Wen Jing sighed and muttered something childish. Song Shengsheng glanced back at them noncommittally and smiled, "It's been like this for over ten years. I'm used to it. By the way, where's Xiao Chen? I sent her a message yesterday, but she didn't reply. Has the studio been busy lately?"
Wen Jing said, "What are you busy with? Our boss Jiang has taken a long vacation. Don't we, the employees who usually work around him, have to take a break occasionally? Xiao Chen went to the beach with his friends these past two days and probably won't be back until next week."
"Oh, that's a bit unfortunate. Sister Wenjing, why didn't you go out and play during your vacation?"
"Me?" Wen Jing chuckled helplessly. "How can I have a day off? If I were on vacation, who would help your master clean up if he caused any more trouble? Besides, I have several young stars under me who all need my help. How can I dare to rest?"
“It’s not easy.”
"It's easy to do something, but making money is the hard part. However, young masters and young ladies like you who were born with a silver spoon in your mouth have never lacked money since childhood. If I say making money is difficult, you may not understand. Just like when Yi Yu first debuted, he took a small role. He had no experience and his acting skills were average. When filming started, he was scolded by the director. In the end, he made tens of thousands of yuan. He looked at the money in his card and asked me if he had earned more than he spent in the past two weeks."
"Xiao Chen told me that it has been very difficult for him these years."
"But these difficulties are not uncommon for ordinary people, aren't they? At least he has money. Unlike many other dream chasers, he doesn't live in a basement, count his meals, and stumble repeatedly under the pressure of life in the pursuit of his dreams. He's been pretty successful, and quite lucky."
Song Shengsheng didn't say anything, but just turned around and looked at Jiang Yiyu, who was laughing heartily after hearing what Song Ming said.
No matter what happened in the past, as long as he is happy now, it is enough for her.
When they arrived at the entrance of the camping base, Song Shengsheng's friend Shen Huaixu, the owner of the base, had been waiting at the door for a long time.
Seeing Song Shengsheng, he smiled and took a few steps forward, extending his hand to her: "Shengsheng, long time no see, you are still so beautiful."
Song Shengsheng held his fingertips in return and smiled: "Old Shen, you are still so good at talking."
The friendly atmosphere between the two fell into Jiang Yiyu's eyes, which was inexplicably a bit annoying. He looked at their clasped hands, leaned close to Song Ming and asked in a low voice: "Why did your sister get such a new friend?"
Song Mingdao said, "He's a high school classmate. His family makes furniture, so he's a wealthy second-generation. Friendly reminder, I think this guy likes my sister, so you better be careful. Also, let me make it clear, I didn't know he owned this place before I came here, so don't be angry with me about it."
"Damn, is she bringing me here to meet her love rival? Song Ming, what do you think she's thinking?"
Song Ming bumped his shoulder and said, "Don't make wild guesses. You don't even know my sister. Except for you, everyone else is a friend. It's stupid when it comes to relationships."
Jiang Yiyu frowned as he watched Shen Huaixu come forward and extend his hand to him and Song Ming: "Mr. Song, long time no see." He looked at Jiang Yiyu: "Mr. Jiang, nice to meet you. I'm Shen Huaixu, a friend of Shengsheng. I've heard her mention you occasionally and have long admired your name."
"Occasionally?" Jiang Yiyu raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Song Shengsheng who was talking to Wen Jing, and then raised his voice a little: "Then has she ever told you that I am her legal husband?"
Shen Huaixu was stunned for a moment, frowned and looked back at Song Shengsheng: "Are you married?"
Song Shengsheng blinked, realized what was going on, and nodded: "Yes, it happened at the beginning of the year. I haven't had time to tell everyone yet. It's unfortunate that I'm letting you know first."
Shen Huaixu smiled and retracted the hand he extended to Jiang Yiyu: "Mr. Jiang is a handsome man, he is quite worthy of you."
After hearing this, Jiang Yiyu couldn't control himself and hissed. Just as he was about to fight back, he was pulled back by Song Ming. He widened his eyes and looked at Song Shengsheng aggrievedly, then at Song Ming.
He pointed at Shen Huaixu, who had already turned around and started to introduce the base to Song Shengsheng and Wen Jing, and then pointed at himself and said in a low voice: "Song Ming, did you just hear that? He is looking down on me, right? This tea is so fragrant that even Biluochun would have to admit defeat."
Song Ming sighed: "You know he's just chatting, and you're still trying to compete with him. Isn't that stupid?"
"Then I'll just watch him hanging in front of my wife all day?"
"He shakes, but you don't? Song Shengsheng likes you, so be more confident."
Jiang Yiyu sighed tiredly, "I shouldn't have agreed to come to such a shabby place. It's just making things difficult for myself."
Song Ming pinched the back of his neck and reached out to take the bag from his hand: "Alright, stop reflecting on this. If you have the time, why don't you go over now and hold Song Shengsheng's hand in front of that person, and whisper a few words in her ear. Be as intimate as possible. I tell you, this trick will guarantee you can kill ten thousand enemies without losing a penny yourself."
Jiang Yiyu fell silent. Song Ming nudged him with his shoulder again: "Why are you silent? Are you scared?"
"Yeah." Jiang Yiyu hummed in annoyance. "Including today, it's been two days, and I haven't even dared to touch her hand a few times. You want me to go over now and show possessiveness in front of someone she thought was a friend. Do you think she will think I'm being unreasonable?"
"No, what happened between you two? How did you provoke her?"
Jiang Yi Yu dejectedly considered his words and stopped. Song Ming leaned closer to him and listened to him whisper something in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
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