That evening, Yue Qingqing stayed at Gong Qiming’s place.
It was evident that some thought had gone into arranging the room, likely because her junior brother had informed them beforehand about her temporary stay.
Yue Qingqing had a phone call with Jiang Jingze, too shy to speak as mushily as usual, fearing that her junior brother would overhear.
But listening to each other’s breathing, they both felt their hearts brimming.
Jiang Jingze lamented, "I’d planned to take you out during the vacation."
Yue Qingqing blurted out, "After I finish recording the show..."
After saying this, she felt somewhat embarrassed, but laughter came from Jingze’s end.
"Deal, it’s a promise."
Yue Qingqing poked the quilt with her finger, suspecting that he was playing mischief.
He did it on purpose, letting her bring it up first, no doubt.
Humph, where had the silent and simple-minded boy of the past gone?
His heart, like the Qi Fortune above his head back then, now shone with a myriad of dark colors, always leading her to step into traps.
And then he would laugh as if he had succeeded.
Suddenly sensing something, Yue Qingqing quietly made her way to the door while still on the phone with Jiang Jingze and yanked the bedroom door open.
Gong Qiming, who had been eavesdropping, fell to the floor like a stick and even bounced.
He didn’t bother to hide it anymore and snatched the phone directly.
"Hey, listen up, Qingqing is still young and inexperienced, and you can’t seduce an ignorant young girl. You’ll have to get past me first, hear me? In ancient times, they’d talk about parental approval and matchmakers’ words. Don’t think you can just easily deceive my junior sister away."
Yue Qingqing, flushing with embarrassment, snatched the phone back, "You, don’t listen to my junior brother’s nonsense."
Jiang Jingze, however, said earnestly, "He has a point. Should I meet with your junior brother in person?"
Jiang Jingze had met Yan Sinian before, and later heard Yue Qingqing mention Zhou Yiran.
Although it was unclear how Qingqing ended up with so many junior brothers, Jingze didn’t want to pry into his little girlfriend’s secrets.
All that mattered to him was that none of these men were harboring thoughts of competing with him for her.
As for the ninety-nine trials these people mentioned, Jiang Jingze was never afraid.
As long as the outcome was her, no matter how arduous the process, it was sweet.
Gong Qiming perked up his ears, and only after hearing this remark did he nod in satisfaction, feeling that the lad was quite promising.
In front of Gong Qiming, Yue Qingqing’s face turned completely red, unable to say much, and quickly hung up the phone after a few hurried words.
Gong Qiming chuckled, "Good, get some sleep. We have to go to the TV station to sign a contract tomorrow."
Yue Qingqing pushed him out the door, "Goodnight, Senior Gong."
Once she was alone in the room, Yue Qingqing gazed out the window at the moon in the night sky.
The full moon shone brightly, resembling a massive jade plate.
Yue Qingqing suddenly wondered if Jiang Jingze was also looking at the moon at this moment, thinking of her.
The girl couldn’t help but burrow under the covers, feeling both bashful and sweet.
That night Yue Qingqing slept soundly, as she had never been one to suffer from unfamiliar beds.
The next day, her complexion was rosy, and her skin seemed even fairer.
Qiao Jing, who came to pick her up, instantly had stars in her eyes.
If she could look into such a face every day, work would be too wonderful!
And there was no annoying noise either.
Unfortunately, Gong Qiming followed close behind and got into the car, turning on vibration mode.
Buzz, buzz, buzz, incessantly.
Qiao Jing’s face went expressionless as she turned to drive seriously.
Muttering to herself that she was just a worker without feelings.
Beijing was a bit congested, but fortunately, Qiao Jing had set off an hour early, so they arrived on time.
Yue Qingqing got out of the car and followed Qiao Jing and her junior brother toward the TV station.
Before reaching the entrance, Yue Qingqing suddenly saw an unexpected acquaintance.
The person had changed a lot, and if it hadn’t been for the Qi above the person’s head, Yue Qingqing would have almost failed to recognize her.