“There’s a water droplet on your eyebrow. I’ll help you wipe it away,” Ye Shengge said calmly.
“Really?” Ji Shiting said calmly. “Is it still there now?”
“Um… No.” She pulled her hand back and turned around. “I’m sleepy. Goodnight.”
However, the man chuckled and hugged her again.
Ye Shengge gasped and glared at him. “What else do you want?”
“What do you think?” The man put his hand into her hair and stared at her.
Ye Shengge turned her face away and said, “Stop kissing me… in case you…”
Ji Shiting snorted, grabbed her chin and pulled her face back.
Her phone rang.
Ji Shiting paused and his eyes dimmed.
Ye Shengge breathed a sigh of relief. It would be a big deal if that man found out that she wasn’t on her period.
“It’s my phone…” She blinked and smiled at him. She then put her hand into the pillow and took out her phone.
It was Chen Anzhi!
She got excited and pushed Ji Shiting, “It’s Director Chen!”
The man grabbed her hand and hugged her tighter. “It won’t affect you from answering the phone.”
Ye Shengge had no choice but to answer the phone, “Director Chen.”
“It’s me, Shengge.” Director Chen sounded happy. “Sorry for calling so late. I didn’t disturb you, did I?”
“No, no. I’m watching a movie!” Ye Shengge said without hesitation.
Ji Shiting curled his lips and kissed her earlobe.
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She tried to push Ji Shiting away, but he grabbed her wrist.
Fortunately, Chen Anzhi didn’t notice anything wrong.
“It’s like this. My script is almost finalized. If you have time, let’s meet up and talk.”
“Okay, no problem,” Ye Shengge said without hesitation. “Can you do it the day after tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?”
The schedule for tomorrow’s shoot was out, so she couldn’t ask for leave.
“Sure. Come to my house the day after tomorrow. My materials are all at home, so it’ll be more convenient,” Chen Anzhi said.
Ye Shengge was about to say yes, but Ji Shiting heard it all clearly.
He grabbed his phone from her and said to Chen Anzhi, “Change it to somewhere else.”
Ye Shengge had an impulse to bang her head on the ground.
Chen Anzhi was momentarily stunned. After a moment, he said, “Then let’s meet at my company the day after tomorrow at 10 a.m. How about that?”
“Sure,” Ji Shiting said and hung up the phone.
Ye Shengge could only glanced at the phone that was tossed to a corner of the bed. Although she was helpless, she didn’t dare reach out for it.
She had wanted to ask Director Chen what sort of story he was filming so that she could prepare in advance.
Ji Shiting looked at her and said, “I’ll accompany you the day after tomorrow.”
