pulling this stunt!”

If they hadn’t been unable to contact the makeup artist from Korea, they wouldn’t have been arranged by the company. Ji Ning had expected Sun He’s interference; her trip to Seoul wouldn’t be smooth with her around. She started looking for her bag.

“What are you looking for?”

Nono felt a headache coming on.

“Sun He is so annoying. Just now, the makeup artist refused her, and now everyone inside is scared to even move.”

With Sun He dragging the makeup artist, she definitely wouldn’t be coming out. Even if she did, it would be right before the show started, leaving no time for makeup. She probably wanted to go bare-faced. That must be her plan.

“Give me the bag; my makeup kit is inside,” Ji Ning said, “I’ll do it myself.”

“You’re doing it yourself? Why not ask Ji Shiyu’s makeup artist? They can do both male and female makeup, right?”

“Don’t bother them.”

Sure, here’s the text with space between paragraphs:

“Don’t bother others.” During the filming of “Roses and the Breezes,” there were only two makeup artists for the entire crew, and they both had their own airs. Coincidentally, during the time when Ji Ning was being criticized, the makeup artist always made her arrive earliest and wait the longest. Ji Ning, wanting to sleep a little longer, practiced her makeup skills and eventually did it herself. There were no apparent flaws on camera.

Her makeup skills were decent, and combined with her facial features suitable for light makeup, it wasn’t very difficult for her.

Although her makeup tools were not as complete as the makeup artist’s, she still had some basic ones.

Using a brush, she applied foundation in small amounts multiple times, drew her eyebrows and applied blush, used earth tones for eyeshadow blending, applied eyeliner, and created basic shadows and highlights. She had Nono borrow some false eyelashes from next door to enhance the effect.

To make the false eyelashes look more natural, she used scissors to cut them into clusters and glued them to her eyelids, choosing longer sections for the middle and shorter ones for the sides. She spent nearly half an hour just on the eyelashes, but the result was excellent—thick but not exaggerated, complementing her entire face well.

After spraying setting spray, Ji Ning casually used styling water to fix her hair. “Done.”

Nono sighed in relief beside her, “Almost forgot you could do your own makeup too.”

She had just finished when she received a notification that the show would start in ten minutes.

Ji Ning took out a bottle of highlighter from her bag, dabbed some on her collarbones and shoulders, and got ready to go to the runway.

This show was quite famous and was being live-streamed on domestic websites. Due to its status as a high-quality fashion event, it had also invited many domestic heartthrobs, attracting a large audience to watch the live stream. With Ji Shiyen there, even viewers without particular interests would be willing to watch.

Five minutes before the live broadcast started, the audience in the live room had already exceeded three million.

The entire runway was set around a pool, with five levels in total, and the models descended from the fifth floor.

Ji Ning’s dressing room was on the sixth floor, while her position was on the first floor. Nono was helping her tidy up the dressing room and hadn’t come out yet, so she had to walk down to the first floor by herself.

The heels she borrowed today were really quite high.

Standing at the top of the stairs on the sixth floor, Ji Ning lifted her skirt and glanced at the high heels beneath her feet.

Along the way, a female celebrity walked by with her male companion.

“Still daring to wear such high heels, aren’t you afraid of falling?”

A familiar voice sounded from behind.

Ji Ning turned around and saw Ji Shiyen. She lightly tapped the ground with her heels. “You haven’t left yet.”

The man hummed softly and walked to her side, naturally offering his arm. “Which floor are you going to?”

“The first floor.”

“Let’s go.”

She forgot to ask him which floor he was going to. Seeing him gentlemanly offering his arm, she reached out and linked hers with his.

The walk felt like walking on clouds, each step light and soft, almost afraid of leaving a hole.

—Stay calm, Ji Ning, stay calm. It’s just linking arms, you’re even holding hands, what are you afraid of? Haven’t you walked the red carpet holding a man’s arm before? Pull yourself together, don’t shake!

Ji Shiyen glanced at her. “What are you muttering to yourself over there?”

