I’m the Moonlight White That the Former Movie Queen Secretly Loved 62p2

Chapter 62 p2

Tan Xiaofang was eating melon while saying to Ye Qianqian, “No wonder, on the day of the class reunion, Fu Chuchu called you over. At that time, your gaze on Qi Sijia was not right. I thought the top-floor owner that Qi Sijia liked was you.”

This was not easy for Ye Qianqian to answer. She had had feelings for Qi Sijia back then, but some things were not what they seemed once they were said out loud. Moreover, she had Shen Tunan now.

There was no need to bring this up again. She looked away from Meng Jiang and laughed awkwardly. “Of course, it’s not me. Have you ever seen Qi Sijia refuse to hold hands with a sister when they’re shopping? So it’s not me, but I never thought of Qi Sijia and Sister Jiang together before.”

“It’s not just you who was kept in the dark. Five years ago, I was in the same school and the same club with them, and I didn’t even know they were dating. Five years later, they’re under the same roof, and I still didn’t think in that direction. No matter how I look at it, it’s not suitable,” Tan Xiaofang exclaimed.

“What about now?” Meng Jiang suddenly lifted her eyelids and turned to Tan Xiaofang. “Is it still not suitable?”

Tan Xiaofang clicked her tongue and looked at Qi Sijia, who was pushing open the kitchen door and waving for Meng Jiang to come over and wash and cut the fruit.

She was stunned for a moment and finally squeezed out two words, “A good match.”

Only those who had dealt with Qi Sijia in those five years would know what kind of person Qi Sijia was, who would refuse help from others from a thousand miles away.

She would do everything she could herself, so she could fix water pipes and unclog toilets.

She had turned herself into a decathlete.

But now, Qi Sijia was even calling Meng Jiang in to help with washing vegetables. The smile on her lips was stained with a worldly air.

Tan Xiaofang and Ye Qianqian exchanged a glance. Ye Qianqian was still the same, saying to Meng Jiang, “Thank you for bringing her into the mortal world.”

Meng Jiang laughed softly and said, “You’re welcome. It’s what I should do.”

Then she stood up, told them to sit in the living room, and went to the kitchen to wash vegetables for Qi Sijia.

In the kitchen, Qi Sijia asked Meng Jiang, “What are you guys talking about?”

“About you,” Meng Jiang replied.

Qi Sijia raised an eyebrow and said, “Then there’s definitely nothing good. The commotion today was so big, and it even implicated the innocent. The two of them are holding in their anger.”

“Not really,” Meng Jiang leaned against Qi Sijia’s shoulder and said, “They’re praising you for being a good match with me.”

Qi Sijia brushed Meng Jiang’s hair back and told her to stay away from her. There was oil in the pot, and it could easily splash on her face.

Meng Jiang buried her head in Qi Sijia’s shoulder and laughed. She asked while washing the vegetables, not very seriously, “What do you think?”

Qi Sijia turned off the stove and looked back at her. “What should I think?”

“If I hadn’t liked you first, they wouldn’t have been able to judge my relationship with you.”

The smile on Meng Jiang’s lips widened. “It’s really not easy to get a ‘like’ from you.”

“You want a ‘like’? Am I not giving it to you or something?” Qi Sijia picked up the cooked sausage, sliced it, and placed it on a plate. She then said, “Have you ever asked for it?”

Meng Jiang pressed against Qi Sijia’s chest and laughed. She said that since she had said so, she would want it every day from now on.

Qi Sijia glanced at her. “Alright, if you want it, I’ll give it to you.”

“You have to keep your word. I’ll remember it.”

“I’ll keep my word,” Qi Sijia put down the knife, arranged the washed green vegetables on a plate, and stuffed them into her hand. “Alright, take the vegetables out and call them over to eat.”

Although the time of this year’s Spring Festival was not synchronized with China’s, the Spring Festival Gala and the New Year’s Eve dinner were not just Qi Sijia’s business.

The four of them, in a circle, sat at the European-style round table.

The hot pot bubbled as steam rose into the air. One bubble burst, then another followed. The simmering mandarin duck pot was boiling hot.

Meng Jiang ate the clear soup pot, without ginger, garlic, or chili. Qi Sijia, Ye Qianqian, and Tan Xiaofang ate the spicy pot.

In those years of a muddled life, Ye Qianqian and Tan Xiaofang had helped Qi Sijia a lot. Although Qi Sijia had a cold personality, she was ultimately different with these two best friends.

Qi Sijia pulled Meng Jiang up, raised a glass, and said, “Meng Jiang and I are married. I’m telling you sisters. From now on, treat her as you would treat me.”

Qi Sijia introduced her solemnly. Tan Xiaofang and Ye Qianqian tilted their heads and teased, “Are you mistaken? Our Goddess Meng is so high up. We can usually bully you, but do we have the guts to bully her?”

These words were three parts true. Meng Jiang curled her lips and also raised her wine glass, toasting Tan Xiaofang and Ye Qianqian respectively. “Everyone, feel free. Treat me as you would treat my Teacher Qi.”

