The woman clicked her tongue, turning away impatiently. "I've already apologized. Besides, it was just a fall; it shouldn't be anything serious." "You mean we're trying to extort you?"
Song Zhi sneered, grabbing Su Mianmian's hand and holding it out to the woman. "See? It's bleeding. You're a staff member at this hotel, right? With this kind of attitude towards your apology, believe me, I'll file a complaint against you right now!" A complaint?
The woman silently rolled her eyes. Xue Jing's arrival to film the promotional video was more important than anything else; her superiors had repeatedly warned her not to make any mistakes. Compared to losing her job, a complaint was nothing!
Thinking this, the woman flung Song Zhi's hand away, leaving with a "Whatever," and walked off without looking back. "Hey! Why are you running? Come back here!" Song Zhi was about to chase after her when Su Mianmian grabbed her arm. "Forget it, don't chase her."
Song Zhi said irritably, "Why are you holding me back? What kind of person is she? She doesn't even have basic manners! Come on, let's go complain about her right now!"
Su Mianmian pulled Song Zhi to a nearby rest area and sat down. "We came here to have fun, don't let this ruin our mood. It's just a pity about those two cups of milk tea, we haven't even had a sip yet."
Song Zhi looked at Su Mianmian's hand, her brows furrowing. "Is milk tea more important than you? Mr. Z will be heartbroken to see such a big scrape." She then checked other parts of Su Mianmian's body. "Is there anything else that hurts?"
Su Mianmian felt some pain in her knee, but it wasn't easy to check while wearing boots. "No, it's just my palm that's injured." Song Zhi exhaled a sigh of relief. "Then you wait here for me, I'll go to the hotel to get some disinfectant."
Song Zhi was decisive, and after saying that, she jogged back to the hotel. Su Mianmian sat alone in the outdoor rest area. A moment later, she saw a group of people surrounding Xue Jing as they approached.
They were probably shooting an advertisement or something; despite the late autumn weather, Xue Jing was only wearing a burgundy velvet slip dress. This was the first time Su Mianmian had seen Xue Jing at work, and she truly lived up to her reputation as a top star. Every move she made was captivating.
She struck various poses for the photographers, sometimes sexy, sometimes alluring, occasionally blowing a kiss or two. This caused the fans who had come specifically to see her to scream incessantly.
After watching for a while, Su Mianmian got bored and was about to call Song Zhi to ask why she hadn't arrived yet. Suddenly, a sweet, cloying fragrance accompanied by a red figure appeared before her.
Su Mianmian looked up and met Xue Jing's beautiful face. "Sister Xue Jing?" Xue Jing smiled and pulled up a chair to sit down. "Mianmian, you came down to play alone? Didn't A-Zhou come with you?" Su Mianmian shook her head. "He didn't come down."
Xue Jing raised an eyebrow. It seemed she had guessed correctly. Gu Yizhou's kindness towards Su Mianmian was just for show in front of outsiders; in private, he completely disregarded her. "Mianmian, how does it feel to marry a man who doesn't love you at all?"
Su Mianmian frowned. "Sister Xue Jing, what do you mean by that?" Xue Jing reached out and flicked her hair, a casual gesture that unintentionally exuded sexiness. "Isn't this a business marriage? There shouldn't be any feelings between you."
Su Mianmian lowered her eyes, wanting to say that whether there were feelings or not was none of her business, but the words caught in her throat. "Feelings can be cultivated slowly." "Really?" Xue Jing smiled. "What's cultivated is familial affection, never romantic love.
A-Zhou may seem cold, but he's actually quite devoted. Once he has someone in his heart, he'll never allow another person to enter.
"Once he has someone in his heart, he'll never allow another person to enter..." Su Mianmian pondered Xue Jing's words while carefully observing her expression. "Sister Xue Jing, you're not trying to tell me that Gu Yizhou's heart belongs to you, are you?"
Su Mianmian felt that Song Zhi was absolutely right; Xue Jing was truly a peerless white lotus, how dare she utter such absurd words in front of her. "Mianmian, what are you thinking? Of course not, how could I possibly be the woman in A-Zhou's heart?" Xue Jing shook her head with a wry smile. "Actually, I also really want to know who that person is. For so many years, A-Zhou has kept her hidden so well; none of us have ever seen her." "I'm afraid there simply isn't such a person."