“Me… nothing, just saying, um, today’s sun is quite nice.”

The man released her hand only after escorting her to her position, casually remarking, “It’s overcast today.”

“…”

Seeing the man turn around, Ji Ning suddenly called out to him, “By the way.”

“Yeah?”

Just now she blurted it out, and now that she had stopped him, she had to make up something. Ji Ning said, “Um… I was just about to add a friend, but my phone fell over to your side, and the friend page disappeared. I wanted to ask if you remembered the WeChat ID on it?”

The man stared at her for a moment.

Ji Ning felt even more flustered under his gaze, almost shrinking her neck, her gaze flickering.

She had to make sure whether Ji Shiyen saw anything…

“I have no idea about that.” He finally spoke slowly.

With a smile that was neither a smile nor a frown, he added, “Don’t peek at what’s inappropriate.”

Ji Ning felt a bit relieved by his words, but also somewhat uncertain. She stared at him for a moment, trying to gauge the sincerity of his words.

But as soon as the man finished speaking, he turned around and went upstairs. Ji Ning was surprised to find out that he was actually on the second floor, but he still gentlemanly escorted her to the first floor.

As for whether he saw her alternate account… Since he said he didn’t, she would just have to believe him for now.

Certainly! Here’s the text with spaces between paragraphs:

Soon, someone took the seat next to Jining.

Since Miss Sun He wants to sell sensational press releases, naturally, she has to target the most sensational people. So Miss Sun He sat down next to her without hesitation.

When she saw Jining’s flawless makeup, she paused for a moment but quickly felt pleased, touching her exquisite earrings, feeling that Jining’s tricks were nothing compared to her own thorough preparation.

The live broadcast started quickly.

Undoubtedly, since it was a domestic live broadcast, the first person to appear naturally was Jishiyen.

The barrage on the screen flew rapidly, filled with various sighs and exclamation marks, almost causing the server to crash.

Next was Sheng Xingyu, who is currently one of the most popular young actors, smiling at the camera and receiving a plethora of exclamations like “Oh, I’m dead.”

The camera then switched to the runway, where the models all had standard cynical faces, with fierceness etched in the corners of their eyes and brows.

After about ten minutes of runway, when more casual viewers tuned in, the camera cut to Jining and Sun He.

After some irrelevant remarks, someone began to make precise comments—

【Is my screen broken? Did Sun He smear a bunch of lard on her face?】

【Her apple cheeks are almost swollen into apples. Sun He, wake up, stop getting hyaluronic acid injections!】

【Who said before that Jining had plastic surgery? I think she looks pretty normal, still beautiful.】

【Jining’s looks are unbeatable.】

【The shiny thing on her fairy shoulders looks so pretty.】

【How come Jining’s face looks better, but Sun He’s face is worse again? Is the entertainment industry really like this, everyone falling apart in order?】

Then the camera moved away, focusing on the highly popular nine-member group from Korea.

Sun He looked at the camera and quickly took out her phone to see everyone’s comments just now. In order to enjoy the first batch of praise perfectly, she specifically asked her assistant to record the entire process so that she could watch it in front of Jining.

But when the assistant opened the video she sent, her smile froze on her face. The comments were completely different from what she expected—almost all of them were praising Jining.

How could this be possible? Jining’s makeup was nowhere near as exquisite as hers! She spent over three hours on her makeup, and just forty-five minutes ago, she saw Jining without any makeup!

There must be something wrong somewhere.

