Jiang Yue and Zhou Ji entered into a cold war.
She didn't know what to do, so she could only do nothing.
However, Zhou Ji didn't seem to realize that she was giving him the cold shoulder. Her WeChat greetings were no different from before, and even her tone remained unchanged.
What time do I start work and what time do I finish get off work?
When will I go on a business trip, and where will I go?
He wanted to tell her everything, down to the smallest detail.
Jiang Yue habitually reads his messages but doesn't reply, but she also gets used to checking his messages on her phone every morning when she wakes up.
I was half asleep today and didn't look carefully before going to wash up.
After going downstairs, I felt that something was wrong with everything, and the food I ate had no taste.
She opened her phone and reopened her chat history with Zhou Ji.
He sent the message just half an hour ago.
Zhou Ji took a picture of the roses in the greenhouse. The roses looked as if they had just bloomed, so fresh that they seemed to still be covered in dew.
The big bad guy Zhou Ji: [The roses have bloomed.]
The big bad guy Zhou Ji: [This prettiest one is for you.]
Big Bad Guy Zhou Ji: 【My sweetie.】
The big bad guy Zhou Ji: [I'm cute even when you ignore me.]
Jiang Yue held back for a long time before managing not to reply to Zhou Ji.
If only the prettiest rose is given to her, what about the others? Will they be given to someone else?
She really wanted to ask.
But this seems to be exactly what he wanted.
So Jiang Yue kept it to herself and refused to reply no matter what.
She was so engrossed in her phone screen that she didn't notice someone approaching from behind until Qin Zhao's voice came from above her head. Only then did she hide her phone as if trying to cover her ears.
In fact, it was already too late.
The Qin edict that was supposed to be seen has already been seen.
Jiang Yue got up, but hadn't had a chance to run yet.
Qin Zhao grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back to the table. After a few seconds of silence, he pursed his lips and said, "Sweetheart?"
Jiang Yue's face turned bright red in an instant, as if it had been propelled by a rocket, and her ears seemed to be steaming.
Compared to her blushing reaction.
Qin Zhao appeared completely calm, and even those two shameful words came out of his mouth with nonchalance.
"Is that what Zhou Ji usually calls you?"
Jiang Yue was too embarrassed to admit it; after all, she was still an innocent young girl, unlike Zhou Ji who had such a thick skin. She shook her head: "No, that's not true."
Qin Zhao could tell she was embarrassed to admit it, and chuckled. So that's how Zhou Ji won over his sister.
He didn't ask anything else.
Although she could tell that her sister and Zhou Ji were not in a good mood lately, she didn't interfere.
After Qin Zhao went upstairs, Jiang Yue angrily opened her phone and decided to delete all her chat history with Zhou Ji.
But when her fingertip hovered over the word "delete," the dense, reluctant thoughts made her hesitate to make the decision.
She comforted herself that she had already been seen anyway.
There's even less reason to delete it.
Jiang Yue had been resting for almost half a month. Today she had to go to the station. She arrived at the office around nine o'clock, and there was a meeting at ten o'clock.
On the eve of the meeting.
A special person delivered desserts and milk tea to the entire office.
The director from the new program team rushed to Jiang Yue as soon as he entered the office with a cup of milk tea. "Teacher Jiang, thank you so much for treating me to cake and milk tea. You've really gone to so much trouble."
Jiang Yue looked completely bewildered, not knowing what was going on.
Her colleague had already gotten her a serving; it was her favorite strawberry cake.
Jiang Yue said, "You must have made a mistake. I didn't ask anyone to buy it."
The colleagues at the station exclaimed in surprise, finding it strange. There was no way they could have made a mistake. This dessert shop was usually very difficult to book, and when the staff delivered it, they said it was ordered by Ms. Jiang. They wished them success in planning their new program.
"The person who delivered the cake said it was to wish you success at work, I thought you bought it." After saying this, they already knew the truth in their hearts, and it was obvious who had specially ordered the cake.
Thinking that Jiang Yue and Mr. Zhou were still in the honeymoon phase, she joked with a smile, "It seems that it was your Mr. Zhou who ordered it. We are all thanks to you."
Jiang Yue stared at the strawberry cake in front of her for a while.
She silently picked up a spoon, scooped out a ripe strawberry, and put it in her mouth. It tasted both sour and sweet.
It's like...
That's how Zhou Ji seems to be giving her now.
Jiang Yue felt a bittersweet feeling when she thought of Zhou Ji. She bit into the strawberry in her mouth as if she were venting her anger, as if she were biting into Zhou Ji's flesh instead of the strawberry flesh.
