âMy idol isnât like that!â Lin Qi refused to accept that.
Ye Shengge smiled.
âI think itâs better this way.â She looked at Shang Tianyi. âIâll email him about the company. Donât worry, heâs not a petty person. As long as the studio develops well, he wonât be stingy with resources.â
âEmail...â Shang Tianyi couldnât help complaining.â You divorced couples communicate via email. â
âIâm reporting to the head office as the person in charge of the studio.â Ye Shengge looked at him. âHow do we communicate without email?â
Shang Tianyiâs lips moved, but he eventually swallowed the wordsâ use your body to communicate â.
Lin Qi was still whimpering, âSister Shengge, if you really break up with Mr. Ji, I wonât believe in love anymore.â
âLove isnât meant to be eaten.â Ye Shengge walked over and picked her up from the bed. âHave you sorted out the emails I want to read tonight?â
âYes.â Lin Qi was upset. âSister Shengge, youâve become a workaholic again.â
Ye Shengge smiled and didnât say anything. She looked out of the window. It was almost evening, and the sun was like blood. There were fewer and fewer tourists on the beach, and without the bustle of the day, the boundless ocean looked lonely.
âItâll be dark soon after we go to the beach. Letâs have dinner first.â
âWhat do you want to eat?â Lin Qi asked.
âLetâs have the buffet.â Shang Tianyi looked at Ye Shengge. âDidnât you say the buffet in the hotel is delicious?â
Ye Shengge hesitated for a bit and nodded, âOkay then.â
Ji Shiting lived on the same floor as her, so it would seem like she couldnât let him go if she avoided him.
âYou looked like the sky was falling when you saw Mr. Ji. Why are you fine so soon?â Shang Tianyi couldnât understand.
Ye Shengge was dazed.
âI was just too shocked at first,â she explained calmly. âActually, I expected this outcome. Since itâs my choice, thereâs nothing to be upset about.â
Shang Tianyi and Lin Qi were rendered speechless.
...
The crew hadnât finished work yet, so there were very few people in the buffet restaurant.
When Ye Shengge arrived, she saw Ji Shiting sitting by the window. The manâs side profile was deep and attractive. He had one hand on the window frame and looked nonchalant. Ling Yutong would smile and say something to him occasionally. Every time this happened, the manâs handsome face would have a slight smile. The two of them didnât seem intimate, but they were very familiar and natural.
Seeing Little Zhengâs mouth full of soup, he even took out a tissue to help him wipe it.
âUm... Thank you, Uncle Ji.â Little Zheng was shocked.
Even Ling Yutong was shocked.
âDid you grow taller again?â The man suddenly said and looked at Little Zheng.
âThatâs right. Iâve grown three centimeters since I returned to Yang City!â Little Zheng was very smug when he said that.
âMm.â Ji Shiting nodded and looked at Ling Yutong. âYouâve taught this child well.â
Ling Yutong was dazed for a bit, then he said, âUnfortunately, I donât even know who his father is.â