Zheng Lin lives on the floor below, so even if you want to go to his room to play games together, you still have to take the elevator.
Xu Jingzhi was stunned, and then she saw Zheng Lin still standing there waiting for the elevator.
His indifference to others is really upsetting.
“Leilei just left,” Xu Jingzhi said.
"Hmm." Zheng Lin replied coldly, his hands in his pockets as he stared at the numbers on the elevator screen.
Upon entering Zheng Lin's room, Xu Jingzhi felt a chill run down her spine at the thought that her relationship with Song Leilei had stalled.
Xu Jingzhi took out his phone, logged into the game, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Can I know why we have to play games together now? I was just about to take Leilei home."
Zheng Lin poured himself a glass of water. "I know."
He stood there slowly sipping his water, not in a hurry to get into the game.
"You knew that, yet you still forced me to stay and play games with you?" Xu Jingzhi, seeing Zheng Lin's relaxed and carefree demeanor, suddenly realized something. "You wouldn't...?"
He seemed to have uncovered a shocking conspiracy.
He felt that Zheng Shao was dragging him down with him because he didn't have a wife to accompany him.
Of course, this is just a conjecture that he has not confirmed.
Zheng Lin couldn't hear his inner thoughts, but he guessed what he was thinking and answered directly, "Yes."
Xu Jingzhi: "......"
The word "right" left him speechless.
Xu Jingzhi said, "Although brothers should share hardships, emotional issues cannot be generalized."
"So who exactly has been staying in my Xiaojin's room all this time? If I don't let you pay off your debt, then this debt will be pinned on Song Leilei?" Zheng Lin asked with ill intent.
Xu Jingzhi felt like she was being manipulated.
The two of them were definitely disrupting the beautiful evenings of other couples.
"Then I'll stay here." Xu Jingzhi waved his phone. "I'll call a few of my friends, and we'll hang out together."
Xu Jingzhi had just sent a short voice message to a friend when Zheng Lin kicked the bed. "Get up. Sit down there and turn your voice off."
"Then I'll go back."
Zheng Lin narrowed his eyes, "You want me to go back and find Song Leilei?"
Xu Jingzhi: "...Big brother, I'm going back to sleep. Two grown men getting together, not playing games, not drinking, just staring at each other until dawn? I don't have that kind of hobby."
Zheng Lin: "......"
At this moment, Su Jin was frantically memorizing her lines in her room, her phone vibrating on the table.
She declined the video call and then sent a voice message to Song Leilei: "Tomorrow's scene is very important. Let me memorize my lines first."
Song Leilei immediately typed in: "There's post-production dubbing, what are you afraid of? Don't work too hard, take a good rest and enjoy life."
Su Jin: "But as an actor, memorizing lines is fundamental. No matter how good the dubbing is in post-production, it's not an excuse not to memorize lines. If you don't remember your lines, your emotional expression will be inaccurate. When to use what kind of look, these subtle expressions are all closely related to the lines."
After saying that, Su Jin slammed her phone onto the table, letting it continue to vibrate without glancing at it again.
She read a passage of dialogue, memorized it, interpreted the emotions associated with it, and even imagined the scene.
Song Leilei, who had been waiting for a reply for a long time without receiving one, puffed out her cheeks.
In the past two years, Song Leilei has met many actors, both famous and unknown, but none of them are as dedicated to their work as Su Jin.
Because of Su Jin's efforts, Song Leilei felt a little guilty and pulled out the script with the curled edge from under the bed.
The script cover has two shoe prints; I don't know when she stepped on them.
When she first received the script, she quickly read it through. Later, she put the script on the bed, and then it mysteriously fell to the floor and was eventually kicked under the bed, where it remained hidden from the world.
Song Leilei flipped through two pages of the script, but not a single line of dialogue came to mind. She suddenly thought of Xu Jingzhi and wanted to send him a message, but when she thought about the difference in their family backgrounds, she deleted the entire text she was typing.
Song Leilei sighed, and the next second, there was a knock on her door.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw Xu Jingzhi standing there, carrying two large bags of things.
Xu Jingzhi smiled brightly, walked straight in, and placed the things on the dining table.
He arranged the food boxes neatly, saying, "I know you must be hungry again, so I ordered takeout from three different places."
Song Leilei instantly felt a warm current surge through her heart, "Why are you so good to me?"
“We grew up together. If I treat you badly, you'll tell my dad. How could I dare to treat you badly?”
"You're saying that again." Song Leilei frowned and said awkwardly, "Can't you just talk to me properly? How can I tell what's going on when you talk like that?"
Xu Jingzhi straightened up and turned to look at her.
Her puffed-up face looked like a little steamed bun, making you want to rush over and hug her tightly, kneading and rolling her around.
However, he was afraid of scaring her, so he didn't actually go over and hug her.
He gazed at her silently, wondering if he could change his approach to speaking.
After a long pause, Xu Jingzhi sighed deeply, took three steps forward with a chicken wing in her hand, and asked, "I want to know, would you like a man who always argues with you but is very familiar with you?"
Song Leilei hesitated for a moment.
Xu Jingzhi noticed her hesitation, picked up a chicken wing and stuffed it into her mouth, quickly changing the subject, "Eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold."
He's afraid of hearing answers he doesn't want to hear.
That one second of hesitation was enough to make him panic.
"Hmm." Song Leilei rested her chin on her hand, afraid that the chicken wing would fall off, and quickly ran to the dining table to get disposable gloves.
She couldn't fit the glove into her hand, so she held it out to Xu Jingzhi. Without her saying a word, just a glance was enough for Xu Jingzhi to understand her needs.
Xu Jingzhi helped her put on the gloves and sighed, "I really am forever enslaved by you."
Song Leilei took the chicken wing, held it in her hand, and rolled her eyes at him. "How dare I enslave you? Things are different now, you're the heir of the Xu Group. Should I call you Crown Prince Xu?"
Xu Jingzhi: "......"
"Are you being sarcastic?" Xu Jingzhi said. "It's my fault for not telling you the truth about my family all these years. But my dad hasn't brought it up with you either."
"Then you can just tell me directly."
"Am I supposed to go around telling everyone: 'Have you heard of the Xu Group? My family owns it, and I'm the future heir to the Xu Group?'" Xu Jingzhi said, shrugging his shoulders. "Wouldn't that be obviously crazy? I'm not like a spoiled brat. People who don't know me would think I'm showing off."
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