Ji Shiting wound down the window and let the autumn wind in.
He unbuttoned his shirt and put his right hand on the window. Night had fallen, and the lights shone on his handsome face.
Over the phone, Grandpa Ji voice said, “Why have you become more unfilial after getting married? How long has it been since you last visited me?”
Ji Shiting smiled and said, “Didn’t you tell me to enjoy our time together?”
“But the problem is that Shengge is filming in the Film City, and you’re on a business trip. How long will it take you two to meet?” Grandpa Ji was furious. “At this rate, when will I get a great-grandson?”
“I’ll take Shengge back to the manor to visit you after she gets some rest,” Ji Shiting said. “Are you satisfied now?”
“Humph …” Grandpa Ji said coldly. “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. I don’t have much raw stones left. I planned to give them to your grandma below, after a hundred years and not give them to you.”
“Grandma doesn’t like diamonds.” Ji Shiting raised his eyebrows. “She likes jade.”
Grandpa Ji was rendered speechless again. “… Can’t you buy it yourself if you want to give it to your wife?”
“The quality in the market isn’t good enough,” Ji Shiting said. “If there’s anything good in the future, I’ll get it and return it to you.”
“Let’s talk about it after you bring Shengge back.” Grandpa Ji scoffed and hung up the phone.
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Ye Shengge would probably be done with her day’s filming and would call him in about half an hour.
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Ye Shengge didn’t even remember that she had a routine phone call to make.
Qin Youhui and Xiao Liu were setting up the living room according to the film’s plot. “Shengge, walk over from that direction later.” Qin Youhui pointed to the door. “I’ll sit on the step and drink. Xiao Liu, shoot from this direction. Lin Ran, shoot from the other side.”
Little Liu and Lin Ran nodded solemnly.
Ye Shengge was still nervous, but seeing how professional and calm Qin Youhui was, she didn’t want to let him down.
“I understand.” She nodded.
“Okay, let’s begin.” Qin Youhui could tell that she was worried, so he smiled and said, “Don’t be afraid. Don’t think of yourself as Xue Ning. I’m not Qin Youhui, but your only hope, Rong Yuxiu. Relax, you’re an actress.”
Ye Shengge felt a bit ashamed.
That’s right. This was just work. Being too nervous would only make Qin Youhui feel awkward.
“Rest assured.” Ye Shengge walked to the door and pulled her cloak tighter.
Qin Youhui also lay down on the sofa, holding a wine pot.
Qin Youhui immediately got into character after hearing what Lin Ran said. He took a sip of wine and sang, “… There’s a new worry in my eyes. There’s no way to get rid of it. I just started to frown, but now I’m worried.”
He sounded like he was letting loose, yet his tone was full of self-mockery, grief, and disappointment.
Xue Ning inched closer.
“Lord Rong has a bright future ahead of him. I don’t know how many daughters and concubines want a husband, so could he be trapped by love?” She smiled and said.
