"You said it yourself—you’re an artist from Jia Entertainnt. So, let ask you, as a female celebrity from Jia Entertainnt, Xingyao’s sworn enemy, are you sure you’re not here to spy for your company?"
Faced with Jin Xuan’er’s aggressive questioning, Ji Wei didn’t show even the slightest hint of fear. Instead, her retort made Jin Xuan’er montarily freeze in place.
It was true that Xingyao and Jia Entertainnt were bitter rivals, but fate had its own peculiar sense of humor. Jin Xuan’er just happened to fall for the top agent of the opposing company.
"What nonsense are you spouting?"
Jin Xuan’er, unwilling to back down, yelled stubbornly, "A small-ti celebrity like you dares to boss around? Get the hell out of here, do you hear ?"
Ji Wei smirked coldly at the woman in front of her, who seed on the verge of losing control.
"The one who should leave is you."
The voice wasn’t Ji Wei’s, but a cool, indifferent tone that ca from behind the two of them.
Both Ji Wei and Jin Xuan’er turned their heads at once, only to see Ye Cheng walking out of his office, his usual aloof deanor unchanged. Beside him stood Xia Duoduo, her head lowered, making it impossible to discern her expression.
Ji Wei noticed that Xia Duoduo didn’t seem to be in a good mood, and couldn’t help feeling a bit surprised.
Could it be that her conversation with Ye Cheng hadn’t gone well? No matter how she looked at it, Xia Duoduo seed like she was on the verge of tears.
Ji Wei took a step towards the two, but before she could reach them, Jin Xuan’er rudely shoved her aside from behind, her high heels clicking loudly as she rushed over to Ye Cheng.
"Mr. Ye, do you rember ? I’m Jin Xuan’er! We first t at the film festival press conference, where you so graciously extended your hand to catch when I almost fell. From that mont on, I was captivated by you..."
Jin Xuan’er gazed at Ye Cheng with an infatuated look, her voice filled with unmistakable joy and urgency.
Ye Cheng only gave her a brief glance, his eyes exuding a frosty detachnt that kept others at a distance. "I’ve told you before, don’t co to Xingyao again. Leave imdiately."
Ever since their fleeting encounter at the film festival, Jin Xuan’er had beco inexplicably obsessive about Ye Cheng. Completely disregarding the fact that their companies were rivals, she seized any opportunity to co looking for him.
The company’s front desk had tried to stop her a few tis but couldn’t keep her out. And since she always claid to have business to discuss with Ye Cheng, it was hard to completely bar her from entering.
After all, who would’ve thought that a celebrity like Jin Xuan’er would chase after a re agent so fervently?
Today was a Saturday. Jin Xuan’er, having learned through her spy network that Ye Cheng was in the office, knew this was a perfect chance to approach him. So she had rushed over in a whirlwind.
But as soon as she arrived, she mistakenly assud Ji Wei was her rival in love.
"Mr. Ye, I truly like you..."
Jin Xuan’er tried to appeal to the man’s heart, and her words were emotional and stirring. "You’re unlike any man I’ve ever t. There’s sothing irresistibly magnetic about you, sothing that draws in and makes think about you... I think about you while eating, while filming, even in my dreams, you’re always there. I’m not asking you to agree to be with right away, but at the very least, don’t push away. Give us a chance to get to know each other better, okay?"
The more Ye Cheng listened, the darker and colder his expression beca.
It was precisely because of countless won like Jin Xuan’er—swooning admirers—that he avoided getting too involved with actresses.
Won approached him either for his attractive appearance or his status as a top agent, hoping to use him as a stepping stone to climb to the pinnacle of the entertainnt industry.
Ji Wei, overhearing Jin Xuan’er’s overly sentintal confession, was sowhat dumbfounded.
So, this was her witnessing soone confessing their love to the ice-cold Ye Cheng?
Ye Cheng clearly had little patience left, his voice chilling to the bone. "Miss Jin, I’ve already told you—I’m not interested in you."
"That’s okay. As long as I’m interested in you, that’s all that matters. Feelings can be cultivated over ti, can’t they? How about this: why don’t you co work for as my agent instead? I’ll give you five tis your current salary. You wouldn’t have to take care of multiple artists anymore—just alone. What do you think, Mr. Ye? Would you consider it?"
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