A few minutes later, a certain big V beauty blogger whom Sun He secretly followed actually spoke out about this, using her as a negative example—

【My bestie dragged me to watch the live broadcast of the Spring/Summer show for Jishiyen. I just glanced at it after I finished my work and was persuaded by Sun He (is that her name?) to leave. It’s a bit terrifying. Korean makeup artists really love highlighting and dewy skin, but excessive highlighting really makes the face puffy and makes the makeup look low-grade, just like when you’ve just had too much hyaluronic acid injected… If she were compared to Korean artists alone, it wouldn’t be a big deal, but she insisted on sitting next to Jining, which made her look particularly petty. Jining’s matte makeup is suitable for big occasions, simple, clean, and elegant. Plus, the use of highlights is also very sophisticated. You can learn from Jining’s method of highlighting the shoulders and collarbones, it looks especially good. Highlights are fine, but never pursue too much shine, otherwise, you’ll end up like Sun He.】

The comments below were also discussing—

【Sun He already has a bit of baby fat, she really isn’t suitable for so much highlighting.】

【I laughed so hard the first time I put on highlights and couldn’t control it, and my cheekbones rose to the sky!】

【And highlighting really emphasizes pores. This live broadcast has no filters. I thought Sun He’s face was pockmarked, and I wondered if it was a medical beauty accident.】

【Every time I watch, I sigh. Jining’s temperament is too good.】

【Who is Sun He’s makeup artist? Change to Jining’s next time. With her mediocre foundation and no attention to detail, she’s just messing around. If she continues like this, she’ll be finished. Isn’t the most important thing for a leading actress her face?】

She originally wanted to target Jining, but ended up targeting herself—while the comments below were all rational discussions, they were all criticizing her, which was even more annoying than malicious mockery.

Sun He’s face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, and she directly threw her handbag and left.

Jining looked at her inexplicably, then continued to watch the show.

Today’s show was pretty good, with many new designs and fashion elements.

After the show ended, Jining went backstage.

Fu Shu, who was backstage, was recording a vlog, and many people were crowded around, wanting to appear in the video. Since her debut, Fu Shu had been steadily sitting on the throne of the nation’s darling, with a cute and lively smile, excellent audience appeal, and the trend of stars filming vlogs started from her.

Her vlog had high viewership every time, and it had even trended a few times. Naturally, everyone rushed to appear familiar.

“Big sister Ning!” Fu Shu saw Jining from afar and waved to her. “Come over, let’s play a game.”

Jining walked over. “What game?”

Here’s the translation:

“A toy alligator with many teeth is handed over: ‘This one, it has many teeth, and if one of them is pressed, the alligator’s mouth will close. Each of us presses one, and whoever presses the one that triggers it will be punished. We’ll play seven rounds.’

The game starts quickly.

Ji Ning happened to pass by. Initially, she planned to leave upon seeing the crowd, but she glanced casually and noticed other female stars busy selecting flattering angles to pose for the camera, while Ji Ning was busy figuring out which tooth was safer.

Buddha is so indifferent to worldly affairs. She still manages to get roles in frontline dramas. It’s quite admirable.

She just stood there watching and unwittingly reached the fifth round. Ji Ning, unfortunately, triggered it once, pressing the switch and getting bitten by the toy, which scared her into laughing and dodging, joking with Fu Shu with a smile.

Suddenly, he felt this was her true self. She should be laughing warmly and brightly with her friends, instead of being repeatedly forced by online public opinion to a point of no return, not even leaving herself the chance to be weak.

After seven rounds of the game, seven artists who needed to be punished were identified. The punishment was to make funny faces and take selfies together with everyone.

Actually, those who came to play had tacitly agreed to this punishment from the beginning, but when it came to implementation, some female artists were unwilling. They changed their faces on the spot and reluctantly cooperated.

Ji Ning originally wanted to find an opportunity to refute the rumors about plastic surgery today, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t find that opportunity, so she had to give up and consider whether to prove it through other means.

After nearly ten hours of flying, she finally arrived in the country. Ji Ning returned to the hotel and found herself trending again, this time at number twenty, with the hashtag #JiNingHonestPerson.

It’s impossible to tell what kind of trend this is.

She clicked on it.

[Fu Shu posted another vlog. Besides watching the daily life of the little fairy, there are also female artists playing games backstage after the Spring and Summer show. The loser has to make a funny face. Just by looking at this photo, who do you think lost?]

