Chapter 105: You Can’t Be Moved for More Than Three Seconds

“Jingchen, so you were right across the street…”

Ji Jingchen was also attending a dinner party around the area.

This was Du Jiuyuan’s first time seeing Ji Jingchen again after a month. He seemed to have lost even more weight than before. She seemed to have wronged Ji Jingchen, who had lowered himself a month ago.

Ji Jingchen spoke first and looked at Lu Ziang. “Shall we go to the party together?”

Lu Ziang saw that he had no reaction and hurriedly nodded. “Sure, let’s go together.”

Ji Jingchen turned around and walked towards the elevator without looking at Du Jiuyuan. Lu Ziang hurriedly followed behind him.

Du Jiuyuan looked at their receding figures and couldn’t understand why, but she felt alone.

Ye Mubai asked in a low voice, “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine. Let’s go.”

…

At the Ji family home.

Ji Jingchen ordered the servants to go downstairs. He took a glass of mineral water and sat in front of the sofa.

“Hey, you’re a monk now. You don’t get close to women, you don’t smoke, and you don’t drink.”

Ji Jingchen didn’t say anything. Lu Ziang continued, “Based on my experience, the pretty boy, Ye Mubai, doesn’t have any good intentions toward Du Jiuyuan.”

“Shut up!”

“Am I not doing this for your own good?”

Ji Jingchen walked upstairs without looking back.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

“I’m heading to bed.”

There was only a floor lamp in the room. It was said that his eyes were bright and clear without a hint of sleepiness. The light dragged his lonely back to the floor until dawn.

The second half of the year was also the busiest time in the entertainment industry. The collaboration between Yuan Hua Studio and BLACK set off a wave of Chinese culture in the entertainment industry.

Many brands like Yuan Hua Studio threw out olive branches to express their cooperation. In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the year, and they would soon arrive at the annual Moonlight Gala in Hong Kong City.

Lu Ziang said that he would attend the event. Even if he didn’t win an award, he would still be the most handsome person at the gala. Yuan Hua Studio was undoubtedly responsible for Lu Ziang’s styling. Du Jiuyuan and Lu Ziang met in the fitting room a few days later.

Lu Ziang was wearing a blue shirt, black trousers, and a black trench coat.

“Why do I have to wear this?”

“Xiao Bai handles your style. You should ask him.”

“Don’t you have a performance to perform? Wearing this makes you look stylish.”

Lu Ziang snorted coldly and turned his head away proudly.

Susu could not help but secretly take a few photos, and Lu Ziang did not stop her. Instead, he waved his hand and said, “Come over and take a photo with me.”

Susu’s eyes lit up, and she said shyly, “Thank you, Lu Ziang.”

“You’re welcome. I still need you to help me put on my makeup for the red carpet.”

…

On the day of the Moonlight Gala, the artists who worked with Yuan Hua Studio would first come to the company to get their styling done before going to the venue. Fortunately, Du Jiuyuan had made preparations.

Those who left first would get their styling done first. Those who left later would be arranged to take a break in the living room and wait. After all the artists had finished their hair styling, Du Jiuyuan brought another stylist to the venue to ensure that nothing unexpected would happen today.

The red carpet segment soon ended, and the award ceremony began. The award ceremony was carried out in an orderly manner. Du Jiuyuan watched from backstage, thinking about Yuan Hua Studio’s future development. Suddenly, the door opened, and Ji Jingchen walked in.

Du Jiuyuan didn’t say anything. She just looked at the man indifferently. Ji Jingchen didn’t say a word as well. He looked at her as if he was waiting for her to speak first.

Du Jiuyuan didn’t say anything in the end, so Ji Jingchen could only walk in and sit on the sofa next to her. After Ji Jingchen sat down, he closed his eyes to rest.

Du Jiuyuan didn’t say anything either. She just looked at Ji Jingchen’s side profile in the mirror. Five minutes later, a staff member knocked on the door and invited Ji Jingchen to go on stage. He closed his eyes and opened them. Without saying a word, he got up and walked to the door.

Lu Ziang came in to look for Du Jiuyuan to change the microphone.

Du Jiuyuan asked, “Why has he lost so much weight?”

“How would I know? He’s been resting for only three hours a day recently.” Lu Ziang looked at the mirror and fiddled with his hair.

“Three hours? Does he have a death wish?”

“Jingchen is sick. You know that, right?”

Du Jiuyuan was silent and didn’t say anything else. She knew that Ji Jingchen didn’t sleep well, but he hadn’t been like this before. She looked at the man on the television screen with a gloomy expression as if he was enduring something.

But what was he enduring?

…

The party lasted until 11 p.m. When Du Jiuyuan left the parking lot, a group of fans rushed out. Du Jiuyuan couldn’t avoid them in time and was squeezed into the crowd.

Suddenly, a large hand pulled her out. When she looked up, she saw Ji Jingchen. In between, he directly carried her and walked to the parking lot. He didn’t look at her the entire time as if she was an unimportant object.

Ji Jingchen didn’t have any trouble carrying her. She didn’t know when it had started snowing. She had fantasized about watching the first snowfall with him, but she hadn’t expected it to be under such circumstances.

Ji Jingchen put her down and asked, “Do you need me to call a driver for you?”