Before I knew it, I had finished the whole strawberry mini cake.
The producer entered the conference room with the documents. He had just come out of the editing room, and his face was haggard from staying up all night. He had to hold a meeting with them despite having dark circles under his eyes.
"We want to make a reality show that observes the lives of married couples."
"We have contacted some guests who are interested but not yet fully committed. The station also wants to promote its own people."
As he spoke, the producer looked over at Jiang Yue.
Jiang Yue met his eyes and immediately understood what he wanted to say. She frowned and said, "As you know, my life has no script."
She doesn't like acting in front of the camera.
I felt embarrassed even acting out those scenes from idol dramas according to the script.
The producer had the screenwriters prepare a lot of scripts in advance. What variety show doesn't have a script? They're all based on character designs, but the audience just loves it!
The producer smiled and said, "It's alright! I believe the audience will love watching the real daily life of a wealthy couple."
Jiang Yue exclaimed "Ah!", blinked, and said sincerely, "But my ex-husband and I are already divorced. There are only dramas of divorced wealthy couples tearing each other apart for the audience to watch."
Producer: "..."
Others: "..."
Doesn't she think what she's saying is outrageous?! Do she and Zhou Ji look like a divorced couple?! If Zhou Ji weren't the head of a wealthy family, they would almost suspect that their divorce was fake! Just to free up a spot to buy another house in Beijing!
The producer could see her reluctance and didn't want to beg her in a lowly manner. There were plenty of has-been stars who wanted to be on this show in order to make a comeback.
She doesn't want to, and we don't need her.
When the show becomes a huge hit in the future, she'll definitely regret it to the core.
The producer, feeling slighted, thought to himself, but still had to offer some flattering words: "Go back and think it over more. I believe that no matter what the content is, the audience will want to see you."
Jiang Yue said calmly, "Zhou Ji doesn't like to appear in front of the camera."
Another staff member in charge of the liaison exclaimed "Ah!" and raised her hand to signal that she had a chance to speak. She said emphatically, "No!"
“Teacher Jiang, Mr. Zhou is very easy to communicate with. I sent the program team’s invitation to his email. A few days later, his assistant replied that Mr. Zhou was very interested in the program and had even personally called the station director to discuss it.”
After hearing this, Jiang Yue had only one thought in her mind: Zhou Ji was going crazy.
After the meeting, Jiang Yue's phone had another red notification at the top. She repeatedly unpinned Zhou Ji from the top of her phone, but in the end, she couldn't bring herself to do it.
Zhou Ji posted a photo taken outside the TV station building.
The notorious villain Zhou Ji: [We've arrived.]
Jiang Yue hadn't replied to him for almost half a month. She had ignored him for so long, but he was really able to keep his composure and continued to send messages every day as usual, without showing any sign of being hurt.
Jiang Yue had actually seen through her own heart.
Whether or not one is in love, they may still be in a state of confusion and uncertainty.
But she also knew perfectly well that she didn't want to hate him.
Jiang Yue walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, pressed her face against the glass, and peeked out. The building was high and the distance was far, so she couldn't actually find Zhou Ji's car.
She was afraid the man downstairs would notice that she was secretly watching him.
Jiang Yue even picked up a small flowerpot, covered her face, and looked down through the gaps in the branches and leaves.
If I didn't see anyone, then so be it.
Jiang Yue couldn't hold back any longer and replied to him in a very harsh and aggressive tone: "What are you doing here?"
A ding sound.
She lowered her eyelids and glanced at the chat box.
A few concise and clear words, without hesitation.
The notorious villain Zhou Ji: [Coming to pick up my wife from work.]
Jiang Yue tapped away on her phone's keyboard, typing out a long string of words. She started by telling Zhou Ji in strong terms that she was no longer his wife, and then changed it to things like "I don't need you to pick me up," which were not very pleasant to hear.
After numerous deletions and revisions, it still wasn't sent.
Paying attention to him is the first sign that he's taken the bait.
Jiang Yue looked at the message he sent and grumbled to herself, thinking, "I'm not going to pay any attention to you, I'm not going to reply to you, I'm not going to fall for your fishing trick!"
But it seems that whether she replies to Zhou Ji or not, this man can still send her messages at his own leisurely pace as if nothing happened.
Zhou Ji seemed to really enjoy taking her photos; the scene was in the parking lot downstairs from the TV station.
Jiang Yue was currently free, and replied with a concise four words: 【What are you up to now?】
Send her some pictures she doesn't understand.
Zhou Ji said: [Parking spaces in section D, to the right of the main gate.]