The accompanying picture is the final group photo. There were supposed to be seven people making funny faces, but it’s obvious that only Ji Ning is doing it, while the others are posing or even making their funny faces look good.

There are 15,000 comments below.

[A glimpse of the hidden rivalry between female stars. The competition is too fierce, Ji Ning looks like a silly and sweet outsider.]

[Since you agreed to make funny faces from the beginning, don’t deny it at the end. If you can’t accept the punishment, don’t participate in the game.]

[Just casual play between artists, can’t someone avoid making a big deal out of it?]

[Just casual play shows one’s character the most.]

[Does acting cute have some misunderstanding about making funny faces? Although she looks average, she carries more weight than a fairy.]

[Ji Ning is really an honest person, holding her chin with one hand and pinching her nose with the other, her eyes squeezed like that. So sincere, so lovable.]

[To the one who said Ji Ning had plastic surgery? Rumor has it that her legs were broken, she dares to twist them like this, clearly authentic.]

[The plastic surgery industry in the Celestial Empire is so advanced that even those who have had it done dare to do this. Stop boasting. Who’s nobler than whom.]

[I’m curious, clicking into the homepage, it turns out it’s Sun He’s fans who dare to accuse others of plastic surgery? Then why don’t you let your master try pinching her nose? Look at how sweetly she winks, totally can’t tell she suggested the punishment of making funny faces~]

[Forget about Sun He, my friend said she’s so arrogant in the dressing room, even snatched Ji Ning’s makeup artist, but her makeup is five hundred levels worse than Ji Ning’s. She got angry on the spot and left the seat in a huff, then threw a tantrum in the car, splashing porridge all over her assistant, but when she came out, she smiled sweetly again, wow, the image of a sweet fairy doesn’t collapse at all, her facial expressions are too good! [Grinning Face]]

[Sun He’s fans are really shameless, constantly making rumors about others and attacking them. Now they’re even aiming at Ji Ning, who has never caused trouble. It’s really despicable!]”

As for Sun He, she, who usually operates as the “Golden Age Beauty” on the super topics every day, was so angry that she didn’t even post a single Weibo. I heard she even went out to do Muay Thai to vent in the middle of the night.

It’s currently ten o’clock, and the hotel, for the convenience of the artists, is not located in a bustling area. At this moment, the moonlight is just right, and there are few people around, making it perfect for a walk.

Jining put on her hat, put on her headphones, and prepared to go out for a run. When passing by the convenience store, she saw a familiar figure.

The man also wore a hat, but he added a mask more than her. He was wearing a soft sky blue T-shirt, with the front hem irregularly tucked into his pants.

He used to dislike wearing blue clothes, or perhaps he preferred black over blue. Later, when choosing a support color, no artist would use black as a support color. When fans asked him what color he wanted to change to, he said it didn’t matter, just choose whatever you like.

After choosing the blue support color, the fans sent him a set of uniforms. Originally, it was just for show, and no one thought he would wear them, after all, he had always had a cold image since his debut, and whether he cared about his fans or not… the fans didn’t have such expectations.

But the next day, when recording a national program, he wore the blue uniform. And in all subsequent significant days, such as the fan club establishment day, debut anniversary, holidays, etc., he would choose blue clothes. The proportion of blue in his casual wear also increased significantly.

He did all this so quietly and naturally, giving one thoughtful and natural surprise after another.

Jining unconsciously stood at the door of the convenience store.

The store clerk probably suspected him of being Jishiyi based on his figure, after all, top fans were everywhere, but he blocked them tightly, and the girl couldn’t be sure, so she had to pretend to be stocking next to him.

When she was putting the cola away, she didn’t hold it steady, and a can of soda swayed on the shelf a few times. In the end, she couldn’t stabilize it and it was about to fall to the ground.

The girl was busy grabbing the fallen potato chips, with no spare hands to catch the cola. In an instant, her eyes were full of despair, but she glimpsed a hand reaching out from the air and firmly grabbing the cola.

