Although Jian Anning was just a small assistant, there was something about her calm, still eyes that inspired trust. The on-site director glanced at Yu Zexiao, who didn’t refuse, so he smiled and said, "Alright, then we’ll trouble you two. Please get ready quickly, we’re about to change sets."
"It’s we who have troubled you," Jian Anning politely apologized. Although the on-site director moved to the front, he still instructed another assistant and the stage manager to keep a close watch on Yu Zexiao. They must ensure no more issues arise!
Of course, to give Yu Zexiao face, those two stood at a distance, their only job to ensure he didn’t leave. If they needed to, they had ways to drag him onto the stage!
Suddenly, the crowd around Yu Zexiao backstage dispersed. Soon, only he and Jian Anning were left.
Yu Zexiao looked at Jian Anning before him. Her gaze was serene, her lips pressed lightly together, seemingly in anger. But she was here, so she wouldn’t leave, right? He knew that the so-called "leaving" was just a bargaining chip she used to threaten him. How could she bear to leave his side?
Jian Anning turned around, "You go ahead with the recording. I’ll go back and prepare my resignation letter. Until your new assistant arrives, I am still temporarily in charge of your matters."
"What did you say?" Yu Zexiao suddenly became agitated, and his voice rose sharply. His question caused the two assistants and the stage manager nearby, who had been keeping an eye on him, to turn their attention to them. Yu Zexiao raised his hand high, then let it fall, clenching into a fist, before finally grinding his teeth and saying, "Take back what you said! I can pretend I didn’t hear it."
"There’s no need to pretend you didn’t hear it because it is the truth," Jian Anning was not swayed by his words. She was not one of those mindless fans enamored with his looks, his singing, or his family background. She had truly had enough of Yu Zexiao’s critics, his temper, and his unreasonable meddling in her personal life!
"You!" Yu Zexiao was furious! He felt a surge of anger trapped within him, seeking an outlet, but he couldn’t find a way to vent. Staring at Jian Anning, all he could see was her composed and indifferent profile, not even a flicker of her eyelashes!
He felt disheartened, wounded, and a measure of self-pity welling up.
He was just worried about her associating with people like Lu Jiayuan and deceiving him, concealing her potentially "rich romantic history." He hadn’t even gotten angry about her hiding the fact that she knew Lu Jiayuan, yet it seemed as though it was she who didn’t care about him!
"I’m not going to the recording!"
"If you don’t go, that’s your choice. I have fulfilled my duty to inform you," Jian Anning remained unmoved, not even heeding his threat.
From childhood to adulthood, no woman had ever dared to reject him, let alone treat him with such indifference. He was used to receiving flowers and applause, to unconditional acceptance of his actions, no matter what.
But Jian Anning was determined to leave him!
For the first time, he was swept by a wave of despondency, discomfort, and even an indescribable loneliness that he had never felt