Late is Not Late

Ji Wan thought Zhou Zechuan was a light in her life. She willingly hid her brilliance and entered into a secret marriage with him for two years, content to be his kept woman. However, she didn'...

Chapter 568 Touched her face

Chapter 568 Touched her face

Looking at this angelic sleeping face, all the restlessness and anger in Ji Wan's heart were soothed.

She stretched out her hand and gently and carefully touched Nian Nian's face with her fingertips.

Soft and warm.

This is her baby, the home she will protect with her life.

For Nian Nian and for this family, she must become stronger.

The next day, Ji Wan returned to his studio.

Nian Nian's health is getting better day by day, and it's time for her to pick up her stagnant career again.

However, after looking at the project for a whole day, Ji Wan just felt dizzy and exhausted.

"What the hell is this?"

She threw the tablet on the table in annoyance, making a dull thud.

"'The Domineering Boss's Little Wife Runs Away With the Ball'? 'Rebirth: I Want to Slap a Hundred People in the Face'? Are all the books on the market now so worthless? Don't the people who write these things feel embarrassed?"

The assistant was trembling and didn't dare to speak.

Ji Wan rubbed his aching brow, feeling like he had punched cotton, with his fighting spirit in his heart nowhere to go.

She doesn't want to film those brainless sweet pet dramas anymore, nor does she want to touch those illogical and suspenseful dramas anymore.

She wanted something valuable, something that would leave a lasting impression.

But the reality is that good scripts are rare, and there is no chance for a small studio like hers that has just started.

After a whole day of wasting time, Ji Wan was exhausted.

She grabbed her car keys and rushed out of the studio without even saying goodbye.

She just wants to see one person now.

Half an hour later, Ji Wan's car stopped downstairs of Chi Group.

She reached the president's office on the top floor without any obstruction.

The moment the door was opened, Chi Wenyan was looking down to sign a document, the lines of his profile focused and sharp.

Hearing the noise, he looked up.

The moment he saw Ji Wan, the coldness in his eyes that belonged to a business emperor instantly melted away, turning into undisguised surprise and tenderness.

"Why are you here?"

He put down his pen, stood up, strode over, took her in his arms, and gently stroked her hair with his chin.

"Missed me?"

"Get out of the way." Ji Wan pushed him away unhappily and sat down in his expensive leather boss chair, sinking his whole body into it.

"I'm so fed up."

Chi Wenyan looked at her listless appearance, feeling both amused and distressed.

He poured a glass of warm water and handed it over, "Who offended my Queen?"

Ji Wan poured out all the troubles she had experienced in the studio today. Finally, she concluded dejectedly, "I feel like a loser. I can't do anything right."

After hearing this, Chi Wenyan was not worried but laughed instead.

"I thought it was something."

He pinched Ji Wan's cheek and said, "How big of a problem is it? Is it worth it for you to come and complain to me?"

"Chi's investment department has several S-level projects. I'll have them send you the information. You can pick any one you like and we'll invest in it."

His tone was so relaxed, as if he was saying, "Buy whatever you want."

Ji Wan raised his head suddenly, with anger in his eyes.

"Chi Wenyan, what do you mean?"

"Um?"

"What do you take me for? A canary you keep in captivity?" Ji Wan's voice suddenly turned cold. "I came here to complain to you, not to beg you for food!"

"I, Ji Wan, want to stand firm on my own merits, not rely on charity from you, President Chi!"

She stood up, staring at him intently, and spoke every word with force.

"What I want is honest success, not having people point fingers at me behind my back and say 'she got to the top by relying on men'!"

The air in the office froze instantly.

Chi Wenyan looked at the little woman in front of him, who was full of thorns but so lively that people couldn't take their eyes off her. He was stunned at first, and then a deep smile spread across his lips.

He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong."

"I wasn't conscious enough and underestimated my wife's fighting ability." He walked forward and embraced her again, his voice low and indulgent, "I apologize. From now on, I will never interfere with your career. But there is one thing..."

He bent down and kissed her forehead.

"Don't tire yourself out, or your husband will be heartbroken."

This sudden lewd talk instantly made Ji Wan lose control of himself and his cheeks flushed.

After returning to the villa, Chi Wenyan pushed Ji Wan directly onto the sofa.

"Your Majesty, you have worked hard today. Please take a rest. Dinner will be prepared for you by your personal chef."

Looking at the man who was usually decisive in the business world, now wearing an apron for her and busy in the kitchen, Ji Wan felt that all the fatigue and irritability of the whole day were swept away.

She leaned on the sofa, looking at his tall back, her heart softened.

Soon, Chi Wenyan came out with a plate of cut fruit.

"Fill your stomach first."

Ji Wan picked up a piece of cantaloupe with a fork, but instead of eating it himself, he handed it to his mouth.

Chi Wenyan obediently opened his mouth and ate it, his black eyes gazing at her deeply.

The next second, he leaned over and placed a kiss with the sweet taste of cantaloupe on her lips.

"Don't worry," he nuzzled her nose with his nose, his voice so gentle it could drown someone, "I'll take care of everything."

Ji Wan closed his eyes and indulged in the sweetness of peace of mind.

She didn't know that right at the entrance, under the lush green leaves of a pot of plants, a tiny black eavesdropping device was flashing a faint red light, transmitting the warmth in the room without missing a word to the dark distance.

The next day.

Sunlight filtered through the blinds, casting dappled shadows on the expensive carpet.

Ji Wan was woken up by the vibration of her cell phone. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and picked up the phone. It was the studio assistant calling.

"Mr. Ji, are you coming over today? Several partners are waiting for your reply."

"Go, I'll be there soon."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Wan stretched out his body, and all the bones in his body made comfortable sounds.

After talking it out with Chi Wenyan last night, the heavy stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.

He is right, you are not allowed to tire yourself out.

But she also made up her mind to do something to shut everyone up!

Ji Wan drove to the downstairs of the studio and just parked the car when he saw several people gathered at the entrance of the building, seemingly arguing about something.

A man in a poorly fitting suit was holding a project book and introducing it to a man in gold-rimmed glasses with saliva flying.

"Mr. Wang, please reconsider! Our AI robot project is definitely a blue ocean market! As long as you are willing to invest, within three years, the rate of return will definitely exceed your imagination!"

The man called Mr. Wang pushed away the project book he handed over with an impatient look on his face.

"Feng Lou, how many times have I told you? Don't bother me!"