Chu Ci expressed his feelings with a sigh, feeling sowhat depressed.
......
At noon, Chu Ci ordered takeout and also ordered a portion for each of the reporters outside.
Manman put a piece of braised pork in her mouth and frowned, saying, "Chu Ci, are you out of your mind? They’re blocking you in the house, and you still send them food."
Before Chu Ci could speak, Su Yan jumped in, "You’ve got it wrong. Our Chu Ci is showing emotional intelligence. The paparazzi can twist a single event into a hundred-and-eight different versions, good or bad, all depending on their mouth. So there’s no harm in getting on their good side."
Having been in the entertainnt industry for many years, Chu Ci would’ve been eliminated long ago if he didn’t have high emotional intelligence.
Li Manman doesn’t quite understand the ways of the entertainnt world; she just thinks the paparazzi are too much trouble.
After the three finished lunch, they all nestled on the couch and binge-watched shows, occasionally chatting.
Su Yan was quite busy, as dia often called to inquire about Chu Ci’s affairs. She routinely repeated the line, "Sorry, I don’t know much about Chu Ci’s personal feelings at the mont."
Then she decisively hung up the phone.
Li Manman and Han Xi decided to stay with Chu Ci tonight, while Su Yan had to leave early due to company matters.
Chu Ci called Aunt Li, asking her to buy so groceries from the supermarket to cook dinner tonight.
A little later, Aunt Li arrived at the villa with a big bag of items, only to be blocked by reporters at the entrance.
"Are you the nanny at Chu Ci’s? Have you seen Chu Ci bringing a man ho before?"
"Is Chu Ci living together with a man nad Gu Beichen?"
The nanny frowned at the reporters, snapped, "Are you crazy? Always prying into other people’s privacy. Move aside quickly."
Seeing the nanny’s rude deanor, the reporters reluctantly made way.
The nanny took the keys out of her pocket, opened the door, and turned to glare at the reporters peeking inside, then finally entered the house.
"Miss Chu, I’ve bought all the groceries you wanted."
The nanny changed into slippers in the entryway and carried the bag to the kitchen.
Chu Ci turned around, smiling, "Thank you, Aunt Li, for going out of your way."
"No problem, I didn’t have anything else to do anyway."
Aunt Li put down the bag she was carrying and started tidying up the house as she couldn’t stay idle. After cleaning up, she finally left.
As the sky darkened, Han Xi sent a WeChat ssage to Lu Jinghan, saying she wouldn’t be ho tonight and would stay at Chu Ci’s place.
A few minutes later, Lu Jinghan called, and Han Xi went to the bedroom to answer it.
"I don’t agree. I’ll co to pick you up after dinner."
Lu Jinghan’s clear voice carried an unquestionable tone.
Han Xi leaned over and looked down through the floor-to-ceiling window; the reporters outside still hadn’t left.
"The three of us haven’t slept together for a long ti, just let us this ti."
Han Xi spoke softly and tenderly, coquettishly, her fingertips gently touching the glass, making slight sounds.
"You cruel enough to let lose sleep?"
"But I already promised Chu Ci and the others."
Lu Jinghan sat in the leather chair at his desk, fingers lightly tapping the surface, "Co back tomorrow night to make it up to —with at."
This Lu Jinghan is definitely a genuine pervert.
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