Vice President Zhou only turned around to observe her. He however, didnât respond.
It was as if he wasnât number 15 at all.
Ye Shengge was momentarily stunned. Was she mistaken?n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âOur lady is a very beautiful one.â The emcee smiled and asked Ye Shengge, âWhereâs our man?â
Many men present looked down at their own number tags, feeling regretful.
Ye Shengge continued staring blankly at Vice President Zhou. But after sizing her up, Vice President Zhou continued to talk to the people around him, which disappointed Ye Shengge.
Since the man wasnât Vice President Zhou, Ye Shengge had to say to the host, âPlease pick a new number.â
âNo need.â A deep voice sounded. âIâm number 15.â
That voice...
Ye Shengge immediately turned in the direction of that voice.
There was an arched door between the main house and the yard. Because of the banquet, the arched door was beautifully decorated.
The man had just walked out from under the arched door. Under the dazzling light, his handsome face looked even more attractive, but his dark eyes were cold and distant, as if he didnât fit in the party.
The entire hall fell into a strange silence as everyone held their breaths.
Ye Shengge stared at him in disbelief.
Ji Shiting couldnât have been angrier upon seeing her expression.
He walked to Ye Shengge and the corner of his lips curled upwards.
âWhat a coincidence, Miss Ye.â His voice was ice cold.
âMr... Mr. Ji...â Ye Shenggeâs scalp went numb. âI swear it was a coincidence.â
âReally?â Ji Shiting looked down at her and put his arm around her shoulders. âI saw you swap numbers with someone while watching upstairs. Heh... What a coincidence.â
âI did change my number with someone else, but... but because I thought number 15 belonged to someone else.â Ye Shengge explained. âIâm really not trying to pester you!â
She still remembered what the man had said when he had agreed to give her the lead actress of âXue Ningâ. So how could she dare to pester him like that?
âSomeone else.â Ji Shiting scoffed. âYou have many goals.â
â...â Ye Shengge felt wronged.
Ji Shiting saw how upset she was and couldnât help grin.
The anger in him dissipated a little.
The music started playing.
Ji Shiting moved his right hand along her shoulder then grabbed her hand. He then put his left hand around her waist while pulling her into his embrace.
âNevermind. Youâre still better than some random woman.â His deep and cold voice rang in her ears.
Ye Shengge was relieved.
No matter what, it was good that this man wasnât mad. After all, she had too many objectives to fulfill with regards to this man.
However, she had checked it several times, and it had been Vice-President Zhou on 15. That was why she had asked to swap number tags.
âAre you... really number 15, Mr. Ji?â Ye Shengge was in a daze. She didnât even realize that the manâs hand was on the side of her waist.
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