I gripped the bottle neck, about to pour more wine, a long, slender, fair hand with neatly trimmed nails holding the dark brown bottle.
The veins on the back of my hand stood out, and my knuckles turned white from the force I used. The bottle was snatched from my hand.
I looked up and met a slender, handsome, and beautiful young face. The boy's long, narrow, almond-shaped eyes were looking at me intently.
"Sister Qiao, please stop drinking. I'm not here to terminate the contract."
A faint smile played on his lips. Dressed in a British-style suit and trench coat, he exuded an air of refined elegance, like a prince straight out of a comic book.
Did I hear that right? He actually said he wasn't there to terminate the contract.
I patted the sofa next to me, gesturing for him to sit down.
Makino lifted the hem of his trench coat and sat down gracefully beside me.
"People strive for higher positions, water flows downhill... Mu Ye, you know I'm not some rich heiress anymore. I have neither entertainment industry resources nor the money to promote you... You should leave, go find someone better, don't stick with a good-for-nothing like me... Oh, and whatever you do, don't go to the Qin family's company..."
I was seven-tenths drunk and barely had the strength to speak, but thankfully my mind was clear, and I didn't forget to remind Muye not to repeat the mistakes of his past life.
I'm currently depressed, self-destructive, and have given up on myself.
"Sister Qiao, if you were a good-for-nothing, how could you have found such a treasure as me?"
Makino never flattered me, but at this moment, he said some comforting words, a little embarrassed.
Listening to his words, I felt ashamed and realized I was utterly worthless.
"Muye, I'm going to tell you a secret... You absolutely mustn't tell anyone else..." I said drunkenly, my head resting on the back of the sofa, facing him.
Makino nodded earnestly.
"I'm telling you, and you might not believe me, but I was actually reborn. Reborn, do you understand?" As soon as I said that, I was afraid of scaring him away.
Makino looked at me, his pupils dilated, and his Adam's apple bobbed.
"You're frightened." I smiled faintly.
He calmly shook his head.
"In our past lives, we were both short-lived. I died two years later, and you died a year later. In our past lives, you were a genius singer who appeared out of nowhere, but you were driven to your death by the exploitative capitalists..."
I began to explain to him in detail.
Makino listened in silence, his clear eyes gradually welling up with tears.
"After I was reborn, I met you by chance. It was just a whim, I think. I rescued you from Qin Lulu's clutches. It was just a casual thing to do. I didn't want you to be driven to your death by them again. In my previous life, when you died, the entire internet was condemning the heartless capitalists and those who bullied you, and they were all speaking out for you..."
"So, my praise for you isn't because I have a discerning eye."
I looked at Muye, and, emboldened by the alcohol, told him the whole truth with a smile.
Making Makino famous is the only thing I, a good-for-nothing who has been reborn, can do within my power.
After I was reborn, I couldn't get a divorce, I couldn't get revenge on Fu Yanshen, and I could only watch helplessly as he ruined my family's company. I was really useless.
Makino tilted her sharply defined jawline slightly, her dark eyelashes fluttering, faintly glistening with tears.
She looked like she was about to cry.
I was surprised by his reaction. Shouldn't he think I was talking nonsense? Why did he look so touched?
He looked at me, his Adam's apple bobbing, his crimson lips opening and closing.
He hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
"You weren't scared by me... I'm telling you the truth, remember to keep it a secret." I reminded him again.
A red tinge appeared at the corner of Makino's eyes.
"Sister Qiao, you are a very good person, unlike those second-generation rich kids who only know how to bully others. You have the kindness and conscience that most of them don't have, really."
His tone was earnest.
“I asked you last time why you were praising me. I always thought you had ulterior motives towards me.”
I was stunned by his words.
Was he trying to comfort me?
Kindness and conscience cannot fill an empty stomach.
“Actually, I also—” Mu Ye paused halfway through his sentence, “I am also a grateful person. You saved me, and I will help you. I don’t want to see you continue to be depressed.”
“We’ll discuss resources and commercial performances together in the future. With my popularity and strength, I’m sure I can stabilize the company.” Mu Ye looked at me with firm eyes and a confident tone.
I was truly moved by him.
You know, many entertainment companies are vying for him right now, offering him a signing bonus that's already sky-high, reaching a billion dollars. Yet he's willing to stay and help me stabilize the company.
Of course, the company he was referring to was the entertainment company under Shengshi Group, not the entire Shengshi Group.
It would be better for him to fly to any company at this time than to stay with me.
"Muye, don't act rashly. I don't want you to be dragged down by me for the rest of your life." After thinking about it, I still tried to persuade him.
He's so naive. When I told him I was reborn, he actually believed me and was even moved.
Makino spread his arms and rested them on the back of the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked at me sideways. "Then I'll just let you get me."
He had the air of a stubborn, unyielding scoundrel.
I:"……"
Makino spent three days in my large apartment, cooking for me, forbidding me from drinking, and even skipping work when he had commitments to attend, just lounging around with me.
I really don't want him to get into trouble with me.
As he said, I shouldn't be discouraged. He's willing to stay and help me, so I should do my part for the Sheng family. My parents have raised me for over twenty years and have always treated me like their own daughter. I have to repay them.
I rallied my spirits and continued to accompany Makino on his trips across the country as his agent.
...
I just returned to Beijing and went straight to my old middle school.
When Luo Luo called again to urge me, my car had just entered the school gate. In the playground, there were pile drivers at work, and long red banners were hanging everywhere.
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