Pea shook her head.
Jin Sinan: "..."
eting and then throwing herself into his arms, doesn’t want to?
Pea blinked her big, black grape-like eyes and seriously explained, "Because I can only think of Daddy and Brother, and Grandpa and Grandpa."
Hearing the little cutie say this, Jin Sinan suddenly understood and laughed out loud, holding his forehead.
Pea didn’t understand what he was laughing at and looked at him dumbfounded, asking in a childish voice, "Uncle, why are you laughing?"
Jin Sinan gently pinched Pea’s soft, chubby face and chuckled, "Your dad is really too scary; anyone who dares to pursue you in the future is a brave soul."
Pea still didn’t understand, and she didn’t want to understand because her toy was still in pieces.
She blinked her eyes and softly pleaded for help.
Of course, Jin Sinan wouldn’t refuse. He sat on the carpet with Pea, starting to assemble the Lego set that even Miss Ji couldn’t handle.
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Wanxia was about to taste the chicken soup’s seasoning when the maid walked into the kitchen holding a vibrating phone, respectfully lowering it in front of her, "Miss Ji, your phone."
A string of sowhat familiar numbers flashed on the screen.
After all these years, Shen the Superstar still hadn’t changed her number; she’s quite sentintal.
Wanxia pulled out a napkin to wipe her hands, took the phone, and waited for the maid to leave the kitchen and close the door before she answered the call.
Leaning lazily against the sink, she spoke indifferently, "The big superstar is so busy, what ti do you have to waste calling ?"
"Wanxia," Shen Weiyi closed her eyes briefly, calmly calling her na, "Xiao Yue is straightforward and might not have grasped the proper limits while speaking. Can you... not hold it against her?"
At eight o’clock this morning, all the advertisents endorsed by Gao Yue were taken offline. Whether it was the movies or TV dramas she participated in, the officials also announced a temporary halt.
It was equivalent to Gao Yue being banned in the entertainnt industry.
Wanxia smiled softly, but the smile never reached her eyes, rely staying on the surface, "Miss Shen, is it that you can’t handle Mr. Gu?"
This sisterly affection is truly touching.
Shen Weiyi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her gaze calm, "Ji Wanxia, an actress’s pri lasts only a few years. Once she’s put on ice, it’s equivalent to being completely kicked out of the entertainnt industry."
The sumr sunset light was sowhat dazzling.
She lowered her eyes, her tone very calm, "Xiao Yue is innocent. Don’t you feel any pangs of conscience for doing this?"
Pangs of conscience...
The mont she heard those four words, Wanxia burst into laughter, but there was no warmth in that laugh.
The person least qualified to ntion this idiom was Shen Weiyi.
The corner of her mouth curled into a sarcastic arc, speaking slowly, "Even murderers can live with peace of mind, and I just used a little trick to make Gao Yue clean her mouth when she sees next ti; why would I feel guilty?"
Disgusting?
What is this; the more disgusting is yet to co.
"Just say directly what it will take to end this," Shen Weiyi seed not to hear her words at all, her fine features remaining as calm as ever, "If you want Xiao Yue to apologize to you in person, I think it can be arranged."
In the entertainnt industry, what’s most abundant is beautiful actresses. In front of a bright future and resources, the word dignity is too extravagant.
"What good is a ’sorry’? Gao Yue stood up for her good sister and pointed at to scold in front of so many people," Wanxia picked up a piece of cut potato and played with it in her hand, lazily and casually smiling, "Don’t I have any self-respect?"
Half the sky was reddish, and looking down from the thirty-sixth floor, the city presented an incredibly majestic beauty.
After a mont of silence, Shen Weiyi poured herself a glass of red wine and returned to the floor-to-ceiling window.
In the luxurious presidential suite, her shadow, cast by the sunset, was stretched long across the floor.
"So, you’re not planning to let things go."
It was a statent.
"It wasn’t who banned Gao Yue, seems Miss Shen has made a mistake," Wanxia sneered, then slowly and thodically offered advice, "If Mr. Gu is too preoccupied with tenderness to see you, why don’t you go to Lu Huai’an?"
At this point, she seed to have suddenly recalled sothing.
Her beautiful face showed a semblance of sudden enlightennt, "Oh, guess I forgot, Miss Shen was already kicked out by the ungrateful Lu Huai’an, and going to beg an ex isn’t really sothing the noble Miss Shen would do."
Rich family scions and the daughter of the family maid, it’s a standard idol drama fixture.
Back then, when Lu Huai’an ruined Mrs. Lu’s family for Miss Shen, he didn’t even blink an eye.
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