“Alright, the dog food is coming in waves tonight. Can you stop?”

Meng Jiang gave each of them a red envelope and said, “Stop teasing.”

“Our goddess is still the best at being a person.”

After receiving the red envelopes, Ye Qianqian and Tan Xiaofang smiled from ear to ear and praised her a lot.

They drank a little red wine, not much. When they drank more, they talked more.

Tan Xiaofang talked to Qi Sijia about going back to the country. Since Qi Sijia’s identity as the screenwriter Jia had been exposed, the film and television rights of all of Ji Liu’s novels would probably be sold.

As for the copyright fee, it definitely couldn’t be so low. Tan Xiaofang asked Qi Sijia about her requirements for the copyright.

Qi Sijia said, “You can go and negotiate. But I’m not joining the crew.”

In fact, even if Qi Sijia didn’t mention this, Tan Xiaofang had also considered it. With Qi Sijia’s identity after being exposed, it was no longer realistic for her to join the crew for a small-production lesbian drama in the future.

“Other things are fine, but the film and television rights for Sinking were already signed six months ago. The contract has a condition of joining the crew.”

Qi Sijia thought for a moment. “Then I’ll take it.”

“I’ll be done with my work in three months. At that time, I’ll join the crew of Sinking. But for future film and television rights, I can’t participate anymore.”

Right had given Qi Sijia a large technical stake in the foreign screenwriter’s studio, which gave her a say. After she went back to the country, the studio planned to open a branch in China. This meant that Qi Sijia’s projects would not be limited to domestic and foreign scripts.

When she got busy, she might not have time to write novels anymore.

Tan Xiaofang expressed her understanding and asked with a smile, “Have you considered digging me over to help you?”

Qi Sijia readily replied, “Yes.”

After listening to the two of them talk quietly from beginning to end, Meng Jiang narrowed her eyes and chimed in, “Xingyue Media bought the copyright of Sinking from you guys, right?”

Tan Xiaofang nodded.

Meng Jiang lowered her eyes and didn’t say much, probably pondering something.

So much so that the blanched cabbage Qi Sijia had put in Meng Jiang’s bowl had gotten cold, and she hadn’t even taken a bite.

The hot pot lasted from eight at night to twelve. When the host on TV was holding a string of candied haws and asking the audience to look at the big screen, the countdown to the new year appeared.

“3”

“2”

“1”

“Let’s welcome the new year…”

Text messages flew into her phone like snowflakes.

No one looked. The four women looked at each other and smiled, and in unison, they stood up, raised their tall glasses, and clinked them.

They said in unison, “Happy New Year!”

After they finished, Ye Qianqian and Tan Xiaofang toasted Meng Jiang and Qi Sijia respectively. “Happy marriage!”

It was funny to say. Just now, Meng Jiang had prepared new year red envelopes for them to shut them up, but she hadn’t thought that the two of them had already gone to the ATM at the airport and withdrawn a huge sum of money. The wedding money they had given was two shockingly thick red envelopes.

Inside was not RMB, but US dollars.

Meng Jiang laughed at them, saying it was easier to just send a red envelope.

Tan Xiaofang slapped her forehead and sighed. “I’ve been through too much today. My brain is not enough.”

“Count it,” Ye Qianqian said, winking on the side. “Xiao Fang and I, with our financial resources, can only give this much. When I get my marriage certificate with my partner, you guys remember to at least give ten times this standard.”

She smiled cheekily and turned back to ask Tan Xiaofang, “Xiao Fang, this wisdom of mine, it’s not for nothing, right?”

Tan Xiaofang gave her a thumbs-up in support.

Qi Sijia turned back and glanced at the two of them. “Whether you have a brain or not is another matter, but you’ve certainly grown a thick skin.”

The lights were beautiful. Meng Jiang held Qi Sijia’s hand with a smile. “It doesn’t matter. This is just a small amount. It’s not even enough for me to take on a commercial.”

As she spoke, Meng Jiang put down her chopsticks and went to the room. From her suitcase, she took out a briefcase.

She stuffed it directly into Qi Sijia’s hand.

Inside the briefcase was a string of cards, title deeds, and documents. Not showing one’s wealth, yet she had brought it all.

Qi Sijia raised an eyebrow. “You’re premeditated. You’re going to support me?”

“It’s plain, but I’ve wanted to do this for a long time. I was never justified. Later, when I was justified, I found that Teacher Qi was too expensive to support.”

Meng Jiang put on a look of politely declining to be supported.

Qi Sijia crossed her arms and gestured for her to continue.

Outside the window, someone was setting off fireworks, and brilliant colors exploded in the sky.

Ye Qianqian and Tan Xiaofang covered their hearts and chests, and excitedly cheered, “Is there any more dog food? Hurry up and sprinkle it!”

No matter how noisy it was outside, Qi Sijia and Meng Jiang’s gazes met. The world seemed to have become quiet in an instant.

Meng Jiang raised her eyes slightly, smiled, and looked straight into Qi Sijia’s eyes. “Didn’t you hear? Teacher Qi, thank you for loving me. From now on, I will share everything I have with you.”