Chapter 68: Exaggerated p1
“A hot search, is it that serious?”
The overhead lights in the hotel corridor cast a warm glow. Zhao Jia followed beside Jiang Mi, her low voice wrapped in confusion. “Just a hot search about a towel, is it worth such a big fuss?” She counted on her fingers, her words so fast it was like she was doing a muddled calculation. “One, no dirt. Two, no solid proof. Not even a corner of clothing was touched… isn’t Teacher Yan’s reaction a bit much?”
Taking a step back, if she really cared so much, then after so long, she hadn’t seen Yan Wei appear. Why would she strike so hard at a hot search?
Zhao Jia thought to herself that after so many years of struggling in the entertainment industry, she had seen her fair share of pigs run, but she still couldn’t understand the relationship between Jiang Mi and Yan Wei.
Especially Yan Wei.
Jiang Mi’s shoulders moved almost imperceptibly, and she didn’t reply.
What Yan Wei cared about was not entirely that her and Qi Wenxi’s “CP” was on the hot search. What Yan Wei cared about was that her gaze had turned to someone else.
It was like this when she was with Yan Wei.
During the day, if she looked at a fan a few more times, at night, Yan Wei would ask her, “Are they good-looking?”
At first, she often didn’t understand why Yan Wei would suddenly become angry and annoyed. Only when she took the initiative to hug and kiss her would Yan Wei’s mood turn for the better.
Countless experiences…
Slowly, she also figured out the pattern.
Yan Wei couldn’t stand her gaze on other people. What Yan Wei wanted was the one and only, the unique, and even, what belonged to her alone.
On this point, Jiang Mi actually didn’t dislike it emotionally.
But later, it slowly changed—or perhaps it had always been like this, and she had only just discovered it.
In Yan Wei’s eyes, she had become a possession, with no negative emotions, only able to be obedient and submissive, not to resist, not to question, and not to protest.
“And in the future?” Zhao Jia’s voice pulled her back to reality, with the worry of a professional manager. “During the new drama’s promotional period, will there be fewer hot searches with other female leads? She can’t possibly spend so much manpower and resources to take them down every time, right?” Zhao Jia really couldn’t fully understand. She suddenly thought of something:
“And you also have a kissing scene in this drama.”
It was strange.
Hearing this, Jiang Mi didn’t feel nervous in her heart. On the contrary, a hint of an inexplicable excitement welled up. She really wanted to analyze this strange psychology, but she didn’t have time…
“Why is she here again?”
Zhao Jia abruptly stopped. Her eyes landed on Jiang Mi’s vibrating phone.
The screen’s faint light flickered. Jiang Mi looked at the caller ID, was silent for two seconds, and before getting into the nanny van, she answered.
“Hello?”
“Sister Jiang Mi, long time no see. How have you been lately?”
Jiang Mi sat firmly in her chair. The weather today was moderate, and a cool breeze blew in. She opened the window a few centimeters and said to the other end, “I’m fine.”
“That’s good! I’m here in Yudu for a competition! It’s been a long time. I wanted to come and see you. Is it convenient?” The girl’s tone was cheerful, but she quickly added at the end, as if she had anticipated a possible polite refusal, “By the way, my mom knows I’m here and specially asked me to bring you some local specialties from Huai City. If you don’t accept them, I won’t be able to report back when I get home. She’s been thinking of you.”
Mo Xi didn’t know that Jiang Mi had no intention of refusing this time.
Her gaze fell on the blooming magnolia tree outside the window. Jiang Mi’s voice was soft, “Okay. But I’m still at work. How about this, I’ll find a place to treat you to dinner tonight?”
“Okay, that’s great. Sister Jiang Mi, then I’ll wait for your message. See you tonight!”
“Okay,” Jiang Mi agreed.
The call ended.
Beside her, Zhao Jia immediately frowned. “You just agreed? Filming is so exhausting every day. Why do you have to bother with her?” The moment her words fell, she suddenly realized that there was another person in the car—Nine, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was, after all, from Yan Wei’s side. Although the relationship between the sisters Yan Wei and Mo Xi was subtle… they were, after all, biological sisters.
Her gaze swept warily towards the driver’s seat, and she forcefully stopped herself, only adding in a low voice, “Don’t let her bother you with anything later. It’s annoying enough.”
After getting along these few times, Jiang Mi also felt that Mo Xi didn’t seem as innocent as she had first appeared. After all, no one was a fool… but she didn’t have that much hostility towards Mo Xi either.
It was nothing to meet. The most important thing was—
“Seeing her is not the key.”
Jiang Mi only said this.
Hearing this, Zhao Jia could only guess and think. Perhaps Jiang Mi hadn’t really let go and wanted to understand Yan Wei’s movements through Mo Xi.
She turned to look at Jiang Mi tightening the collar of her coat. “Are you not feeling well?”
Jiang Mi said, “Is there any cold medicine in the bag?”
The feeling wasn’t obvious. It was just a little bit of soreness between her eyebrows and a slight chill, not serious.
But Zhao Jia became nervous. “When did it start?”
Jiang Mi said, “When I woke up this morning. It’s fine. I’ll be fine if I drink more water today.”
Her physical condition was good, and she rarely got sick. She had encountered this situation before, and it was just a matter of a day or two.
“The flu is everywhere lately,” Zhao Jia muttered as she opened her phone, planning to look for a nearby pharmacy. Nine, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke, “Sister Zhao, there’s already cold medicine in the break room, and some other necessary medicines.”
Zhao Jia paused, looked up, and then turned to meet Jiang Mi’s gaze.
There wasn’t any yesterday.
Nine added, “The company arranged it last night. There’s also a private doctor who will be with the crew.”
Zhao Jia: “…”
Too exaggerated.
Jiang Mi said calmly, “Hasn’t the company considered that I might be on the hot search again for being a diva?”
Nine paused for a moment and met Jiang Mi’s gaze in the rearview mirror. “I’m sorry, Teacher Jiang. I’m just an executive assistant. I can’t change these arrangements.”
“Then can I trouble you to take my words back, exactly as they are?” Jiang Mi said with a smile.
The gaze in Nine’s mirror flickered for a moment, and she lowered her eyes and replied, “Okay. But the company has specially instructed that if you don’t accept, the doctor can also be mixed in with the crew’s entourage and will not appear by your side.”
Jiang Mi bit her lip, both angry and amused.
Now she understood her. She had arranged this, arranged that, and hadn’t even thought of asking her.
What was there to say at this point?
Nine glanced at Jiang Mi’s expression and silently lowered her head. She opened her phone, opened the dialog box, and found ‘Big Secretary Sister.’
[Sis… when can I go back to the company?]
[President Tan didn’t say. You might have to stay there forever. What? Not going well?]
[A spy’s life is hard…]
[Look at your payslip, sister. It’s double.]
[Sob sob sob, I’ll hold on a little longer. But next time there’s an arrangement from above, can you pass on a small, small suggestion of mine?]
[What?]
[Next time, can you ask Teacher Jiang’s opinion in advance?]
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