Jishiyi put the things back on the shelf.

Jining saw that moment clearly at the door. Subconsciously, she put the oden she was holding aside, and then took the cola for the clerk.

It seemed like a very insignificant detail, but even at his position, he could still reach out to help the convenience store clerk without being arrogant or inflated — it had been more than ten years, and he hadn’t changed much in this impetuous and swollen circle.

The store clerk girl kept thanking him: “Thank you, thank you.”

“No need.”

The man pulled down his mask and, as soon as he turned around, he noticed Jining standing at the door. He paused for two seconds, “What are you doing there?”

Maybe he was bewitched.

Jining didn’t say anything.

Jishiyi lifted his chin slightly, and the corners of his eyes curved up with a smile, “Come over here.”

She, as if acting under a spell, really went over, without thinking about anything in her mind.

The man held two boxes of oden in his hand. Jining walked over and stood in front of him, only to see him take out the clean box from the bottom and cover it on her head.

…?

Jining raised her head blankly and met the man’s smiling eyes. The smile at the corners of his eyes grew bigger and bigger, and finally, he couldn’t help but burst into a joyful and satisfied laugh, his chest trembling slightly.

How did the style suddenly change like this for her…?

While the man walked out of the convenience store, Jining was still pondering the reason for all this. This time, it was Jishiyi standing at the door, looking at her who was motionless, and asked with a smile, “Did the hat cast a spell on you?”

Jining impatiently pulled off the cup on her head, “This is a ghost hat.”

He smirked, “Let’s go.”

“If you want me to come, I’ll come. If you want me to leave, I’ll leave. Am I your dog?”

Jining walked angrily on the cement road under her feet and followed him into the hotel.

“I didn’t ask you to.”

She was about to speak, but unexpectedly, her chin was scratched a few times by someone’s fingertip.

“Does that feel good?” the man asked softly.

He asked so lightly, but her internal organs began to burn along with it, and her cerebral cortex began to numb.

Mountains crumbled, rivers flowed backward, and Jining felt that the itching sensation had spread to the base of her neck, and even her throat was smoking.

This guy is really something.

“Not comfortable? My dog Mint likes it when I scratch it like this.”

Mint is Jishiyi’s pet, a Shiba Inu.

After saying that, Jishiyi stood at the door of his own room, leisurely admiring how every time he spoke, the girl’s ears turned red.

“You go back quickly!””

Certainly, here’s the text with spaces between paragraphs:

Ji Ning couldn’t help but push him into the room, closing the door firmly behind the man as if to confirm it was locked, then quickly headed to her own room. After closing the door, she leaned against it, taking deep breaths, her fingers unconsciously rubbing the area he had just touched. He felt like he was teasing a pet, but she felt like she was on the verge of a performance of suicide…

His fingertips were gentle, especially when scratching someone… If it hadn’t been for Nono calling to discuss work, she would probably have ended up at the door tonight. After chatting with Nono about work for about twenty minutes, Ji Ning felt slightly calmer, then went to tidy up her clothes and take a shower. As she sat on the edge of the bed drying her hair, she inexplicably thought of some fragments, especially those about when she started liking him.

She had known him for a long time. In middle school, the name Ji Shixian was the most frequently shouted by girls, and in high school, his fans dominated the debate team. The name “Ji Shixian’s girlfriend group” hung on the school bulletin board for half a year. When she didn’t like him, he was everywhere in her life. Some people can truly stay popular for more than a decade.

At that time, she just glanced at him casually, thinking he was good-looking, without any other feelings. It wasn’t until her senior year of high school, when she decided to switch from pure culture to performing arts, that no one, not even her teachers or parents, thought she would succeed. She was under so much pressure that she often didn’t want to do anything and would lie on her desk staring blankly until the early hours of the morning.

Unexpectedly, she stumbled upon a late-night radio program. Some fans had compiled his voice into a program, including interviews and original film recordings. His voice was gentle and soothing, carrying the maturity and calmness that comes with experience and growth. She inexplicably felt healed. She finally began to understand him, became a fan of his character and strength, and found that just seeing him could heal a bad mood for the whole day. He became a kind of spiritual support for her.

