Chapter 904: Chapter 906: Protest (6) Chapter 904: Chapter 906: Protest (6) Xue Feifei was taken aback for a mont. Previously, during the al, she was at the sa table as Yu Sixing, but he was sitting next to Director Zhao and on the other side was Huang Mi. Sixing and she were separated by two or three seats. Neither directly opposite nor beside each other, there was no interaction between them during the al, not even a single word.
And after dinner, he must have followed Director Zhao and the others to continue the gathering. Feifei, uninterested, had left early and only happened to run into the martial arts director, confirming tomorrow’s action sequences in advance. They had archery scenes scheduled, and although it probably wasn’t very dangerous, it was still necessary to confirm the movents ahead of ti.
Let alone those tis before, like when he ca to fix soone’s environntal issue. Indeed, there hadn’t been any communication at all, not even an exchange of glances. The closest they had been in the past few months was at the engagent banquet; he stood behind her, his arm brushing against her back, his breath on the nape of her neck. But even then, not a word was spoken between them.
So what was he doing here this ti, showing up in her room at this hour, and what did he want to do?
As Feifei was wondering, Yu Sixing lifted his gaze. He had been sitting on the edge of the bed, and when he looked up, Feifei could clearly see bloodshot eyes and a sowhat abnormally focused look. He tried to stand up, but his body swayed, and he had to steady himself against the wall with his arm.
Only when she was closer did she sll the strong alcohol on his breath. So this guy was drunk, and that’s why he ca to her room to go on a drunken rampage?
Indeed, as Yu Sixing lifted his eyes, his gaze still sowhat icy cold, he went straight to the point, “You, get out.”
He was looking at Feifei, but the assistant got the ssage instantly and turned to leave. Sure enough, at the door, Yu Sixing’s secretary was there to arrange everything for her. The assistant, as she departed, shalessly locked the room from the outside. This was as far as she could help him.
Xue Feifei’s expression remained incredibly calm as she quietly observed him, “Is there sothing you need?”
This guy must have had too much to drink to co to her room. When sober, he looked at her as though he couldn’t bear to do so directly. Yu Sixing didn’t say anything, just quietly stared at her.
Feifei frowned slightly and added, “If there’s nothing, I’m going to rest. The keys are on the table. If you want to leave, twist it twice first.”
However, Yu Sixing didn’t move.
He neither advanced nor retreated, still just gazing steadily at her.
Feifei’s frown deepened, and she decided to be blunt, “Yu Sixing, let’s talk openly. I have inquired about your family, and it’s impossible for them to accept an entertainer as one of their own, so we were never a possibility from the start. I thank you for your help before, truly. I am also grateful for the opportunity you’ve given . As an artist under your banner, if you’re unhappy, we can renegotiate a new contract, one with lower terms for . I promise I won’t let you suffer any loss, what do you think?”
Yu Sixing didn’t speak, but he understood that what Feifei ant was she would rather earn less money, even risk being blacklisted, than continue with him. Although he showed no reaction on the surface, he was fuming inside.
Since birth, he had never been so rejected.
He had his pride. After all, it was just a woman; did he really have to beg her?
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