Aphrodite was ushered into a walk-in closet by Jiang Mian alone.
Beautiful things, a pleasure to behold.
She couldn't help but take many photos, and chose a few to upload to Weibo.
Jiang Mian v: [viastr is truly a great fashion designer~] [Image] [Image] [Image]
Night Lord commented on your Weibo: [Only you look good wearing it.]
[Wow, Lord Ye is really good at playing along with his own artist.]
[No, no, the upstairs person is wrong. Haven't you noticed? He only praises Jiang Mian. Liang Qiao is also from Fuhua, and Lord Ye hasn't followed him.]
[My wife is unique, sisters, support me.]
Jiang Mian looked at the comments popping up and couldn't help but click on the WeChat window.
Jiang Mian: [Are you at the company?]
She wanted to go to the company and had something to talk to Ye Yi about.
Ye Yi: [No, do you miss me?]
Jiang Mian ignored his flippancy, [Then where are you?]
Ye Yi: [Just went abroad. Ye San is in the country. You can contact him if you need anything.]
Jiang Mian: [It's not urgent, I'll talk to you when you get back then.]
"Lord Ye, it's time to turn off your phone." A sweet voice sounded.
Ye Yi wanted to reply, but the little nurse stared at him without blinking.
Ye Yi tutted and had to turn off his phone under her gaze.
Thinking that he had left Ye San behind, he figured nothing major would happen in the country.
Ye Yi handed over his phone, put his arm around the little nurse's shoulder, and said drawling, "Xiao Linlin, I'll have to trouble you and the Doctor again."
Linlin supported him as they walked inside, her cheeks flushing. She said softly, "It's okay, Lord Ye. Aren't you getting better and better? You have to have confidence."
"I don't care, my life is worthless." He said with a nonchalant smile.
Ever since his mother passed away, Ye Yi had never intended to live a full life.
After all, he was alone, free and unrestrained, with no attachments.
Moreover, this kind of hereditary disease wasn't something he could cure just by wishing.
Linlin said earnestly, "Young Lord Ye, don't think like that. The Doctor worked so hard to save your life. If you think like that, he'll be sad. And I... I'll be sad too!"
"Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore. How could I make the cutest little Linlin sad? It's not a big deal."
"Alright, Lord Ye, stop joking. Just like before, just rest well when you go in... It'll be like sleeping..."
Ye Yi gave a self-deprecating laugh. Sleeping?
This sleep was going to be quite long.
He walked into the laboratory, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and let Linlin inject him. Soon, he lost consciousness.
...
Although Ye Yi was not at the company, Jiang Mian still had to go there, as she had something to discuss with Sister Ning.
Sister Ning's office had been redecorated.
From the outside, the renovation looked exceptionally elegant and luxurious.
If it weren't for the words "Sister Ning's Office" on the door, Jiang Mian would have thought she had the wrong place.
She knocked on the door and, after receiving permission, entered, "Sister Ning, what's with your office?"
"Oh, you mean this? Lord Ye arranged the renovation for all of us uniformly. What do you think?" Seeing it was her, Sister Ning's face lit up with a smile.
Jiang Mian looked around for a moment. Sister Ning's office now had a solid wood lacquered bookshelf and a huge "Zhao Cai Jin Bao" (wealth and treasure attracting) ornament.
She raised an eyebrow and pointed at the ornament, "This wasn't arranged by Lord Ye too, was it?"
"That's right. Lord Ye said it symbolizes our company's ever-flowing wealth."
Sister Ning gestured for her to sit down, "Let's get down to business. Did you come here for a reason?"
Jiang Mian sat down as requested and smiled, "Sister Ning, have you forgotten something? My contract with the company is expiring."
Sister Ning patted her head, "Sorry, I really forgot. I've been too busy lately. Coincidentally, Lord Ye had me draft a new contract earlier. Take a look."
Sister Ning pulled open a drawer, found the contract, and handed it to her.
Jiang Mian opened the contract and scanned it briefly, "This is..."
Frankly speaking, Fuhua had treated her well.
Before Ye Yi took over, Sister Ning had been very caring towards her.
After Ye Yi took charge, the resources he provided her were also the best.
But this contract, the treatment it offered her was simply too good.