At that time, she was only 17 years old, with grand aspirations, like many 18-year-old boys wanting to save the world. As the art exam approached, Ji Shixian appeared on an online interview and randomly answered fans’ questions. As if self-motivated, she left a sentence, “Wait for me to meet you at the top,” partly joking, partly determined, like a heroic declaration. She never thought he would see it. But he really did see her among tens of thousands of people.

The naive dream spoken by a 17-year-old girl made her laugh dumbly even now, but how did Ji Shixian answer at that time? In the five-second voice message, his voice was inspiring and inclusive. He said, “Sure, I’ll wait for you to meet me at the top.” It’s hard to describe the moment’s emotion, but looking out the window, she suddenly felt dawn breaking. No one believed her. But he did. Even if it was just a casual comfort, a little affirmation was precious to her at the time. In extreme darkness, even a little light can keep you going.

He really accompanied her through a very difficult time, even though he didn’t know it. But just the thought that somewhere, the person she liked was also striving, and the thought that he had once been underestimated but eventually became king, made her feel like she could hold on a little longer. His significance to her has exceeded that of just an idol, or perhaps giving people hope and motivation is the true meaning of an idol. How to describe him? He’s someone who may not express himself much, but he’s really, really gentle.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the “very gentle” man had just turned off the light and was getting ready to sleep. The moment he closed his eyes, he thought of Ji Ning, and then suddenly remembered something he had seen in the rest area before. It seemed like… Ji Shixian’s hidden marriage wife or something… The man rolled out of bed, turned on the bedside lamp, unlocked his phone, and casually searched.

[“Ji Shixian’s hidden marriage wife”] related users 532, with all sorts of prefixes and suffixes, dazzling. … How do you find this? After looking for a while and recalling, his amazing memory made him realize that the length seemed wrong, so Ji Shixian added a few more words at random.

[“Ji Shixian’s hidden marriage wife outside the circle”] related users 237. [“Ji Shixian’s outside circle hidden marriage wife”] related users 289. … How many times did he get married anyway?

After careful consideration, he scrolled back and forth, confirming his suspicions, then recalled the profile picture, finding one that was similar and clicked on it. The bio read: “Specializing in being a god for a hundred years.”

The latest Weibo post was about a purchase record for a new endorsement deal, with the caption: “I recently said I shouldn’t spend money recklessly anymore, but what does spending money for my husband count as?”

He pressed his tongue against his palate, recalling her evasive gaze and various thinly veiled questions, a certain thought becoming clearer――

Is she so afraid of him finding out that this isn’t her alternate account?

Once he accepted this premise…

Reading through those Weibo posts again felt completely different.

Hundreds of posts were all about him, occasionally sprinkled with some insights into her own life.

After enjoying it for over an hour, he realized it was late and decided to continue reading tomorrow.

The current Weibo post on the page was a retweet of a subzero temperature warning notice she shared during the New Year, with a comment: “In this weather, even if Ji Shiyi invites me out, I wouldn’t go. It’s too cold, really.”

A minute later, she retweeted again: “Sorry, just thought about it carefully. If Ji Shiyi invites me out, I’ll fly over at lightning speed. I’ll overcome any obstacle, wherever I go, I’ll be victorious [OK].”

Someone commented below, probably a friend: “Can’t you be a bit reserved?”

Five minutes later, she reluctantly made a difficult concession――

“Fine, then I’ll take the high-speed train.”

Even though there were still many troubles waiting to be dealt with, various cumbersome work arrangements and investment plans that Jiang Sheng had mentioned were still fresh in his mind, but seeing this――

He covered his eyes, a silent smile forming in the darkness.

The author has something to say: Gu Wang: It’s impossible for someone not to like me 🙂
Ning Ning: Didn’t we agree not to look at indecent things we shouldn’t see?