Mr. Xie had already sat down in the tea room again. When he was about to have someone set up the chessboard, he suddenly noticed a stack of documents on the edge of the tea table.
The three words "Plan" in bold and enlarged letters on the cover are particularly eye-catching.
Mr. Xie recalled and looked at Xie Xihe: "Your things?"
Xie Xihe raised his hand to pour out the tea from the first brew, glanced at the tea leaves in the pot again, and then put the purple clay teapot back on the pot holder. Then he followed his gaze and nodded: "Yes."
He nodded his chin in Sheng Shijing's direction and explained, "I ran into some trouble at the company before, and his agent helped me out."
Because she thought Sheng Shijing was at Xie's house, she asked Xiang Si for the things when she got off the car, and planned to return them to him when they met.
I almost forgot.
As Xie Xihe poured water into the purple clay teapot again, he pushed the plan toward Sheng Shijing and said, "Thank Agent Ruan for me."
Sheng Shijing was setting up the chessboard and raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Not interested?"
Xie Xihe continued to flush the toilet leisurely, glancing up at him. "I'm interested in anything that makes money, but do you think a small trainee like me can afford luxury goods of this level?"
After these words were spoken, Sheng Shijing had no reaction, but Mr. Xie on the other side was unhappy.
He threw the chess piece in his hand back into the chess basket and said unhappily, "What do you mean a little trainee like you can't support it? A legitimate daughter of the dignified Xie family, can't you afford a small worldly luxury?!"
Xie Xihe knew at a glance that her father's inexplicable sense of superiority had struck again. She felt a slight headache and said, "Dad, I'm talking about my status, not me."
Is there any difference?
Maybe there is.
But at this moment, Xie Bowen's stubborn temper flared up, and he didn't care about anything else. He pulled back the plan that Xie Xihe had just pushed away, stuffed it into her arms, and said, "Shoot! You must shoot!"
Xie Xihe: “…”
He could only look at Sheng Shijing for help.
Sheng Shijing suppressed his laughter, thought for a moment, looked back at her and said, "For this kind of advertising, whether it's famous or not is secondary. What's important is the feeling."
"The director's feeling."
He tapped the table with his fingertips, and after a moment's hesitation, he continued, "How about this? The director of this film will be coming to Kyoto in a few days. I'll take you to meet him then so he can judge whether you're suitable."
Xie Xihe glanced at him, then at his father who still looked unhappy. After a moment, he compromised: "Okay."
Mr. Xie snorted lightly: "That's about right."
He also emphasized: "You are the legitimate daughter of the Xie family! No matter where you go, you must never underestimate yourself!"
Xie Xihe: “…I understand.”
I know how powerful your Xie family is.
Xie Xihe was concentrating on making tea and didn't look up, so he didn't notice that Mr. Xie was hesitant to speak. But Sheng Shijing on the opposite side raised his eyes to look at Mr. Xie, and a thoughtful look flashed across his dark eyes.
He lowered his eyes, placed the black piece in his hand on the Tianyuan position, and said slowly: "Thank you, uncle, it's your turn."
Mr. Xie came back to his senses, quickly concealed the complicated look in his eyes, responded, and picked up a white piece.
*
Mr. Xie's low-end panacea was almost finished, and thinking of the strange evil spirit in Sheng Shijing's body, she took the initiative to send Sheng Shijing out after dinner.
Old Master Xie watched the two people leaving and felt that his tender cabbages were not far from being eaten. He was extremely sad for a moment. He casually greeted the people from the Sheng family and went upstairs to rest.
Xie Xihe sent the person directly to Jingmingtang and ordered a batch of medicinal materials according to the previous prescription. While waiting for the salesperson to get the medicine, she hesitated and turned to look at Sheng Shijing: "Do you have paper and pen?"
Sheng Shijing didn't ask any more questions, but walked straight to the counter and took out a stack of paper and a pen for her.
Xie Xihe pondered and wrote down a prescription, highlighting three of the ingredients. He pushed it in front of Sheng Shijing and said, "See if you can find these."
Sheng Shijing's gaze slowly drooped, and the more he looked down, the more frightened he became.
If the medicinal herbs she requested last time had 70% of the same ingredients as the panacea analyzed by the doctors at Jingmingtang, then this prescription already contained all the ingredients of the panacea that they had analyzed so far.
Without much further thought, Sheng Shijing was certain: "This is the prescription for a panacea."
Xie Xihe responded casually and explained, "My father still has a lot of hidden dangers in his body. If we want to completely eliminate them, the low-end version is still far from enough."
"And in your body," Xie Xihe couldn't help but frown at the thought of the evil spirits. "Your body is quite strange. Even a complete panacea can't completely eliminate the evil spirits, but it can at least make you feel better when they attack."
Sheng Shijing: "...Shouldn't the point be that you just took out the prescription like that?"
Xie Xihe uttered a "Hmm?" before reacting, "It's okay. No one else can make this medicine except me."
Sheng Shijing: Is this the key point again?
Although this is very important, Sheng Shijing's focus is elsewhere at the moment.
He shook the prescription in his hand, his slender eyebrows raised slightly: "So, if it were someone else, would you take out the prescription?"
Xie Xihe was stunned, thought about it seriously, and finally came to a conclusion.
"No." She shook her head, looking quite serious. "You've helped me a lot, but other than this medicine, I can't think of any other way to thank you."
Sheng Shijing burst out laughing.
Looking at the girl's sparkling peach blossom eyes, he felt a stir in his heart. Before he could react, he had already leaned closer to her and whispered, "You took out the prescription for just a few small things. If I save your life next time, will Aunt Xie be willing to marry me? Hmm?"
It was his usual low voice, but it was a little more hoarse than usual because he had deliberately lowered it, making it even more seductive.
A warm and slightly moist breath brushed across Xie Xihe's cheek, causing her heartbeat to speed up by two beats without her noticing.
Especially when that touch of light red, as delicate as a spring flower, comes into view, and the thin lips purse lightly, exuding a silent temptation...
It seems like an invitation to commit a crime.
Before Sheng Shijing could react, Xie Xihe suddenly raised his hand, pinched the man's delicate chin, and said with narrowed eyes, "Doesn't Mr. Sheng ever check Weibo?"
Sheng Shijing felt a delicate touch like jade on his jaw. He was distracted for a moment, but did not break free immediately. He said "Hmm?" in confusion.
Xie Xihe still narrowed his eyes, his eyebrows raised slightly: "Do you know what your fans think of you?"
"Like the bright moon in the sky, pure and detached from the world, solitary and independent, yet can only be admired from afar, never touched, much less played with." She spoke slowly, her words enunciated clearly. As soon as she finished speaking, she increased the pressure on her hands and smiled, "So, by getting so close, Emperor Sheng wants me to play with you?"
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