Ji Chicheng’s face flashed with disgust as he pressed the accelerator deep, and the car sped up at a flying speed on the wide eight-lane road.
Ji Mingyue was annoyed, "Ji Chicheng, are you crazy?"
"If you keep arguing, you will get out of the car."
Ji Chicheng coldly replied to Ji Mingyue, and the speed of the car continued to increase.
Such stimulation allowed him to cast aside the restlessness he was nearly unable to control within himself.
Anning watched the direction in which Ji Chicheng’s car disappeared.
Wang Zhuoling’s voice suddenly rose by her ear, "Isn’t it good to be a well-behaved wife of a wealthy family?"
Anning diverted her gaze and smiled at Wang Zhuoling, "What’s good about it?"
She retorted without wanting an answer, and bent down to get into the car.
Wang Zhuoling got into the car and didn’t continue the previous topic. She handed Anning a stack of docunts, "Take a good look at these when you get back. Next week you will go to Country H for training, which will last about two months."
As she spoke, she looked at the docunts she had just given to Anning, "These are the class schedules and things to be aware of during your studies in Country H. I’ve already booked your plane ticket."
Anning nodded, "Okay!"
Hongjie also told her that listening to Wang Zhuoling was never wrong. At first, she had neither the qualifications nor the position to refuse.
She could only follow the company’s arrangents.
The apartnt arranged for her was a well-furnished luxury two-bedroom with all the electronic products in the house controlled by remotes and touch screens.
Lying on the comfortable big bed, Anning stared unblinkingly at the floral chandelier on the ceiling, finally having a large space of her own.
Although unfamiliar, her heart felt relieved.
She no longer had to be cautiously thoughtful, no longer had to fear revealing her thoughts, no longer had to check if anyone was in the living room even when pouring a glass of water.
Finally... she was liberated.
...
It was the first ti she had not spent the Spring Festival in Hai City since she entered the Ji Family at six years old, and it was abroad. Though the land of Hai City had tornted her thousands of tis, she still missed it.
Anning stood outside the arrival gates, looking up at the sky of Hai City, where the smog hung in the air influenced by heavy industry.
She wore a mask and sunglasses, her hair reaching her waist, washed and blow-dried straight, her perfect facial structure striking even with a plain middle part.
Wangjie told her to wear a mask and sunglasses at the airport or in other public places; otherwise, she might be mistaken for a passerby.
So, when celebrities wear masks and shades at the airport, sotis it’s not because they are afraid of being recognized, but rather because they are afraid of not being recognized.
"Get in the car."
Wang Zhuoling and Anning’s assistant followed her out while pushing her luggage, reminding Anning as they headed straight for the car.
"Miss Wang, is this a new artist from your company?"
"Yes."
"Has she had any works out before?"
"No works have been released yet, but several companies have already co to discuss collaborations, and we are still selecting," said Wang Zhuoling.
Listening to Wang Zhuoling’s conversation with the reporter, Anning felt that it was all too superficial, all just a set-up.
These reporters seed to have been camping out waiting for them, clearly, soone had leaked the news, the sa procedure as always.
With Wang Zhuoling handling them, Anning stood aside with her hands in the thick pockets of her baseball jacket, chewing gum and occasionally blowing a big bubble.
Quietly waiting.
"Could Miss Ji remove her sunglasses and mask for a mont to face our interview?"
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