A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire-Chapter 928: Xi Xi, Are You Still Mad at Me?
It’s not surprising that fans are doubting, after all, since Jiang Jingheng started his blog, he rarely uses Weibo. Apart from posting one Weibo when he first opened the account, the remaining two posts were made recently, and the posting frequency is a bit high.
Plus, this particular Weibo post really doesn’t fit his rich and handsome persona. Almost no one believed it; there was even talk that his account was hacked, which made it into the trending topics.
Mu Yan, feeling bored, browsed under his Weibo, seeing those female fans confessing to him, and felt a bit stifled. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
He may not look like a kept man, but he is one, alright? He even handed his salary card over to her, and every month’s spending still depends on her mood, humph!
"By the way, why didn’t Ning Ze come?" Song Cheng’an suddenly asked. He checked the time, "It’s almost nine o’clock now, isn’t he coming?"
"Just sent a message saying he won’t come, he’s picking up his girlfriend." Dong Le spread his hands, "Ever since he started dating, I barely succeed in inviting him out."
"Looks like Ning Ze is really falling this time." Jian Shaohan shrugged, "He’s never been this serious about any woman before."
"But from what I see, his girlfriend might not like him." Dong Le said quietly.
Mu Yan suddenly looked up at Dong Le, "Why do you say that?"
Dong Le was startled for a moment, looking at Mu Yan’s dark, bright eyes, suddenly remembering Qin Xi is Mu Yan’s friend.
He hesitated and said: "When you’re dating, it’s normal for the girlfriend to meet the boyfriend’s friends. But Qin Xi has never come once, and seeing Ning Ze’s enthusiasm, in this relationship, it’s clear Ning Ze is putting in more effort."
He was worried Mu Yan might think he was bad-mouthing Qin Xi, so he added: "Sister-in-law, I’m not saying Qin Xi isn’t good, just that she’s a bit too indifferent to my buddy."
Mu Yan stayed silent for a while. She hasn’t seen Qin Xi for a while, and each time she asked over the phone how things were going with Ning Ze, Qin Xi hesitated and gave vague answers.
She also didn’t know what Qin Xi was thinking, she’d have to ask her next time.
Downstairs at the apartment building, a car approached from afar and stopped at the entrance.
A woman got out, took luggage from the trunk, and said to the person in the car, "I’m heading up now, good night."
"Alright, then I won’t walk you up. I didn’t schedule any appearances for you in the next week, take a good rest, and spend some time with your boyfriend, so he won’t keep calling me asking to take good care of you, I’m tired of hearing it."
This last sentence clearly carried a teasing tone.
Qin Xi smiled, waved goodbye to the agent, and dragged her suitcase upstairs.
Just as she approached the apartment entrance, she saw a familiar shadow standing at the door, a wave of annoyance surged up inside her. Didn’t she tell him not to come tonight? Can’t he let her have some peace, to take a breather?
Recently, wherever she went for work, he would follow, showering everyone around her with kindness, making it well-known she had a boyfriend, which was quite bothersome during her work.
It was only after she threw a tantrum that he cooled off and stayed away.
She knew he liked her, that he meant well, but such kindness suffocated her.
She dragged her suitcase, walked inside without expression, pretending not to see.
Ning Ze, holding a bouquet, walked towards her. Seeing she looked displeased, he said somewhat apprehensively, "Xi Xi, are you still mad at me?"
"Go away!" Qin Xi said irritably.
"Xi Xi, if you say you’re not mad, I’ll leave." Ning Ze said softly.
Looking at his aggrieved expression, Qin Xi sometimes felt like she was dating a kid. Well, he is three years younger than her.
"Alright, I’m not mad. Go home."
"Really?" Ning Ze immediately broke into a radiant smile, pushing the flowers into Qin Xi’s arms, grabbing her suitcase and walking inside.
"Let’s go home."
Qin Xi watched his back in a daze, she meant for him to go to his home, not hers!