Jiang Yue: [???]
What does he mean by that?
Not only can I not understand the pictures, but I also can't understand the words.
The next second, Jiang Yue heard his voice message: "Baby, you don't need to hide behind the glass window to peek. If you want to see, you can come downstairs and look at me freely."
Upon hearing the voice message clearly, Jiang Yue's face instantly turned bright red. Her phone was so hot that she almost couldn't take it out and nearly threw it away.
Does Zhou Ji have clairvoyance?! How can he see everything?
She clearly covered her face with a flowerpot.
Jiang Yue's face was burning hot and red. Her assistant, who had finished her work, ran up to her and, seeing that her face was abnormally red, thought she was still sick.
"Teacher Jiang, are you feeling unwell?"
Jiang Yue snapped out of her daze. "No."
The assistant found it strange but still didn't dare to let her guard down. "But your face looks very red. Could you have a fever?"
Jiang Yue replied firmly, "No! I'm just hot."
Yes, she is hot.
This season, this temperature.
No one turned on the air conditioning in the office, so it wasn't cold, but it was far from hot either.
The assistant didn't dare ask any more questions. Jiang Yue picked up her handbag, put on her high heels, and left the office.
Jiang Yue had no intention of going to the parking lot to find Zhou Ji.
Why should she go to Zhou Ji?
If he's going to offer it to someone, he should be more thorough and proactive.
Jiang Yue entered the elevator. With a ding, the door opened, but she didn't notice and kept her head down as she walked out. Suddenly, she bumped into a hard chest.
She raised her hand and touched her forehead; it didn't hurt much.
Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed. She subconsciously looked up and saw a man in a black suit, tall and slender, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. He looked down at her, his dark, icy coldness melting like snow and becoming as gentle as a spring breeze. He said, "Why aren't you watching where you're going?"
He didn't wait for her reply.
He gave another alluring smile, his voice low and husky: "Did you deliberately pounce on me?"
Jiang Yue struggled but couldn't break free. "How would I know you were outside the elevator?"
Zhou Ji held her tightly, showing no intention of letting go. His eyes were filled with an unfathomable darkness, and a strong, obsessive emotion seemed to melt into that dark, cold ink. He said, "I knew you wouldn't come looking for me, so I came here specifically to wait for you."
Jiang Yue didn't feel uncomfortable hearing these words.
Even when she saw Zhou Ji, she didn't dislike him as much, at least not with the deep hatred she expressed that evening.
Sometimes, she can be quite stubborn.
To speak of hatred.
But actually, I don't want to hate him at all.
Zhou Ji seemed to see the struggle and resistance on her face. He tightened his grip on her wrist, pursed his thin lips, and told her directly, "You may not like to hear this now, but I still have to say it."
Just like how Zhou Ji had been deliberately trying to make her realize her identity little by little, as if peeling back layers of a mystery, he didn't want to hide anything and was very reluctant to lie to her.
Even if his heart is black.
He also wanted to cut open this black heart and present it to her, so that she could clearly see his love.
"I will not let go."
"If I bite it, it's mine."
He felt guilty; he could see the struggle in her eyes, and he could clearly hear her say she hated him.
But Zhou Ji will not be defeated by this hatred and pain.
Even if it's hatred, you have to hate him in his arms.
Zhou Ji would never grant the wish of anyone other than himself; love is selfish and requires possession.
Zhou Ji said these two sentences only to express his attitude, and did not necessarily need to get a response from her. The man then casually patted her head.
He took the bag from her hand with the same intimacy as before, and gripped her hand tightly with his other hand: "Let's go, let's go buy something."
Jiang Yue glanced at their intertwined hands, but didn't push him away for the moment. Her eyelashes fluttered like pretty little fans, and she pursed her soft white lips before asking, "Where are we going? What are we buying?"
Zhou Ji: "A gift for the birthday banquet."
Jiang Yue: "I'm not going to stay with you. Go find someone else."
Zhou Ji tightened his grip: "I prepared this for you."
Jiang Yue: "I will buy it myself."
It's not like she doesn't have money.
It's not that I don't know how to go shopping.
Zhou Ji paused for a moment, then asked, "Do you know what my grandfather liked?"
Jiang Yue remained silent.
A few seconds later, she still didn't want to admit defeat. Perhaps she was just trying to annoy Zhou Ji a little. She said, "I'm not trying to please your grandfather. As long as my gift is very thoughtful, he won't say anything even if he doesn't like it."
Zhou Ji turned his head and hummed in a low voice.
The next moment, he smiled and said, "It's because I want to please you."
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