104: Chapter 107 The Candidate (4) 104: Chapter 107 The Candidate (4) Jian Anning was deaf to her threatening words.
She found it a bit funny—apparently, Jiang Xuanqi didn’t know that the food Yu Zexiao hated most was hotpot.
The reason was simple: hotpot generally involved one large pot into which everyone dipped their chopsticks to cook the meat and vegetables, meaning he would inevitably consume others’ saliva.
Given Yu Zexiao’s fastidious nature concerning personal hygiene, there was no way he would participate in such a gathering!
Even the last dinner he attended had been under duress, so how could he possibly accept Jiang Xuanqi’s invitation today?
As expected, Yu Zexiao shook his head, “I don’t like hotpot.”
Jiang Xuanqi’s facial expression stiffened momentarily, but having mixed in the entertainment industry for many years, she quickly smiled again, “Then may I ask what Zexiao would like to eat?
Or perhaps Hangzhou-style dishes?
Or, maybe we can go for Western food?
I know a nearby steakhouse that’s quite good.
The chef is French, and the taste is fantastic!”
This time, Yu Zexiao didn’t even glance at her, and headed straight for his own rest area!
Jiang Xuanqi’s complexion turned red then pale, she hadn’t expected that lately, although Yu Zexiao wasn’t as distant with her as he was at the start, he was definitely not warm either!
——It was as if he kept things strictly professional and, once off work, he didn’t want to think about anything related to the company at all!
But who was in the rest area?
Jiang Xuanqi bit her silver teeth, a hint of vengeful light flashing in her beautiful eyes!
These days, although she was somewhat feared on set due to her role as the leading lady,
behind the scenes, Jian Anning’s reputation was actually very good!
Perhaps because others knew she had studied abroad and she was also modest, never flaunting her status, and being Yu Zexiao’s personal assistant, coupled with her demure and gentle appearance—although not the kind of stunning beauty that strikes you at first sight, she was the type whose charm grew on you the more you looked at her.
The most most most important point was—according to what they found out, Jian Anning currently had no boyfriend!
And she wasn’t like the women in the entertainment industry, who fish for fame and glory while being filthy inside.
She never deliberately sought to please anyone, and even as Yu Zexiao’s assistant, she kept things strictly professional.
She was always upright in her work, definitely not the type who was obsessed with vanity, willing to sell herself out cheaply.
Even within the studio, where people had seen all types of beauties from the entertainment industry.
Some act like delicate, gentle, and innocent little flowers in public.
Others appear dignified and aloof, seemingly unapproachable.
But in private, each one of them knows how to play the game, curry favor, throw their weight around, and lead chaotic personal lives.
The occasional appearance of someone like Jian Anning, after you’ve grown accustomed to the big meaty dishes made with gutter oil, felt like being served a cup of plain tea.
That refreshing and natural feeling couldn’t help but make everyone take a comfortable sigh of relief.
As soon as she walked in, a stage hand by the door greeted her with a smile, “Anning, you’re here?
What delicious things have you brought this afternoon?”
Jian Anning smiled, “Just coffee and biscuits.”
Another assistant director also laughed, “You make pastries too?
They smell really good.”
“My dad, and my grandparents, they like to eat homemade stuff, it’s clean, healthy.
So, I just learned to make them myself.” She said with a smile as she took out the meal box, and suddenly, Jiang Xuanqi said coldly,