Shen Zhiyi slowly placed the cup on her lap, tilted her head and said, "Let's just... have a simple meal, there's nothing special about it."
Jiajie had previously suggested that she hold a fan meeting.
However, she has too many haters, and the last time she tried to deal with it, it caused some unpleasantness.
She didn't want to cause herself any trouble on her birthday.
On her rare day off, all she wanted to do was stay home, do nothing, and enjoy the day comfortably.
Li Yunqian nodded, seemingly lost in thought.
"Okay, then let's stay home together."
Shen Zhiyi scoffed softly, "Who said I wanted to spend my life with you?"
Li Yunqian's fingers tightened, his gaze falling to her soft, rosy lips. He said in a dangerous tone, "If you won't be with me, who else does Xiaoguai want to be with?"
He glanced at the man who was eyeing him menacingly not far away.
"Lü Mingyou?"
Shen Zhiyi kicked his shin, "Are you ever going to stop?"
She tilted her head to look at him, "Li Yunqian, you're not... jealous, are you?"
Li Yunqian curled his lips, his gaze towards her unfathomable. "Do I have that qualification?"
Shen Zhiyi remained silent for a moment.
She snorted, "I'm not your property now, so don't be so possessive."
"What you should do now is to fulfill your duties as an assistant and massage my legs."
She stretched her legs out in front of him, "Hurry up, they're sore."
Li Yunqian didn't say anything. He put down his coat, squatted down, helped her take off her high heels, and held her ankle, gently massaging it.
The crew members passed by the dressing room and saw this scene from outside the door, feeling both surprised and saddened.
It's true what they say: when a wall falls, everyone pushes it down.
The once high and mighty CEO Li was already being reprimanded by Song Ruizhe behind closed doors, and now he's being tormented by Shen Zhiyi like this.
If he ever makes a comeback, who knows how he'll deal with Shen Zhiyi.
Just as he was thinking this, he saw Shen Zhiyi, who seemed very angry, step on his shoulder with a flushed face.
Still seemingly unsatisfied, she bent down and slapped his face.
"I told you to massage my feet! Massage my feet! What are you doing?!"
Everyone was startled.
Li Yunqian is really pitiful.
Having been kicked and slapped, one's self-esteem must be shattered.
They couldn't bear to watch any longer and hurried away.
A kind person also closed the door for them.
Shen Zhiyi slumped in the chair, her face flushed, but her calves were still gripped by Li Yunqian, forcing her to feel the heat of his palm.
Li Yunqian pinched her soft thigh flesh with his fingertips, and when no one was around, he lowered his head and sucked a glaring red mark on her calf.
His mark was left on the snow-white, smooth surface.
Don't be so possessive.
Li Yunqian lowered his head, his bangs falling over his forehead and covering his eyebrows and eyes, but his gaze was fixed on the hickey.
A melancholic, obsessive look spread across his eyes.
He wished he could meld her into his very bones, so that she would be permeated with his scent.
Li Yunqian moved his palm down and grasped her arch. His rough thumb slowly pushed along the skin on the side, easily arousing a tingling current.
His dark eyes churned, fixed intently on her, and he murmured:
"You can only spend your birthday with me."
He suddenly exerted force, and Shen Zhiyi almost bounced off the chair. Her insteps straightened, and she fell back onto the chair back, staring blankly at the ceiling.
"Did you hear that?" Li Yunqian asked again.
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