It could be said that it maximized Jiang Mian's interests in every aspect.
Sister Ning: "How is it? Satisfied? It's clear that Lord Ye put in a lot of effort to keep you."
Jiang Mian smiled helplessly, "Sister Ning, I didn't plan to leave Fuhua either."
Not to mention that Fuhua had given her the opportunity, and she was also familiar with many people here. She had long grown accustomed to it.
Sister Ning handed her a pen, "Then sign it. This is a ten-year renewal. Take a good look."
Jiang Mian took the pen, lowered her head, and signed her name. "Okay, thank you, Sister Ning."
"You're welcome," Sister Ning put away the contract, "There are some nuts on the cabinet over there from someone. I remember you like them. Take two packs when you leave later."
Jiang Mian nodded, "Okay."
She also had something important to discuss with Jiang Mian.
Sister Ning cleared her throat, "Lord Ye should have mentioned it to you before, right? He arranged a Xianxia drama for you. We contacted Song Xingjia, and he said he didn't have any available dates."
Jiang Mian knew that "no available dates" was probably an excuse. The real reason was likely something else.
"So, don't be disappointed. I'll give you a heads-up. I'm contacting Jing Zhou. He's a good match for you in terms of appearance and also fits the profile of the male lead in the drama."
Jiang Mian knew Jing Zhou. He was an actor who had debuted not long ago.
He had acted in two campus dramas, neither of which was outstanding.
He was even mocked for his appearance for a long time.
Jiang Mian: "I have no requirements for this. If he meets the requirements of the production team, anyone can play the role."
She thought Sister Ning was worried she wouldn't accept such a junior actor.
Sister Ning said helplessly, "No, I've already read the script for this drama. It's different from traditional Xianxia dramas where the protagonist sacrifices themselves to save the common people. This is a coming-of-age sweet romance drama with many kissing scenes."
Jiang Mian understood immediately, "You're worried about..."
"Yes, I'm worried about CEO Ji. Think about how to tell him, or perhaps don't tell him at all. He won't be visiting the set anyway."
"But it will still be seen when it airs."
Sister Ning glared at her, "By then, it will be a done deal. What are you afraid of?"
Afraid? Of course, she was afraid.
Jiang Mian had no doubt how angry Ji Zhixiu would be if he saw her kissing scenes. The consequences were unimaginable.
She felt a headache coming on. This had always been a problem, but she had overlooked it for a long time.
The previous few dramas didn't have any, and the occasional one had a fade-to-black scene.
Now, she had to face it head-on.
Sister Ning changed the topic, "By the way, do you know your schedule for tomorrow? The chocolate brand you endorsed is entering the central mall there, and you need to participate in their offline event." Sister Ning reminded her.
"I know, Zhu Yi told me."
Sister Ning waved her hand, "Then hurry back. Get some sleep tonight and maintain a good state."
Jiang Mian nodded silently.
...
Jiang Mian had a flight at 4 AM the next day.
When the alarm clock rang, she was still groggy.
The man reached for the phone on the bedside table before she did, turned off the alarm, and patted her back. His voice was deep and carried a reassuring strength.
"It's still early, sleep a little longer."
Jiang Mian was extremely sleepy. Last night had been another night of lingering intimacy.
Hearing him say that, she couldn't help but let her head loll and fell asleep again.
When she woke up again, it was bright daylight.
Jiang Mian was startled, reached for her phone on the bedside table, "It's seven o'clock!!"
Ji Zhixiu entered with a white porcelain dish, "You're awake? Come and have breakfast."
Jiang Mian blinked, still a bit confused. She pouted, "I'm late, I overslept."
"Eat breakfast first, the flight is at nine, there's still time." He gestured with his chin, looking at the girl in bed, and said calmly.
"!!"
"Husband! You changed my flight for me!" Jiang Mian jumped out of bed.
Ji Zhixiu chuckled twice. He knew about the girl's afternoon event.
Not wanting her to get up so early, he had arranged for her flight to be changed. Arriving at nine would be more than enough time.
"Yes, come and eat first. I'll take you to the airport after breakfast."
Jiang Mian washed up and changed her clothes. She sat at the table, poked her head out to take a look, and confirmed, "You made this."