Su Mianmian's eyes flickered. "Sister Xue Jing, do you think I'm young and easy to fool?"
Last time, to make her misunderstand her relationship with Gu Yizhou, Xue Jing deliberately took off her clothes in Gu Yizhou's office and stammered, as if they really had some improper relationship.
At that time, Su Mianmian did fall for her trick and almost misunderstood Gu Yizhou. And this time, Xue Jing actually wanted to use the same trick again; Su Mianmian found it utterly ridiculous. She blinked twice, her tone serious.
"Sister Xue Jing, to be honest, you like Gu Yizhou, right? Otherwise, I can't think of any other reason why you would repeatedly try to drive a wedge between me and Gu Yizhou."
"But don't you think it's a bit lame to fabricate a person who doesn't even exist?"
Xue Jing hadn't expected Su Mianmian to be so calm this time, and to be so direct in analyzing her feelings for Gu Yizhou. Her expression stiffened for a moment.
It seemed she had underestimated this naive girl. But what good was a little cleverness? Xue Jing quickly composed herself.
"You trust A-Zhou so much, which means A-Zhou really kept it from you. As for whether I'm lying, you might as well ask Jiang Ning. During the years he was abroad, A-Zhou returned to China almost every year. Besides visiting his father's grave, his main purpose was to see that woman."
As Xue Jing said this, her assistant jogged over to call her over to film the next scene.
Xue Jing slowly stood up, patted her skirt, and looked down at Su Mianmian with a slanted gaze. "If you still don't believe me, you can go home and look for it. A-Zhou has a butterfly hair clip by his side. For years, he's carried it in his pocket every day. It belongs to that woman. A-Zhou values it more than his own life."
A butterfly hair clip, valued more than his own life? Xue Jing was already quite far away when Su Mianmian was still pondering the truth of her words. When Song Zhi came over with disinfectant, Su Mianmian was lost in thought.
Song Zhi waved her hand in front of her. "What are you thinking about? Are you in pain?" Su Mianmian snapped out of her reverie and shook her head. "Nothing, I was just thinking, in about ten days it'll be Gu Yizhou's birthday. What gift should I give him?"
Su Mianmian thought and thought, and felt that what Xue Jing said made no sense at all; it was probably just something Xue Jing made up. Su Mianmian wasn't going to waste her energy on something so baseless.
Song Zhi, oblivious to Su Mianmian's distraction, tended to her wound while offering suggestions. "Someone like Mr. Z probably has everything, so you'll need to give him something truly unique." "Unique?"
Su Mianmian pursed her lips, thinking for a moment. "How about you come shopping with me tomorrow? I'm really having trouble thinking." After Song Zhi finished treating her wound, the two strolled around the hotel area.
During this time, Su Mianmian recounted her recent experiences at work to Song Zhi. Song Zhi, known for her fiery temper, instantly flared up. "Damn it! Prices for everything are rising these days, and it seems only people are getting more and more cheap! That woman named Liu Shu, I really want to pay her a visit sometime and see which tea plantation produced her Biluochun tea!"
Su Mianmian hadn't heard Song Zhi's sharp tongue in a long time, and she immediately burst out laughing, all her remaining frustration vanishing.
"You didn't see what happened last night when Gu Yizhou was messing with her. There was so much wine on the table, and he forced her to drink it all. My colleague just texted me to say they were both taken to the hospital last night." "Serves them right!"
Song Zhi felt a surge of satisfaction just imagining the scene. "I have to say, Mr. Z is really something! So protective of his wife, the rumors about his iron-fisted methods are definitely true!" Song Zhi clicked her tongue twice.
"No wonder this morning at Yuquan Mountain, those women from the Gu Group were practically speechless when they saw Mr. Z being so gentle and considerate towards you. To put it bluntly, Mr. Z treats you completely differently from everyone else!"
After saying this, Song Zhi sighed deeply, "Su Mianmian, with a husband like that, what more could a wife ask for? If I were you, why would I be so reserved? I'd want to become one with him as soon as possible!"