After she finished speaking, his face darkened.
Ning Qiluo continued, "Don't tell me to quit acting. I've already thought it through. Nothing is achieved overnight. Even if I want to leave this industry, I want to have been a star here and left behind a legacy that people can look up to."
Now that she'd said all that, she wasn't afraid of Jiang Yingchi laughing at her: "I admit I have ambitions now. Of course, the final result of my ambitions will be the result of my hard work and effort, and I won't regret it."
"Are you done talking?" he asked her.
Ning Qiluo took a deep breath: "I'm done."
"Take a rest."
He got up and walked towards the bathroom.
Ning Qiluo was stunned. Wasn't he angry? Wasn't he supposed to listen to her excuses... no, her confessions? Was he just going to let her off like that?
While puzzled, I was also secretly delighted.
After he went into the bathroom, Ning Qiluo flopped onto the bed and rolled around. Suddenly remembering that he hadn't eaten much that night, she quickly called the landline to order dinner from the hotel. She planned to ask him about the song when he came out; actually, she was supposed to go home tonight.
She doesn't even dare to look at how heated the online discussion has become.
She was thinking, what if the whole internet knew that she was the girl who was murdered...
The food delivery arrived incredibly quickly.
After hearing the knock, she went to open the door.
Just then, Jiang Yingchi came out of the bathroom and saw her walking towards the door. His face darkened: "Are you trying to run away again?!"
Ning Qiluo was startled by the sudden sound.
The door had already been opened.
The waiter who came to deliver food with a cart outside, upon hearing the angry voice, still asked, "Miss, do you need any help?" even though he was already frightened.
Ning Qiluo: "..."
She almost didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Jiang Yingchi had already walked over, and when he saw that it was a waiter who had come to deliver the food, his expression softened a bit.
Even though she looked a little better, she was still quite intimidating to the waiters outside the door.
After pushing the food cart inside and setting it up, they hurriedly pushed it out.
Only the two of them remained in the room, gazing into each other's eyes.
He was wearing a bathrobe, and his short hair was still damp.
Ning Qiluo said, "Jiang Yingchi, let me blow-dry your hair for you."
He didn't say anything, took out a hairdryer from the drawer, plugged it in, and sat there motionless, like an old man.
Ning Qiluo was proactive and obedient, picking up the hairdryer to dry his hair. His hair was in very good condition, and this was the first time Ning Qiluo had ever experienced drying his hair.
Yes, the experience was good.
After it dried, she was about to put the hairdryer away.
Jiang Yingchi grabbed her wrist and pulled her down suddenly. Before Ning Qilu could even cry out, she was lying in his arms. He smelled wonderful, a familiar fruity and woody scent. She closed her mouth and remained motionless, just looking at him.
"Don't you have any other questions for me?"
She thought for a moment and said, "Yes."
Jiang Yingchi tightened his grip on her waist: "You ask, I'll answer."
She was originally going to ask that, but since he brought up the topic himself, she asked him, "Is that song related to me?"
Jiang Yingchi: "Yes."
She then asked, "When was it written?"
Jiang Yingchi: "Five years ago. At that time, I never thought about getting you, so I named this song: Darwin."
“Darwin?” she asked, puzzled.
Jiang Yingchi told her, "In my heart, it represents materialism. That is materialism. Until I recognized you, it was no longer just materialism."
"What is that?" she asked curiously.
Jiang Yingchi smiled faintly: "It's about transcending my materialism, acknowledging the desires and resentment buried deep in my heart, and being willing to do anything to get you."
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