Ji Zhixiu curved his lips, "Is it that obvious?"
"Of course. Did you eat?"
"No."
They ate breakfast together. Jiang Mian packed her things and got into the car.
"Let Xiang Long follow you," Ji Zhixiu instructed.
For this kind of offline event, Ji Zhixiu had to have Xiang Long accompany her to feel at ease.
Jiang Mian naturally wouldn't refuse, "Okay, I'll be back tomorrow."
Upon arriving at the airport, Xiang Long got out of the car to get the luggage from the trunk.
Only the two of them remained in the car. Ji Zhixiu clasped the girl's soft waist and with a gentle pull,
He forced the girl to sit on his lap, embracing her from behind.
Ji Zhixiu tilted his head and kissed Jiang Mian's cheek, his gaze lingering, and said with reluctance, "Call me when you arrive."
Jiang Mian was also reluctant. She said earnestly, "Remember to miss me!"
"Okay."
Xiang Long knocked on the car window to remind them, "President, it's almost time for boarding."
Ji Zhixiu released the girl, "Go ahead."
Jiang Mian turned back and imprinted a kiss on his thin lips, then swiftly jumped out of the car, "Be good! Wait for me to come back!"
After she left, the sensation of his lips seemed to linger. Ji Zhixiu chuckled.
The girl's way of coaxing him made him feel like a three-year-old.
Yet, he enjoyed it.
They met Li Zhuyi in the waiting hall. The young couple, now out in the open, became even more unreserved.
Even a glance exchanged between them was filled with sweetness.
Jiang Mian pretended not to see, put on her mask, and said, "Let's go."
It took three hours to fly from Kyoto to Haishi. Jiang Mian was full of energy now.
The clouds outside the plane were incredibly beautiful, as if within reach.
She took out her phone and took two pictures. Since her phone was free, she decided to edit the daily vlogs she had filmed a few days ago.
This way, Sister Ning wouldn't always say she wasn't actively promoting herself.
She could foresee how tiring the afternoon event would be. Taking advantage of the free time, after editing the video, Jiang Mian put on an eye mask and rested for a while.
Landing back on the ground, Jiang Mian still felt a slight dizziness. This event had pre-event publicity.
Many fans had come to greet her at the airport.
Jiang Mian immediately spotted her fan lights.
A fan handed her a letter. Jiang Mian couldn't stop for too long, accepting it as she walked.
She smiled and said, "Thank you, be careful on your way back. Where are you staying?"
"Staying at a hotel near the central mall! We came specially knowing you had an event!"
Jiang Mian took out a few small snack packs from her bag and gave them to her, "Thank you, go back early. Here's a small gift for you. See you this afternoon."
The fans were so happy they could barely speak, nodding frantically, "Okay, okay! We'll do whatever you say!"
Jiang Mian got into the car, escorted by Xiang Long and people sent by the collaborating party.
She turned on her phone again, logged into Weibo, and posted the vlog she had edited on the plane.
Then she called Ji Zhixiu.
The man answered quickly, his voice pleasant, "You've arrived?"
"Just got off the plane," Jiang Mian smiled, "Have you gone to the company?"
"Yes," Ji Zhixiu put down his pen. He had already been in two hours of meetings about the new collaboration with Cheng Corporation. The two parties were in constant dispute.
He stretched his limbs, rubbed his temples, and then said, "We still have to continue later."
"Working overtime tonight?"
"A night without Mrs. Ji's company is not as good as working overtime," he said softly, his longing clearly audible.
Jiang Mian's heart warmed, her eyes curved, "Even if you're working overtime, take care of yourself. I'll have Assistant Fan keep an eye on you. Eat well."
"No wonder. I was wondering why he was talking so much today, reminding me not to look at documents for too long."
Jiang Mian wanted to say more, but the car had already arrived.
"I'm at the hotel now. I can't talk to you anymore! Goodbye!"
After hanging up the phone, Ji Zhixiu's expression turned cold. He dialed the internal line and said in a chilling tone, "Announce the meeting."
In the meeting room.
"I believe this sales plan should be implemented offline, in our mall counters."
"This is the era of the internet. Only by finding a popular and influential spokesperson can we better promote this product."