After realizing that ng Qiming was entertaining the thought of proposing to her, Shen Zhiyi decided she needed to find an opportunity to have a serious talk with him. She really felt nothing for ng Qiming, and since he was intent on marriage, it would be wrong to let him waste his ti on her.
So, after finishing her work, she called ng Qiming to arrange a talk.
"Zhiyi?" ng Qiming clearly hadn’t expected her to take the initiative to call him and sounded pleasantly surprised. "Do you need sothing?"
If she needed his help, he would be more than happy to offer it.
"I have sothing I’d like to discuss with you," Shen Zhiyi glanced at the ti; it wasn’t too late. "Can we et now?"
ng Qiming was a decent person and treated her well, so Shen Zhiyi wanted to show him the respect of speaking in person.
"Right now?" ng Qiming hesitated slightly. "I’m sorry, Zhiyi, I can’t make it today. How about tomorrow evening? I will send you the eting address then."
"Okay," Shen Zhiyi agreed.
The next day, she specifically cleared her evening schedule and asked ng the director for ti off.
When she requested the leave, Director ng seed to ask casually, "Do you have plans tonight?"
He was ng Qiming’s father but seldom ntioned his son, so Shen Zhiyi wasn’t on guard. "Yeah."
Director ng smiled. "With my son?"
"I am supposed to et him," Shen Zhiyi replied, slightly surprised. "Did he tell you?"
"No need for him to tell , I would have guessed it anyway. Today, well," Director ng waved a hand dismissively, "go on, and you don’t need to co in so early tomorrow. It’s fine if you stay out a bit late."
She received a call from Pei Yu as she was leaving the set.
"Have you had dinner?" Pei Yu casually ticked off a few items on the nu, handed it to Qin Fang seated opposite him, and asked with an affectionate and natural tone that kept drawing glances from Qin Fang.
"Not yet," Shen Zhiyi planned to find sowhere to eat after her eting with ng Qiming; it was just a talk and shouldn’t take too much ti.
"Shall I order takeout for you?"
"No need."
Shen Zhiyi said, "I’m not on set right now."
The appetizer salad arrived, and Pei Yu glanced up, "You finished work early today, are you ho? Is it okay if I co to see you?"
Qin Fang had just picked up his utensils when he heard this and looked incredulous.
No way, Brother Pei was about to leave him here and go to Shen Zhiyi?
"Don’t," Shen Zhiyi rejected him. "Please don’t co."
With her rejection, Pei Yu’s eyes dimd, and after a mont of silence, he continued, "About what I said last ti... did I scare you? I’m sorry, you can pretend I never said it."
He had regretted those words the very day he said them. Waking from a dream at night, he dreamt she had rejected him rcilessly and even severed all ties with him as a result. Pei Yu’s heart raced in anxiety, and the more he thought about it, the more impulsive he felt he had been.
Pretend he never said it? Without realizing it, Shen Zhiyi furrowed her brows slightly upon hearing this. She didn’t respond to Pei Yu’s comnt but instead said, "I’m not at ho right now."
"Hmm," Pei Yu didn’t cling to the previous topic. "Have you gone off to take care of other appointnts?"
Another call ca in, and Shen Zhiyi offhandedly said, "I have sothing to do."
She said, "I’ll hang up first."
Pei Yu looked at the disconnected call screen and sent Secretary Qin a ssage, inquiring about Shen Zhiyi’s plans for the day.
She quickly received a reply, she had no activities today other than filming.
"Brother Pei," Qin Fang, completely ignored, sought acknowledgnt, "you’re pursuing her a bit too closely."
In fact, what he wanted to say was that he thought Pei Yu was being quite clingy, but he didn’t dare use that word to describe him.
Pei Yu paid no heed to his words and dialed Director ng’s number.
Not in the mood for small talk, he got straight to the point, "She’s not on set?"
"Nope," Director ng, focused on the scene, multitasking, "She asked for leave."
Asked for leave?
Pei Yu frowned, "What did she go do?"
"She went on a date," Director ng, watching the monitor, suddenly realized he was talking to Pei Yu and said with a hint of pride, "You didn’t know? Today is my son’s birthday, she naturally went on a date with my son."
Heh, looks like he’s got to compete with his son now.
Pei Yu hung up the phone without a word.
Qin Fang swallowed his food, watching Pei Yu suddenly ordering several bottles of alcohol, felt at a loss, and slowly put down his knife and fork.
This... well, he might as well drink along.
Zhiyi arrived at the address ng Qiming had given her, soone led her directly to the top floor, and as soon as the private room door opened, a stream of chatter and laughter revealed it was clearly the scene of a gathering.
Thinking she had walked into the wrong place, she was about to turn back when ng Qiming ca out from inside, "Zhiyi!"
It was a private gathering, and he was dressed casually and acted more freely, smiling as he greeted, "You’ve arrived."
Zhiyi had wanted to talk to him about personal matters, thinking it would just be a quick eting between the two of them, but to her surprise, he had actually invited her to a gathering, "Mr. ng, can we chat sowhere else?"
"Of course," ng Qiming pointed in a direction, "Let’s go chat in another room inside then."
However, they had only taken a few steps when a group of n surrounded ng Qiming, clearly very close to him, with the man closest to him sporting shoulder-length hair, exuding an artistic vibe.
"Where are you running off to, Qiming? Today’s your birthday and the bros made ti to celebrate for you, you can’t just leave us behind."
Although the man addressed ng Qiming, his gaze was taking in Zhiyi, he assud understandingly, "Oh, eager to et a beauty, aren’t you?"
Because they were close, such teasing was acceptable, ng Qiming said helplessly, "Don’t talk nonsense, Zhiyi is my friend, she has sothing to discuss with ."
"What could be so urgent that it can’t wait?" the man laughed, inviting, "Miss Shen, are you here to celebrate Qiming’s birthday as well? Perfect, let’s all have fun together."
Zhiyi only then realized from his words that today was ng Qiming’s birthday and this was clearly a private gathering with his friends. She was clueless when she ca, not even bringing a gift.
ng Qiming looked over with hopeful eyes, "Zhiyi, can you stay for a while?"
Considering it was his birthday celebration, and she had co empty-handed, she felt embarrassed to decline, and as everyone persuaded her together, Zhiyi took a seat, unable to reject ng Qiming in front of everyone.
Putting personal connections aside, he was still the CEO of CN and she had a professional relationship with him, it was only right to show him respect and courtesy.
But by staying, it was no longer appropriate for Zhiyi to discuss private matters with ng Qiming, so she decided to sit for a while and find a chance to leave, hoping to reschedule so other ti.
"Zhiyi," ng Qiming, persuaded to have a few drinks, slightly tipsy, "I’m sorry for taking up your ti."
He admitted frankly, "I’ve long wanted to invite you to my birthday celebration, but I guessed you would refuse, so I didn’t inform you in advance, sorry."
"Mr. ng," Zhiyi hadn’t wanted to discuss matters with him today, but now that he’d broached the subject, she didn’t want to put it off any longer, "Please stop wasting your ti on ."
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